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It wasn’t just the sex she missed from her life at the club, because God knows all of it wasn’t that fan-fuckin-tastic, but it was more of the companionship. Even though Ebony was a bitch, difficult at times, she had been Amber’s bitch, her best friend. She missed their late night chats over even dumb ass things like who had the bigger dick between Godzilla and King Kong. Just sending her friend photo-shopped pictures and texts, wasn’t the same thing. It was a cheap ass substitute for sure.

Pendwick’s face falls completely here. “But Ana, I..” Pendwick touches his chest, pointing to the center. “You aren’t hearing what I’m trying to,” “But I did read it once,” I continue.“ that it’s not the amount of friends, it’s the quality.” And with friends like Pendwick, I smile, nodding to myself. “ I can count myself blessed, then, to have such a friend as you.” “Ana, that-” Pendwick’s shoulders fall completely at my words. “But I don’t…”

Just then I turned my attention back to Kiara, " Relax, I just meant it in a platonic way. People of the opposite sex can be in a platonic relationship,'' Platonic, huh. I've never heard a word more than this very moment. Kiara mumbled something about not being smart. She did that too often for my liking. It was okay to be self-deprecating on various occasions but when it was a frequent occurrence I would not stand for it. I reprimanded her behaviour and she told me I reminded her of a friend named Marsha. She seemed to be making more friends, friends that I had not met yet. Either way, I'm inclined to like this Marsha, however, because she also discouraged Kiki's bad habit.

“They sound fun.” “They are,” I say, which is apparently the wrong answer. Jordan’s whole body snaps upright. “Sorry, run that back? They are? As in plural? As in more than one fun? As in multiple people entertained you today?” I stare at him. “Are you okay?” “No,” Jordan says immediately. “Absolutely not. I’m your main queer friend. I built this position from the ground up. I earned this. And now you’re telling me the Queer Avengers assembled the moment you showed up and you just slotted in? Like a puzzle piece?”

With that, I looped my arm around Gerald's waist and Trevor halted his steps instantly. Surprise flared in Gerald's eyes as I placed my legs between his thighs and leaned against him, silently willing him to go out for a long pass. "Now that it has gotten to this point, I don't have to hide the fact that I'm also sleeping with my best friend. Now, let's get the rejection over and done with!" Claudia let out a peal of unhinged laughter. "You're sleeping with your janitor best friend? How low can you stoop, Beth?"

So we are intimate family friends. But then, Monica fell in love with me. She told me and she made it very obvious infact, everyone knows she likes me and they all want me to do is reciprocate but unfortunately, the feeling isn't mutual and I just can't force it.. I feel we're better together as friends or best friends. But we are not even cool as friends because of her sassy behavior, talk more of she being my girlfriend. Oh luckily for me, I didn't loose my appetite even after she provoked me.I I was very hungry, so little did I worry about what Monica said or how she walked out of our slight quarrel.

Mandy complained. “Tresh is a friend, that’s all. The sooner you accept that, the better. Lucas is not a weirdo, he is a kind man who sacrifices a lot for the well-being of others!” Amaya snapped at her friend. “Now excuse me, I have to get dressed for Lucas’ philanthropist awards” she added, heading to her bedroom to get dressed.

Marl stood up alertly and grabbed my arm, stopping me from speaking. Well, I don’t have a heart of stone to say bad things about my friend. I just wanted to remind her that I’m not a homewrecker. I’m her friend. And I’m not her enemy here. I sighed heavily and shrugged. “I don’t intend to take what you have, Michaela. Yours is yours. We’re friends. We’re on the same side. Always remember that, okay?” I hugged her. “I’m really sorry, Akemi,” she cried. “S-sorry… S-sorry talaga…”

The distance made me realize that my heart has grown fonder of him. But the point remained that I was his best friend. No matter how special he said I was, he would never see me as a potential date material. I pondered over these as I sat in Evie's car, on my way home. First day in college was fun, but let's cut to the chase; things weren't going to be the same anymore. I was looking at the way college girls flocked around him, just like high school. I couldn't help the jealousy that enveloped me. He was supposed to drive me home today as promised, but he bailed out because he had a date, with this freshman that was as 'hot as fuck' as he described. Exactly why I said I would never be more t

She licked my hand as I smiled at her, "Did I go too far, Amiga? Did I do the wrong thing?" "I mean of course I did, she ran out of my apartment for god's sake." "But what did I do to make Sahana react in that way? I just said I hoped we would become friends. Is that bad?" Amiga continued to lick my hand as if she was bathing me, as I went on, "She's really getting into my head, and I hate it!!" "I shouldn't be thinking about other girls right after a breakup?! I am supposed to be crying and watching romcoms while dipping the biggest spoon I own, into a tub of ice cream!!?"