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The young Auster seemed insistent, and because I couldn't stand his cuteness of him, I said something that made him widen his eyes for a brief moment before turning his gaze to mine. "Friends, are beings who will be there for you through your tough times.” “When times are tough, they will be there for you. They won't ever leave you, and most importantly, they'll always show you the way. Friendship is about that, Auster.” I guess I used the chance when I saw him gasp to laugh, which caused him to furrow his brows once more. “What if the friends you claim won't lead you in the right direction?” "So they aren't really your friends. You need to be able to recognize genuine friends from fake ones

And when she’s in her full form it’s entirely black. “You like it?” He asked standing close to her. She nodded. Still staring at it. “You said You’re poor but buy me stuffs everyday.” “Well, lets just say I’ve a little source.” She shrugged. “You’re learning pretty fast.” She flash her cute smile at her. “I want us to be friends.” He said taking her hands, that seems to be the only safer way to get closer to her. So he could know her better. “What’s a friend?” “A friend is someone you trust, someone you tell everything, someone you don’t lie to. Like a bond.”

We end up arguing about his best book, and then about the worst pop albums made in the early 2000’s over dessert. For being someone who hasn’t had many friends in my lifetime, I think I could get used to this. Quiet dinner parties and chats about what’s on tv or the latest news. I used to believe I needed to have a big group of friends to be happy or have intense meaningful conversations all the time, and for the longest time, I put all those expectations on people. When betrayals and gossip made their appearance into the big friend groups I once hung with, I realized it was for the best I steered clear from all of that. It clearly wasn’t my scene.

Just why? "And it's so cool how you're all still very good friends," I heard her say. Brief seconds of awkward silence took over, and I could imagine them thinking of what to say. "Well, we all grow up don't we?" I heard Drew laugh awkwardly, then silence ensued. My heart clenched as I turned away and started to walk back to my room, lest they walk out to me standing suspiciously at the door. For the first time in years, I let myself reminisce about the good old days. Drew, Anna and I had been very good friends, and it felt strange that now I couldn't even remember the last good memory we had together. I couldn't quite understand how that made me feel, but I refused to dwell on it now. He wa

“Oh. Well, that doesn’t sound as awful as you think, considering what females have done to you in the past.” “I guess it doesn’t, but it seemed that way. Anyway, I’m really glad I reached out to you. You, and Norm have shown me what true friends, that aren’t family really are. You showed me that there are people in this world I can trust. I also have made some really great female friends because of you, and I met my mate. He maybe a pain in the ass at times, but he’s really good to me. Sucks at romance, but treats me well otherwise. I love him a lot, and I may not have met him if it weren’t for you.”

’ Maisie knew that Daisie’s heart was pure and innocent, so she explained earnestly, “A good friend is someone who can help you in your study or life, while a bad friend would want you not to study and show you how to do bad things.” Daisie tilted her head. “But my friend is also good at studying, so he shouldn’t be a bad friend.” Maisie smiled without saying a word. She could not teach Daisie how to distinguish the people she encountered in school, but she could at least teach her to defend herself. “I won’t stop you from being friends with him. But that new friend is a boy, and you’re a girl. So, if he were to do anything to you that makes you feel uncomfortable, that would make him a bad

Linc and I congratulated and hugged her too. “Thank you, my dears!” Agatha stated and smiled. Grannies were talking, while walking around the park and sometimes sitting down on the benches. Meanwhile Linc and I were silently following them. They were great friends. And considering, that they have been friends since childhood, I wasn’t sure if such a long friendship existed. In our modern world it’s difficult to find a true friend. Because they should have 5 things: first is loyalty, second is honesty. The third is that your friend has to believe you, always! Fourth: you have to be sure, that you can believe them. Fifth: being yourself. A lot of people are afraid of showing their real feeli

"Well, I believe educated adults teach me more about life than basic teenagers. I say all of this because I want to officially give you a hand of friendship. I want to elevate you from the position of a friend to an acquaintance. I am of the opinion you would like the idea." "OK, cool. What does that mean specifically?" The woman asked. "It means you can consider me as a friend, as a student, as a son or even as a brother. Anything that doesn't make you think I want to exploit you for any purpose: money, sex, private information, etc."

“Or you don’t find Professor Davenport attractive?” I don’t answer. She doesn’t need more ammunition. She leans in slightly. “Even if you did, you don’t stand a chance. I mean… despite being best friends with his sister and your mom working for his mom for years, he doesn’t even see you, Elena.” She shrugs, all fake sympathy. “He’s never going to be interested in you, Elena. So I guess I beat you at this one before it even started.” Her words land like little needles, making a chill haze run down my spine. I take a deep breath, my fingers tightening around my fork.

Some friendships bend until they almost break. The best ones learn how to grow stronger in the cracked places. The End