Fun Things To Do With Your Bestie Novels & Stories

"Whatever, don't worry about it. Someone else must've helped her. Still… that's bold, going against Scott like that." … I saw Scott again the night before I left the country. It was a farewell party some mutual acquaintances were throwing. I ran into Simone in the hallway. "Well, look who it is! If it isn't Fiona, fresh from her viral 'nude performance art' debut." Scott wasn't around, and Simone's audacity had multiplied. She stepped forward and tapped a finger against my cheek. "Wow, you really have some nerve. What kind of spell did you cast on Scott to make him scrub the entire internet clean of your little show?"

"Right. Tomorrow then." But that evening, sitting alone in my apartment, I realize how right Dr. Morrison is. Damien and I have never been frivolous together. Never silly. Never light. Everything between us has weight. I text Maggie: "Random question. What do normal couples do for fun?" Her response: "Define normal. But usually stuff like cooking together, game nights, exploring the city, concerts, hiking. Why? You and Voss forgetting how to be human again?" "Something like that."

After dinner, I went back to the room with Moji and we both laid down on the bed, the duvet raised up to our chin. Are we just supposed to go to sleep now? "What do you want us to do?" She asked, as if she could read my mind. Maybe there is telepathy between friends too and not just twins and lovers. "I don't know. This is my first sleep over. I don't even know what they do there." She sat up with a start and she looked down at me with a huge smile plastered on her face. "Karaoke, gisting, playing games and a couple of other things."

"Yes, we're already there, Luke. But we're not kids anymore. We have our own life. You have a girlfriend, Charles is wooing me. There's nothing to lose if we avoid each other, right? Please, Luke. So— he cut off the rest of what she had to say. "Please Athalia, even just now. When Mom and Mickaela come home, I promise I'll avoid you. But now, let me make it up to you. Let me be your Best Friend for a month while they're gone. Please, Athalia. " he said in a pleading voice. If he must kneel, he will do it so that she does not avoid him. Ath took a deep breath. "Okay. I agree, Luke. Even though I came here for work, I can't refuse you. You're still my best friend." she said. He smiled at her a

“Yeah, so... What do you do besides working at the gym and... Well, having sex with me?” I cleared my throat to keep myself from a short giggle. This was so absurd. “Well, I hang out with my friends. Sometimes we go to the movies, or we go skating or paddling.” “Paddling?” I asked, surprised. “Yes. We hire canoes at Sea Trek Kayak and go on adventures in the bay area and along the shore. It’s really fun. You should try that sometimes.” “Hm. Sounds nice.” Sarah nodded, before we got consumed by awkward silence.

I whispered, "You are so loved already, little one. You will have two extraordinary godmothers who will shape your life in the most incredible ways." The sun began to set as we made our way back to my apartment, the anticipation of an evening filled with horror movies and laughter filling the air. Natalie and Laila carried bags of snacks and drinks, ready to indulge in the ultimate movie night. As we settled onto the couch, cushions arranged in a cozy nest, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. This was the perfect way to spend an evening with my two best friends.

"Hey, Lana? I really appreciate you today. I know it was a total mess, but I’m so glad we’re in this together." I returned her smile, feeling that bond with my friend. "Anytime, Caroline. That’s what besties are for.” “Kisses, but seriously, how do you always end up with guys like…” she cut in. “Oh, come on, Lana!” “Can we just enjoy the quiet for once?”

He could tell I was anxious and honestly if he were here he would be making stupid joke and I would forget all about the lie. Just as I was about to gather my stuff my phone pings. Luke: did you know that cows have best friends. I laughed. Even miles away he still made me laugh. Me: no I did not know that Luke: They even get stressed when separated. Me: I’m stressed right now. I’m having separate anxiety :( Luke: That just means we’re basically emotional livestock support to each other then. Me: :) that’s funny. Thanks for that. Luke: You’re welcome. I got you.

“What about us? The stuff we really want to do?” I look from Zane to Trevor, who’s perched on one corner of his couch, watching me the entire time. “When do we get the chance to do the stuff we really like to do? I mean stuff like relaxing and watching the sunset, riding bikes in a park, or go paint the sunset…Anything fun that we like to do for ourselves and not the gram.” I get on my feet and look at Trevor. “The kind of stuff you like to do for yourself and not for the gram.”

She's the type who can take a dead Tuesday and flip it into a full-blown adventure. Shots. Laughter. Chaos. And that's exactly what I need. Don't get me wrong, I love my girls. Hanging out with them and their kids was fun, but I realize I need more than plastic food and Paw Patrol reruns. I need tequila. Loud music. Dancing until my feet ache. Bad decisions I'll probably regret but won't remember well enough to give a damn. That's exactly where Daisha comes in. She doesn't have a man to rush home to or kids to wrangle before sunrise.