Bury A Friend Book Novels & Stories

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.

"Nova, I paid a fortune for these mushrooms. People online say if you eat them, you can see the answers to the SAT." The moment I opened my eyes, I saw my best friend, Elise Moore, excitedly holding a white-stemmed, red-capped mushroom in front of me. "When the exam day comes, I'll eat one of these. Getting into a top university will be effortless." The smug look in Elise's eyes made my whole body tremble with rage.

She had not expected to run into the men from the underground casino as soon as she arrived at the hospital. “Ms. Austin, how do you know this girl?” Renee leaned against the wall. Her fingers were trembling uncontrollably. “What do you mean?” One of the men licked his lips. “You know, she might not have been right in the mind, but just to get back her brother’s ashes, she gave the boys a real treat. Shame about Jacob Murphy. Did not even last a few days before he kicked it. But this dumb girl? She could take it. We had fun with her for three days.”

They both heaved a deep sigh. "Here, the first copy of your book," Irene joined the girls in the cafe, "Wow! I can't believe it's finally here," Tasha picked up the book and clutched it to her heart, "Elle..." she trailed off as she noticed her best friend spacing out again, "oohoo, down to earth Elle!" she clicked her finger in front of her eyes bringing Elle back from her thoughts, "yes?" Elle blinked at her friends, "Are you back?" Irene asked her clicking her tongue. "Sorry," Arielle bit her lips in embarrassment, "you were saying?" She raised her brows.

I just find it as something that drains my energy which means I need to gain energy again – and gaining my energy back means having to stay in my cave for days. And in all honesty, I only have one friend, Cathy, short for Catherine, the one with red auburn hair, pretty, smart, and strong-willed. She has been my best friend since middle school – she stood by me when others bully me for being quiet, and being the weird kid who always has her nose buried under a book.

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Both girls look at me in bewilderment, but it soon turns to amusement. "I said it once, but I will say it again: I already approve of you, Emilie," Laura lifts her cola glass in my direction, smirking. "I'm all about witchcraft and auras. Yours is pink, and I like that about you. You would never betray your friends." A pink aura? I'm tempted to g****e that, but Cindy grabs my attention by clearing her throat. "And I invited you over because I believe I've misjudged you. I thought you were a scaredy-cat, but you stood up for yourself, and I admire that," Cindy's smile returns. "So, I would also like to be your friend.

“I don't. I lost my parents to a car accident and I woke up in a mental asylum and stayed there for three years. So no, I don't feel pity for you, North. But I just hate seeing you cry.” For the first time, North engulfed me in a hug and I felt really small. This was not the beginning of our friendship or whatever. We were just business partners and I intend to keep it that way. “Are you feeling a little okay?” “I just need to clear my head.” “How about we go pet rabbits and you can bring one home?” Laughter bubbled out from him and it vibrated through my body. “Don't tease me, Zamani.” North sniffed my neck. “I just want to stay here, hugging you. You are beautiful and you smell nice.”

When they reached the kitchen, Lily finally let go of her hand and threw open the pantry door with dramatic flair. “Guess what I still keep stocked just for you?” she announced, her eyes sparkling. She pulled out a bright red bag of kettle-cooked salt and vinegar chips. Maya’s jaw dropped. Then she let out a shaky laugh that turned into a sound halfway between a giggle and a sob. Her hand flew up to her chest as she felt tears sting her eyes. “Lily… you didn’t have to…” she whispered, her voice trembling. Lily stepped forward, serious now, and hugged her again. “Of course I did,” she said firmly. “I missed my best friend. You’re the only person in the world who would finish these with me wit

I tell her as little as possible about why I’m back, only that the situation required hands that the board would trust. It’s easy in the way things are easy when both people have already finished the harder version of the story. At the end of it she adjusts the strap of her bag and looks at me directly. “So we’re friends?” I consider the word. Friends feels accurate enough for what remains. Anything more would be dishonest. Anything less would be unnecessarily cold. “Friends,” I say. She nods once, satisfied, and heads in the opposite direction down the hall.