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Then she took a large step back, like I was something contagious she didn't want near her. "You heard me, Cassandra. So I'll stop pretending. Please don't follow me around anymore. I don't want to be your friend. Someone like Wendy, with her background and her world, that's the kind of person I want in my life. "Look at yourself. You've got nothing, and you solve everything with your fists. You're not even someone I want to be seen with. Honestly? Being your friend has always been embarrassing." I stood there frozen after she finished.

I sat in the front. The city disappeared. The highway was dark. We drove for two hours. The motel was small. Eight rooms. A neon sign. Vacancy. Luca's friend was named Joe. He was old. Gray hair. A kind face. He gave us two rooms. Connecting. Luca in one. Eli and me and the girls in the other. Joe asked if we were in trouble. Luca said yes. Joe said we could stay as long as we needed. We carried the bags inside.

I leaned back, my laughter ringing through the room as I pointed at one particular photo where I had been caught off-guard, mid-laugh, my hair tousled by the wind on the Vegas strip. “I look ridiculous here!” I chuckled, shaking my head as Janice leaned over, squinting at the picture with a grin. “No, you look like you’re having the time of your life," Janice teased, nudging me lightly. "Vegas really brought out the wild side in you, huh?” I smirked and rolled my eyes playfully. “It was all your fault. You were the one dragging me from one crazy adventure to the next!” Janice laughed and picked up another photo. This one showed them in front of the Bellagio fountains at night, the water soar

I waved the little bags he let me carry at his bigger ones which he was carrying effortlessly, “Or we dump all this in the car and explore Las Vegas for an hour or so?” “Let's explore.” He said to me and I jumped in happiness. I knew he would always make the right choice. Fanning my desires, what I love the most. We dumped everything in the car and I dragged him happily by the street. “I am sorry, what is that?" I asked a passerby as I saw a lot of people dressing up in different outfits, and awaiting a photographer to take photos of them. It looked fun and something I would want to do. “That is the Vegas Vogue Photography. Today they are doing characters from Movies. The best shot would be

They were best friends and stick to each other like leeches that sometimes they're mistaken to be gays. I only got to know this much in a week and every secret pictures I try to take of Cole, miles face always shows up. Unfortunately, I just have to send the pictures to Nicole with the two of their faces. I can do it. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, my senses heightens as I join the fray. I put my car into gear and pull out of the pit lane, merging seamlessly onto the track. I couldn't breath as all my vision was; a car summersaulting with me in it. A man hitting me and chuckling. My mother covering me up inside a car with tears.

DAMIEN'S POV The air in the room was thick, every reporter was a predator, their cameras like hungry eyes. The murmurs swirled around me, growing louder, turning into a roar as one voice, then another, broke through. "Damien, one of the hottest bachelors, denied the wedding rumors with famous dermatologist and model, Vivienne Dubois." The words bounced off the walls, then came the real dagger. "Moreover, he just dropped he is in a relationship with his long-time best friend, Adrian Gabriel Raines."

#JUST_BEST_FRIENDS Author: Sam Freddy CHAPTER 18: FINAL WARNING. — — — Coming out of his favorite cyber cafe, Yomi sighed satisfactorily and was about to plug in his earphones when he sighted a familiar fairsome lady just across the road. Shocked, Yomi's mouth fell wide open. Why? Because the lady was none other than Candice, and she wasn't alone. She was holding hands with a bald-headed, thin man while they both chatted cheerfully in front of a big bookshop. And also because Candice had personally told him that she'd be absent in school during the day, because she had to do some photoshoots for a modelling agency, and then perform a makeover for a distinguished client of hers at a private s

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

" Leave that to me, I will let you know when" But hidden a few yards away, Ryan watched. His eyes darkened as he zoomed in with his phone camera, snapping picture after picture. Each click was filled with venom. When he caught the perfect shot—Ethan smiling at Maya as though she was the only person in the world—Ryan smirked. “Perfect,” he muttered.

She was admiring the various kinds of fish, laughing and taking pictures of the aquatic creatures. "Are you enjoying your outdoor adventure?" Luke asked. "Yes, I am! It’s my first time going to an aquarium. I love it, and I love you for bringing me here," Kristin responded with enthusiasm. "You love me? My wife is gonna kill you," Luke teased, and Kristin laughed. "It’s friendship love, dummy! You’re my first friend in Las Vegas." "Then it’s an honor," Luke said with a smile. Kristin giggled. "Take a picture of me," she said, handing her phone to Luke and striking a pose.