My Brilliant Friend Novels & Stories

I walk to the couch and let my body sink into it, closing my eyes as I bask in the relief of finally sitting down. My phone’s buzzing snaps my eyes open and I groan before I pull it out from my bag. My face lights up when I see the name and I quickly pick it. “You won't believe what just happened." I hear a sniff from the other end, like she's been crying. And one thing about my best friend : She doesn't cry. In her words “Mafia Princesses Don't Cry, They Make People Cry." I perk up in my seat, my brows scrunched. "What happened? Why’re you crying Brit?”

Notes he highlighted just so I am not lost with the topic. Oh crap, a realization finally dawns in me. My best friend is a freaking Math whiz in Freedomville. My “boyfriend” got straight As from school—according to Yu. And my former bully turned friend and now turned…err… admirer is an ace student in our senior year. I heave a sigh and Luca quickly comments on it. “You don’t have to worry about it, Nina. I don’t mind if you want to keep in touch with Anton after this.”

I acted in awe. "Yes, they are miss," "I was thinking your staff was just being rude to a random man" "No, they usually have heated arguments like this. We don't know what this man is to Elliot exactly but one thing I know for sure is Elliot dislikes him" "That's sad, anyway thank you. I was concerned that an old man was getting smashed verbally by one of your people. What is your name?" "Haha…haa, it's nothing like that. My name is Bright"

But this time is different. Without causing any eyebrows or suspicious in my surrounding I wear my brightest smile ever. ( Good the brought it, except for one of my best friends) I let out a sigh... I felt my phone buzzed in my hand, no one heard it. ( Good) * Group Chat* (Jayden) Why were you smiling so brightly day? ( Bree) Yeah? ( Amanda) I want to know? ( Lillian) I will tell you guys later. I Promise. ( Jayden) you better do.

Humph! My phone had been ringing for a while now, but i was so lost in my own world so I didn't notice. Finally, i jolted back to reality and found out it was still ringing. It was my best friend, Stacey Obong. ' Hello Stacey..' ' Girl, where the hell have you been? I've been calling you since like forever.' Stacey said screaming at the top of her lungs. I chuckled at her childish behavior. ' I'm sorry. I've been kind of busy.'

''Do tell because I think that I deserve to know,'' I join him, chuckling. ''So . . . you still remember about it, right? The design, the shape with our names on it, the colour?'' He raises an eyebrow, making me furrow mine. ''Well . . . the colour was the reason.'' Our friendship bracelet was beyond cute. It was perfect. Most of the girls at my school had cute matching bracelets with their best friends when I was left with none because apparently, my best friend is a guy . . . but that didn't stop me.

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Regardless of that, it would be mean to ignore the people around me after joining them willingly. "Sorry. I'm a little absent minded," I said with an apologetic smile. Jamie's friend beamed. "Don't apologize. I bet that you're stressed from all the school work." "Any more work and our brains will explode," Nat commented with an eye roll. "I hope that my brain explodes on Mr. Chris and he should get stabbed by an F. It'll show him that my genius is worth more than he gives me credit for. Well, if he gave me credits. That asshole," Adam grumbled earning smiles and laughter from everyone but Jamie, who kept his concerned eyes on me.

The one named Max gives his friend a confused look, his brows furrowing. "What do you mean?" His friend grins, clearly entertained by whatever stupid realization he’s having. "That’s Blaze. You know—the Blaze? The one you’ve been pissing yourself over for years." Max freezes. His mouth hangs open for a second like a fish out of water, then snaps shut. His eyes widen, and he suddenly looks less like an entitled punk and more like a kid caught stealing cookies from the jar. "Wait," he stutters, glancing back at me like he can’t believe it. "You’re—you're Blaze? That Blaze?"

I said to him smirking “Why do you say that?” “Nothing, just for you to have that at the back of your mind” “They are not close to my friends” He boasted “I wish you luck then” I smiled, “You haven't told me who's the smartest yet” “Well that's an assignment, since you said my friends are nothing close to your friends, maybe you should try finding out who's the smartest, I'd like to see you try” “You sound like they would win against me and my friends in a war”