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That was just one of many things I hadn’t told her. “You’re nothing like that, okay? For Christ’s sake, look at you. You’re beautiful. You’re a writer—a popular one, working on her second book. And you’re my BEST FRIEND! If that doesn’t scream identity, I don’t know what does,” she said fiercely. I gave her a small smile. I was her best friend—that was enough. “You never asked who told her that,” I said after a moment. She stilled, her body tensing. “No.”

Best friend. What even is that, really? We all throw the term around, but if you stop and think about it, it’s something far more profound. A best friend is that person who doesn’t just know your secrets; they know you, the you beneath all the layers. They’re the one who sticks by your side through every high and low, cheering you on even when you don’t believe in yourself and calling you out when you’re on some nonsense. They’re like family, but they’re different from family too. They’re a choice, a bond built from every shared laugh, every late-night confession, every moment you thought no one else would understand.

“Sorry—just a sec.” He swiped to answer. “Nathaniel!” Maya’s eyes widened. Nathaniel. She hadn’t heard that name in years. Ethan’s childhood best friend. The boy who was always glued to Ethan’s side during summers, dragging him into endless soccer matches and wild lake swims. She took a careful step back, grabbing the chance to slip away. “Yeah, I just got in,” she heard Ethan say behind her as she slipped into her room. “What? You’re coming down too? That’s awesome!”

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

The question hung between them like something neither of them wanted to break first. Alex's grip loosened, but the anger was still burning. "I care about you, Lena. More than I should. You're my best friend. I miss… I miss the old us. Our movie nights on the couch. Those long talks that went until three in the morning about nothing and everything. The way you used to make me laugh until my sides hurt." His voice cracked. "I miss everything before the club… before I got hard for you.

"Of course they are...when you are not on a trip halfway across the globe with a sexy as sin boyfriend." "I tthoughtyou hate Lucas," I raised an amused brow. "Your words, not mine," she lifted her head to give a smile that showed her perfect teeth before going back to her job of repacking my bags. "besides, I'm just trying to help you hold back from making a bad choice. That's what best friends do, they stop each other from making terrible choices that can cost them the ones they love, or choices they would most definitely regret in say five years to come." she took the clothes out angrily as she rattled on and I knew at this point we were no longer talking ab

And I felt so blessed to have such lovely friends. Friends are people who make you smile at the worst of your days. They make you laugh when you want to cry. They make you trust them with your deepest secrets. They love you even when you are as annoying as soggy fries. They have your back even you are crazy as a shithouse rat. They don't judge you and will do everything for you- and some friends- they can even take a bullet for you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Then there were Emma and Sarah, who kept throwing themselves at me, fully aware that their best friend likes me and making sure everyone knew. However, there were also my two best friends, Samuel and Stacy. Samuel and Stacy have a thing for each other, but they will never admit it. Where Stacy was a real-life version of an angry bird, Samuel knew how to tame her. We grew up together, went to the same school, college, and university. It was easier to be myself with them. Even now they are giving me suspicious looks.

Thankfully, before I became insane and kill myself to death, I met my best friends, they're my savior. Lauren Dayne Wofford and Haliyah Isabella James are my long time friends. I accidentally bumped into them when I was running to nowhere that night, they confronted me, comforted me, looked after me. That time my whole world collapsed, hope and courage left me, all I wanted was to end the my useless alone life. I stayed like a living dead, unspeakable, unreadable but they didn't give up, they gave me the light of future, they gave me hints of the wonderful tomorrow, eternally grateful I am for what they did.

i challenged him and he smirk waving a good bye . Drake was just another friend. But he was dame good in physics . I opened up my locker and took the books i need . "Which one is next ?" Peach asked . "English lit' " I say and she huffs "Yo bitch's " There we go again . "Hail to the goddess of sarcasm " i say . She hugs me and peach . This is one of our BFFTLEWE What is that ? Best Friends For Totally Like Ever Without Exceptions . I saw this in the movie Radio Rebel and i love it .