Making Friends 4 Novels & Stories

"It's alright. That's life, I guess." "Well I really hope you enjoy the summer here. America is a nice place." "Are you kidding? It's so boring because I don't have a friend. I've been here two weeks going, and I'm yet to make any friends." "You just made one." I winked my eye at him and saw the blush creep on his face. "I'm very thrilled to hear that, Zenia." It was only sensible to exchange numbers with a new friend, so we did just that.

'' Well, what is your thing then? ''Why are you talking to me?'' I asked completely and, utterly done. All I wanted was to practise in peace but noooo that was just too much to ask. ''I just wanted to be your friend,'' she said. I rolled my eyes, not like I haven't heard that one before. ''Look Mindy you seem nice and all but, I don't need nor require any more friends. Thanks but no thanks. Now excuse me while I go practice somewhere else,'' I said

She was raised with manners and she will always follow them, ''Friends,'' She breathes out, shaking hands. ''Your eyes are really pretty,'' Aidan says as he tilt his head to the side which causes Kenna to smile. ''Yours, too.'' Kenna replies and they both begin to talk about other things in which Kenna feels comfortable quite, quickly. She has never felt that way before especially with someone who had pushed her down the swing but for some reason, she feels like they'll be friends for a really long time. Both of their mothers stared at them with a smile on their faces as they get acquainted. None of them knew that, ever since that day . . . they managed to be the best of friends. It was a wo

She finishes firmly and I get a little smile on my face as she looks up at me. "You're right." I say and she nods. "It took me a long time to figure it out. I'm not as smart as you." She says with a grin. I slip my hand under the shirt she's wearing, running my fingers along the curve of her waist. "I just never cared what anyone else thought of me. I've been called a nerd and a loser my whole life. I found friends in video games and Dungeons and Dragons. People who were like me and, quite honestly, they're a lot more accepting than the rest of society. They don't care what you look like, how much money you make, how many followers you have on whatever app is most popular at the moment. All

Forgive my manners, my name is Audrey O'Connor, and I am a freshman in UCLA—we all are—me, Lislie, Liam, and two other of my female friends that you will get to meet soon. Liam had been my best friend since middle school, and we had remained buddies from then until now. Our families became closer as a result of our friendship, and people usually referred to us as siblings. My dad and his dad worked in the same company, but it was our friendship that brought them closer. Same with my mum. We usually took turns having dinner at each other's houses or went out for treats. They let us sleep over at each other's houses, go to school together, shopping, church; we did virtually everything together

Rhea squeals excitedly and grabbed me and Layla arms, dragging us towards the football field. The closer we got to the football field, the more anxious I get. We make it to the field but the crowd is so large we are far at the back with at least five rows of wolves in front of us. An older wolf stand up on a wooden platform and speaks into a megaphone not sure why as we wolves all have super hearing. "Welcome everyone, I am Leon and I'm happy to see so many new faces this year. Now this camp isn't just for finding your mate but also to make lasting friendships and connections. The wolf world work better when we all get along better".

Perhaps it's possible there will come a time when I'll think of Grant and not imagine me kicking him in the shins. I'm definitely not ready to spend significant time with him, but I envision a future where we can be in the same room. Especially if he comes along as a part of his friend group. Finding a set of four girls who aren't petty, jealous, and back stabbers is worth putting up with a bit of Grant. The door creaks open and the technician is back before I realize twenty minutes has passed. It took me longer than it should to work through those emotions and accept four people in my life as friends. Is Drew right and I need to loosen up a bit?

I said through gritted teeth. “I’m sorry bro.” Mark said as he jumped on the bed and settled beside me. “It’s just strange because you like a lot of girls!” “Well this one is different. I really like her and I feel a lot for her.” I defended. “Say what now?” Mark said confused. “She’s just so different okay? She’s beautiful and kind and she has the most gorgeous eyes.” I said letting myself sink in the memory of her. Again my friends exchanged a look but this time around, they did not laugh.

Angel says, elbowing him to cheer him up, "Maybe we can find another set of best friends and fuck them at the same time again." "I fear that was a one in a lifetime type of luck," Eros laughs and lifts his fist so Angel can bump it. I just stare at them with my mouth hanging open, "What? You've never had a foursome with a friend?" "No," I spit out, looking from Angel to Eros a few times, "When did that happen? And why? How?"

He's telling me his story. "You don't need a lot of friends. It may look fun having a lot of friends. But, believe me, you will be more happy to have a few circles. Fun is different from happiness." "That's why I want to be friends with you. I also want to have a girlfriend. What I mean is, a female friend." "I'm a gamma. So why me? "