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“Can wait. I’ll speak to your boss if I have to.” I sighed, trying to find a gentle way to turn her down. “I—” “This getaway is our excuse to properly say goodbye to Elliot,” Mr. Perez cut in. “I know you and my son haven’t been the best to each other this year, but five years of friendship—you want that under the drain?” “Mr. Perez, you’re right. Elliot and I have fought more than ever this year. And—” “And you always forgive each other,” he interrupted again. “Your friendship is unbreakable. I’m sure whatever happened, you two will understand each other again. But for now, you have to come and say goodbye. If it helps, Chloe isn’t even invited.”

I realized my mistake of calling it a diary on seeing the glee appearing on his face. "Oh my God." He looked back at it in his hand and smiled, "This would be an amazing replacement for Frankenstein." "Don't you dare read it!" I walked around the table and he moved farther away from me to the door, "Give it back Nexus! It's not yours to read." If he read that book I could as well be dead. "Best friends have no boundaries and privacy from each other." He quoted, "Book of best friends, rule 89." "Where on earth is that written?" I clicked my tongue as he moved his fingers in the air and a book appeared out of thin air. He threw it at me and I caught it.

"Max Cairncross, I will ask you one last time. Are you lending me the money or not?" I said each word clearly. "No. I am not." Dylan completely broke down. He yanked a necklace out from under his collar. It held a transparent bottle pendant, smaller than his pinky. Inside the bottle was a rolled-up strip of paper that said: "Max Cairncross is my only best friend." I had one around my neck too. Mine said: "Dylan Price is my only best friend." We gave each other those bottles after graduating high school. They symbolized lifelong friendship.

To press gentle kisses to your lips. It is good that you aren’t here. I am not strong enough to face you yet. I don’t know if I ever will be. Our friends—are they still ours, or are they just mine or yours? I don’t know how this works. I guess it doesn’t really matter. Our friends say I’ll heal with time. I don’t think I want to, though. The loss of you will remind me that no one can be trusted. I am only good for others to use. To take what they want and leave. I thought maybe you were different.

So far since his days in college, nothing bad had occurred and he himself has forgotten all about everything, including the mirror which he had kept in his wardrobe when he had started preparing for the exams he had to take to enter college. Even his girlfriend Diana had made it with him to college. They are not just two people anymore but five best friends in total. Lucif, Diana, Freddy, Linda, and Pablo. Amongst this five, just Lucif and Diana are dating, they are all just friends. Let's see what becomes the fate of these five friends. Will Lucif unveil the truth about himself? Or will he continue as a mortal in his friends' and every other person's eyes. The happenings in this book will s

I look at the book in front of me titled " we are more than friends " Weird title, its more weird that she have it to me. I look in her direction to catch her staring at me. She smiled at me again. With my lips in a thin line, I turn the first page of the book. " there you are psycho!! " I heard after the book in my hands was snatched away from me. I looked up to meet a very furious looking Alex. Oops I must have over read and forgotten the time. " hey " I said and I stood up from the floor and dusted my skirt before looking back at Alex again.

Bonnie beams at me like I just gave her the best compliment ever! "So since your already packed, do you wanna stay at mine tonight? We could make pizza and watch a scary movie?" "Only if I get to pick the movie" bonnie replies. We stuffed ourselves with homemade pizza and settled down to watch a scary movie. Bonnie laughed all the way through whilst I hid behind a cushion, she was shovelling popcorn in her mouth not a care in the world. Me and Bonnie couldn't be more opposite but our friendship worked. She was fierce, loyal and bold. Whereas I was quiet, always doubting myself and scared of the next disaster to happen in my life. But regardless I felt lucky to have her as my friend.

I smoothened my hair and my short dress before proceeding in his direction but I didn’t get far when Hilary appeared from absolutely who knows where and positioned herself in front of me. Startled, I jumped back a little. “Hilary… Hi.” I tried not to stammer. “Hey Livy.” She said bluntly. “Your brother isn’t at the party.” “He isn’t?” I said genuinely surprised. Then I shrugged. “Maybe he went home tired. He did train a lot this week.” “Your Nerd Friend isn’t here as well.” Hilary said flipping her hair past her shoulders as if her words were meant to mean something.

He said, bluntly, then turned his stare away from her face. "So, Logan huh?" Becky too knew it wasn't working out. "Fuck!" She lowered her head and whispered under her breath as she got no reply from him. But he heard her. "Fuck?" He asked with bright eyes—they were definitely blue. "Oh, nothing. It's just," she said, then bursted out like the parrot that she was. "I'm like here on my own even though it's my birthday, because my stupid friend couldn't make it—she had a date at Paris with her new boo—and I was just hoping I could have at least some fun--"

Ok, I lied, I was trying to be sociable, though I always failed completely. A total failure in all social settings. So, I gave up trying to talk at social gatherings. Thus, the comment of me having a chip on my shoulder. Lucky for me there are some people, like Eliza, who still tried to become friends with me. When we started talking at work, she understood that certain settings makes me uncomfortable. That didn't stop her from inviting me though. I appreciated the invitation every time she asked, even though I turned her down every single time. And that is how our long-lasting friendship started. "So, Orion is going to join us, if you don't mind" she stated. I smiled at her with a little c