Bad Guys From Toy Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

Comfort. We didn’t talk about Ashley or Killian or school. They didn’t ask why I was crying. They just... stayed. Lucas put on one of our favorite childhood movies—Treasure Planet—and Ariana kept feeding me ice cream until the tub was nearly empty. Somewhere between the second movie and the bottom of the tub, I started laughing. Ariana had attempted a dramatic reading of a villain’s line and accidentally snorted mid-sentence. Lucas, never one to let anything slide, declared she was now the snorting queen of planet Zog.

“The good girls are always drawn to the bad boys,” My phone made a sound again, and I quickly put it on silent so that my friends won’t get suspicious of the barricade of messages swooping in. “Please,” Maeve rolled her eyes at Aurora playfully. “Like you’ve never been drawn to trouble before.” Aurora smirked, raising her hands in mock surrender. “Hey, guilty as charged. But at least I know how to handle it because I’m a bad girl myself,” “Oh please!” Maeve dismissed her mockingly with a wave of her hand.

At least three months from now from the money I would badge from my parents all together, I can easily purchase a BMW or rather a sport car. “Friends shouldn’t be like these, how could you hide these from me? Oh my goodness!” I haven’t even knocked off the engine when Cassidy ran out of the car, her mouth curling up in surprise as she gawked at the different cars in our garage. “Where’s yours?” She turned to face me when I reached her. “If I had, I won’t be walking on my two feets, Cassidy.” I bent to match her eyes, jest laced in my tone which had her roll her eyes as she cat walked to the front door.

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