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To make it bearable, alcohol was involved, loads and loads of alcohol. I had two best friends. One was named Anne, the other one was Faye. Anne had been in a devoted relationship for as long as any of us could remember. But Faye and I had started the sad singles club. We got together and took over each other's Tinders. "This guy asks if the carpet matches the drapes." She told me, looking positively disgusted. "Ask If his IQ matches his age." I answered. Faye was pretty, which wasn't a good thing on Tinder. Within seconds the messages started pouring in, sadly most of them were just asking for sex.

"I had also seen your posts with Cody. Haven't you outgrown him yet?" I rolled my eyes, grabbed my phone, and headed for my bedroom. "It’s a best-friends-for-life thing, mother. I could never outgrow him." "Don’t tell me you two are already having sex?" I grimaced instantly. "Ew, gross, why would you even think that?" "Come on, you are both adults. Everyone knows males and females can't stay that intertwined forever. Either you like him, he likes you, or — worst of all — you are copulating."

As she continued walking, she came across another group of friends laughing and chatting at a made-up cafe. This time, she joined them. Even the way she poised and gratefully took her sit eluded a particular charm so serene. Everything so effortlessly. Then they all began to look at her with wide eyes. "Oh my God Cindy. You smell so good!" "Oh my Cindy what brand is this?" "This has got to be the most pleasant I've ever perceived!" Different complements floated in the air. Their acting was so natural that Carlson felt really really satisfying. "And cut! That was fantastic," Director Carlson said excitedly. "Cindy! We got it!"

I just looked at him as I focused in listening to everything his mouth says. "When we were in our senior high school years, the four of us were always close. Close like those four guys we see in the anime Boys Over Flowers." "Boys Over Flowers? You mean the F4?" My forehead knotted as I asked that. Is it just me or there are four guys in their circle of friends? But why did I only met three, Kenneth, Kit and Neil? Who's the fourth one? "Gerard was the fourth one, if you're gonna ask." He chuckled.

They had a good laugh about it while they peeped on her. Funky music played from his phone reduced to a level only they could hear, Mrs. Michaels detested noise. Joan twirled around, again and again, her braids twirling with her. It was all Joan's music on his phone, she had forced it in him when she was helping him set up his new phone uuntil he ended up enjoying them; Ariana Grande, Camila Cabello, little mix, and the likes, he felt embarrassed, his male ego was ashamed of him. Joan had too much influence on him.

It feels like I got hypnotized by it the reason I proceeded to the camera app of my phone and have a selfie with him. After a few shots, he looked at those and smiled. “Next time, let’s wear the same shirt” I suddenly got nervous about it because my friends noticed it. He handed me back the phone and I continued scrolling on my F******k account while my friends are cleaning. While I am scrolling on F******k, I saw Gio scrolling on his phone as well. He's looking at his F******k stories and I saw from my peripheral vision their photo including Adem's girlfriend.

Or at least, that’s what I hope to be. As I’m unloading the van, I hear faint cries of pleasure from a woman from one of the units upstairs. I chuckle to myself, how fun it is to be young and free, something I haven’t experienced for almost a decade. To be honest, I haven’t even had sex in more than a year, and the passionate sounds of fucking was a bit of a turn on. I imagine myself going out after work with my single coworkers and bringing girls back to my fun apartment with brick walls, like the insanely hot guys from the movies. Okay, fine, maybe I’m no Liam Hemsworth.

he said with the i-know-what-you-thinking look. "But, It's ok. His other three friends are also my ideal type." "Oh please, You think I would be interested in this kind of face?" I asked while pointing at his photo. "I agree with you that his friends are an ideal type for both girls and boys, but him!?" "Hahaha, you must be joking me." She laughed. "Then let's make a bet." 'Laugh all you want when your eyes are so fixed on his photo all this time.' Shiyang thought.

Carl finally speaks, bringing my attention back to him. I stopped walking just as I was about to pass them and turned to face them. They stood on a line, Jason, their fourth friend coming to join them. They all stood inside the water, their bare chests dripping wet, their hairs smeared across their faces. While Carl was the tallest and well built among them all and unmistakably the most handsome, Don was a complete opposite. Except that he was extremely fast in running. Jason on the other hand was black haired, muscular on the right places and well built too. So far he was also the nicest of them all. Jeffrey was a red haired walking pervert who always made jokes about finding his mate.

Amanda pov My name is Amanda Dawn and I am part of the lightshade pack. Every year our alpha throws a finding your mate party and all unmated she wolfs must attend. Males from all over come to see if they can find their mate. I hate this cause ever since sixteen I haven't found my mate. I have in fact given up cause now I'm nineteen and still alone. This is so fucking boring but I comply with my mom who orders I go with her cause if not she makes my life hell.