Everybody Ain't Your Friend Novels & Stories

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

"A friend is someone who knows about you and loves you just the same." ~ Elbert Hubbard *** Raina Williams. "What the fudge are you going to do?" Grayson said in an irritated voice. "Why is he here? Did you call him? This is just great my BESTFRIEND FINALLY GETS OVER HER STUPID ASS FIRST LOVE THEN HE DECIDES TO POP OUT OF NO WHERE JUST GREAT." He yelled a little louder for my own liking so I immediately hit him on his left arm.

“A good number but that’s not the case. You should see Neil…” “Stop comparing yourself to people.” She snapped, “You’re you, you’re the best of you. Value the people who like you for who you really are. Those girls flocking around Neil and Brandon are only after their money, their looks, their game and what they get on the bed; they don’t actually like them for them. One day, Neil and Brandon would get tired when they realize they have a lot of fakes in their lives, they would start to look for what you have; real friends, a stable life, true love. What they have currently won’t last, can’t you see that? Colton Adams, you are…” She stopped when he began crying. She hugged him. She was sure p

It was really absurd everytime u think about my life as it is now - which was almost every second - so absurd that I'd have laughed if I wasn't the victim of the whole craziness. First I get rejected. Then I have sex with my gay best friend. Then I find out he's not gay, but a spy from another pack. Then he goes ahead to tell me he loves me and proposes to me. Madness. Total madness, honestly. Dear goddess, what next? What would come out next to mock me and the joke I've obviously become to the universe? “No matter how hard you tug, the dress won't get lower than that” Jax said with a slight chuckle and I glared at him.

Clara nestled into his arms, pretending to be timid. "Dan, do you think this is—" Daniel cut her off, running his hand through her hair with a look full of affection. "After everything you've been through, this little lesson is nothing." Everyone around them fell silent, afraid to make a sound. I glared at Daniel, speaking each word like a blade. "Ten years of friendship… Does that mean nothing to you? Daniel, let go of me. I'm willing to forgive and forget. But if you don't, you'll regret it."

God, how did I even become friends with these people? "What happened to the no sex before marriage rule?" "That was my parents' rule, not mine. I'm almost thirty and old enough to make my own decisions." Serenity sat up straight, clearly in shock now. I assumed her laptop was sitting on her office table. "Okay, I know I've always told you to live a little, but this? This is insane." Her eyes were wide now. "Don't get offended, but are you sure he's the one you want this with? The way he treats you…”

They wanted to take everything of mine away, but I refused to let them do so. Long before my health deteriorated, I had already donated everything I had. Even if I died, I would not leave them a single penny. Even so, my heart was still filled with regret when I looked at those two. Why did I give up my life for a woman? Was a woman really worth wasting a lifetime on? … On my way home, I was stopped by my neighbor, Mary Darcy. Her eyes were filled with envy. "Luke, you're really lucky! I saw Rachel come home with a computer today. They're rare. Let's hurry over. Let me have a look!"

Natasha asked, giggling sheepishly. Ayleen replied, “No.” “Oh, really? You know … a lot of my friends say I’m chatty and talk too much. So, they sometimes feel uncomfortable being friends with me,” Natasha said in a sad tone with a gloomy expression. Ayleen couldn’t tell if she was being sincere or just putting on an act. But she replied anyway, “Hmm, maybe they don’t know you very well or haven’t known you for very long, so … they haven’t been able to understand you yet,” Ayleen explained.