Carta Para Tu Mejor Amiga Novels & Stories

She went through her chats, HEY, THAT YOUR HOT FRIEND YOU POSTED ON I*******M, WHEN ARE YOU BRINGING HER OUT FOR A DATE? Camila texted back, “DEW, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD LEAVE ME AND DECIDE TO HAVE EYES FOR MY FRIEND! He replied; “YOUR FRIEND IS SO HOT!” She typed ferociously when she read the text: “DON'T TELL ME WE BROKE UP BECAUSE OF THAT.” He replied: “WANTED TO BE SINGLE AND…” Camila tossed her phone to the couch biting her lower lip and gritting her teeth alerting Amora's attention to her face.

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"Meet us in the cafeteria later. Let's eat lunch together." There is something in my mind wanting to be with them... wanting to be their friends. But I'm scared. What if they leave me with emotional bruises too? Just like what happened in the past... =END= //Bonus scene from Chandra's past// "How do I word this? Was about to write you this letter but it was just curses in cursive~" My eyes are close as my fingers play with the piano tiles. "You probably deserve it But that's so impersonal Should tell you in person~" I have a bestfriend who have a boyfriend that I liked even before him meeting my bestfriend.

With shaking fingers, I tore open the envelope, my eyes devouring the words inside. The mail read; Hey Bestie! It’s been way too long, and I was just thinking about you! Life has been crazy, but I’d love to catch up and hear everything you’ve been up to. Let’s set up a time to chat or even plan a meetup if we can—feels like we have a lot to talk about! Miss you! Let’s not let more time slip by. Let me know when you're free. Ti amo, Bella.

Note: I don't if there are any consistent readers but if they are this is for you. I no longer will be updating every week instead I will upload 2-3 times a month, depending on how I feeling. Thank you for your continued support. xo. Now on to the chapter. ''She's my best friend. I'm allowed to crush her if I want to,'' Zack stated. ''Well, she was my sister so I get a say and I say get off my sister,''

Lovingly Yours, Friend

"I don't need a watchman. And please don't fall off that couch because I don't have any strength to carry you." "Oh! So you're mocking me." He gave me one of his cute puppy face. "No,I'm just saying -" I replied spreading out my arms. "My heart is brusied." He pouted. "Sorry..about that Mejor Amigo." I gave him a mock bow. "You know..I like it when you call me that." He smiled. Mejor Amigo means Best friend. "I am happy knowing that I am the only one you call Mejor Amigo." He clapped like child.

I рrоbаblу gоt too mushy оn thе саrd, but I рut the fоllоwіng оn іt: "Dеаr Frankie, Thank you fоr the special tіmе уоu spent wіth mе. Yоu аrе a wоndеrful wоmаn. I'm nоt hеrе today bесаuѕе mу hеаrt аlrеаdу belongs tо another. And although ѕhе dоеѕn't fееl thе ѕаmе wау toward mе, you dеѕеrvе bеttеr thаn a man who wоuld ріnе for another wоmаn.

With the phenomenal aid of a vast miracle. “I need to cash my infinite card,” I let out, running out of options here. Our friendship cash in infinite cards that we give each other once a year, put the other party at an obligation to oblige to the request of the other, no argument. They are as good as a wish, we only do use them once, and I can't think of anything else I would rather have than my two best friends happiness. Adrian chuckles, “You can't use your card to make me hurt Camilla.”

The email is no different. “He’s a fool,” Amelia comments. I agree. She reaches for my cheek and grins. I smile. “You are the bestest friend in the world.” “There’s nothing like bestest friend.” “There is. And it’s you, Cathy.” I kiss her cheeks and drape an arm over her waist. Somehow, we make it work with my son in the middle. She’s my bestest friend in the world.