Barbie Friends Novels & Stories

Not in front of the she-devil! “Are you choosing them over me?” I asked Paige. Paige took a deep breath but didn’t say anything in return. She stood next to Kaylee with her arms crossed as she looked at me. No… “What friends were you talking about again?” Kaylee smirked at me. This stupid- “She was talking about her real friends, fake Barbie.” A voice replied. Maya! Thank the lords! Shawn crossed his arms as he too stood next to me to show his silent support.

However on earth can she be friends with these girls. “Why would I want to stay home?" She asked, deciding to play along and see where everything leads, the girls looked at each other as if she had said something stupid. “Cos you were dared yesterday to skip school today silly," Barbie girl answered as she rolled her eyes, “you should have seen her boosting she wouldn’t come to school whenever she felt like it unlike the rest of us normal folks yesterday Bisola.’’

Barbara grumbled softly. "Hi, new couple! We meet again? Which cabin are you in?" The blonde approached at a leisurely pace. Barbara almost rolled her eyes. Exhaling, she pointed at the next cabin. "Oh, we're neighbors? What an extraordinary coincidence. Maybe we're soul mates." Suddenly, the blonde girl offered her hand to Barbara. "How about we become friends? I'm Shania, and the one with me was Poppy, my best friend. We're from the UK. Our hobby is traveling to various countries."

I lowered my gaze to avoid looking at Connor, as we passed by them I felt stares on us and then an all too timely thought came to my mind: they had something to do with it. We went down the stairs, meeting Barbie at the bottom of them, her eyes had nothing but concern in them, I barely knew them but I knew they were close friends, the kind that would go with you on crazy rides, get drunk with you for a boy and would look for you to the end of the world if necessary. I would like to have that kind of friendship. -Barbie, let's go back and look for her, maybe we missed something," Clara told her when we arrived. She nodded.

Iliana said as she sat up despite the immense pain flowing through her veins to give her a hug. "Barbie? You seem to love giving people nicknames don't you?" Clara said pinching her cheeks. "Yes and it suits you. You are cute and you have blonde hair with beautiful sky blue eyes just like Barbie, my favorite cartoon character. Thank you very much Barbie." "You are welcome my sweet." The sixteen year old replied. "Now go to bed. Your new friend has work to do." "Goodnight Barbie" "Goodnight Iliana"

She never drinks. "That guy onscreen is awesome. He told his friend and I heard him. Now, I will cure my pain." she said and giggled again. "Susi, where are your friends?"I ask her. "Friends...you...Elsa...Molly...Claire...." she sang and giggled again. Why can't she just answer me properly? I am going nuts here. "I asked where are your friends not who are your friends...Where are they?"I asked her calmly again. I am going to lose my patience soon.

They’d known each other for eighteen years, and in all that time, Mariana had been just like this—selfish, manipulative, always taking and never giving. Barbie had recognized the trait early on, but she hadn’t really minded, because making friends was something she found difficult, and yet, this one had found her with ease. Naturally, Mariana’s friends had become hers too, but even then, Barbara had always been the one who didn’t quite fit in, the odd one out—the fat friend, who never got the attention.

She's also going to call that her friend from Paris who happens to be a Nigerian and live in Abuja. She's going to explore the world of friendship. She's going to shop, go on outings, go on picnics, go to cinemas, and do alot of things. Sa'eed doesn't deserve her sadness. She's going to live her life to the fullest and no one is going to stop her.

The latter had lost count of the number of times her friend stood up for her. Barbie, upon seeing Tanyas' intervention, sat on the grass in the backyard garden and began to wail. Abigails' heart was thumping. This was Barbie's cheapest method of getting backup. As usual, her sister Susie was the first to show up. "Barbie, what's the problem?" "The pathetic bitch and her friend ganged up to beat me," she sobbed through her fake tears. "Mumcee! Mumcee! Susie began yelling to draw her mother's attention. Tanya nudged Abigail to leave with her but she refused. If she doesn't accept her punishment now, she won't be able to take care of her father if she runs.

I thought it was just a love story between Barbie and the prince, but I am wrong because there is a part in the end that Barbie's mother is a queen lady. “Why she’s not afraid to live on the island? ‘Isn’t she the only one there?” “N-no. She is with her animal friends,” "But not all animals are friendly." "That's where she grew up so she's not afraid anymore," I replied. She nodded. “What do you think? When I grow up, ‘when there is a prince, will he take me to my Mommy? Like what the Prince did to find her mother?” I was suddenly drowned in my own saliva.