Not Here To Make Friends Book Novels & Stories

She stuffed her skates into her locker, brought out her books, closed her locker and scanned her environment. As usual it was also crowded. Best friends talking and laughing, couples having an heated make out session in the middle of the hall way but no one seemed to actually care, everyone moving in pairs and groups. Makaila was not in that category either. She didn't have friends, more like acquaintances and it was only one person anyway. At the point, relationships were a no-no. Not when she hasn't gotten her act together.

I can’t change that the books have been dropped. “I think you should clean them.” One of her friends snaps; her voice is crazily high-pitched and very annoying. “Yeah, lick them clean.” Sapphire’s other friend agrees; I just stare at all three of them as I wait for the laughter to follow their bad joke but it never comes. I glance down at the books and slam them onto the counter. I’ll do many things but I draw the line at licking a perfectly clean and brand new book.

"I can use it. Why can you not? "If you love cleanliness so much, then flush it yourself. Scrub it yourself. "What gives you the right to order me around?" His voice was cold, stabbing into me like an awl. "Because this is my place." Dylan froze for a moment. Then his arrogance surged right back. "So what if it is your place? Aren't good friends supposed to help each other? "I am only staying here for a few days because I am down on my luck. It is not like I am living here forever."

“I’ll return it tomorrow, if you’re not reading it, of course. I looked everywhere—bookstores, websites—but it was sold out.” She said it with such regret that I laughed. “I haven’t read it yet,” I said, watching her eyes return to the page. “I didn’t know irresponsible young women enjoyed reading about…” “And I didn’t imagine old perverts read at all,” she muttered, staring at the book. “I’m not a pervert!” I replied firmly. She chuckled softly, almost mocking. “And I’m not that irresponsible. I’m just… not in a good place right now. Coming here with that friend was my only option... but never mind.”

We bought our ice cream—the same flavors, of course, and headed to the adjoining balconies where customers usually stay and have a drink or two while gazing at the night sky. As we leaned against the railings, I struggled not to be swept away by his signature fragrance—Olive and mist. Also resisting the urge to pull him closer and whisper feelings to him. Maybe—just maybe, he might reciprocate. But, on second thought, I couldn't. I didn't want to spoil our friendship; besides, I was still playing an angry best friend, yeah. "I'm sorry for not coming back after dropping Winnie off," he started, gazing at the night sky briefly before resting his gaze on me. His eyes, brown and intense.

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

"Noah, it's all my fault. I'm the one who messed up. I was such an idiot, and you ended up getting hated on for way too long because of me. But I really never meant for any of this to happen. "It was Irene—she tricked me. If it weren't for you, we'd still be best friends right now. We'd still be telling each other everything, right? Noah, please forgive me. I know I was wrong. Irene ruined my life. I'm begging you—my entire future rests on you."

"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.

She Apologized. I spent some more time before her mum came into the room telling me my time was up. I'm pretty sure Char's mum hates me cause she has this weird attitude when she answers or speaks to me. I purposely didn't want to tell you the whole forgiveness part cause it was to sweet to say. Besides I kinda hate to many sad moments. Now that my best friends matter is settled. It's time to find my true love. Say hello to my book of boys. This story is about to get hot.

Treat turn to friendship me and principal is now so friendly to each other and i don't threaten him ever again We closed i search the entire class no sign of Victor did he disappeared : Next day he is still mute Third day Fourth day Fifth day This go for a week and I have start to forget about him since he have change One day am busy packing my bag when he walk to me he wait for some minutes then he says Victor : can i walked you to the gate Wow i don't even know why am so excited ( in my mind ) Jasmine :yeah sounds great I can see happiness lighting up right on his face We are walking and I think it's time to ask the questions Jasmine: Victor Victor: yeah He face me while we're both walking