Novel & Cerita Not Here To Make Friends Book

"Don't judge a book by its cover." "Do you want to buy or not?" "Why are your pants of fire?" I scoffed, searching through the shelves. "Because I've to be somewhere, bookworm." "Where?' "Night out with new friends." My action halted. Did he make friends? Of course, he did. He was much much much friendlier than me, and who could ignore his charming skills to please anyone? He could ignore him, his appearance demanded attention, but wasn't he too fast? I mean so far I only made one friend, Kriti. No doubt I loved having her by my side but having one friend seemed too less. I wanted more.

I just got unlucky. I could try and start a life here. Find a job, find a calling, and make friends. The only friends I had made so far were the blond bimbo Mistress Merideth and her friends. I couldn’t help but wonder if he asked her to befriend me just to rub salt in my wounds. That is totally the type of dickwad he is.

Now, perhaps there will come a time when I want to move on, but till then I am happy here. When I was younger, I always had my nose stuck in a book, and because of it I was not popular. But one day, when a new girl came into town, I finally found a friend. Since then, we have been best friends through thick and thin. Even after she found out that she was pregnant with Billy Jones’s baby.

Even though there isn't a happy ending in reality but only in fantasy yet I choose to believe and look forward to the kind of ending where Aidan and I get to share a kiss underneath the moonlight or even more like The Notebook where we get to kiss under the rain. It has crossed my mind for me to make a new list. Something not on my own but with Aidan that we can fulfil it together, more like a list to complete the journey of our life and our marriage. After everything we've been through, I think it's fair to say that my life isn't everything without the appearance and presence of my twenty-two years best friend.

I looked at her, “don’t you want and say goodbye to your friends?” She giggled, “what friends?” She rolled her eyes, “Josh, I’ve had my nose in books for the last 4 years, working very hard to get everything I needed to move on with my life, I didn’t have time to socialize, make friends with any of these people, I…” She stopped and took a breath, turning her body to me, “I’ve held on to a dream that maybe,” she bit her bottom lip and looked at the ground, “maybe you and I,” she shook her head, “never mind, come on there waiting for me.”

Ever since my best friend, Aurelia Westbrook, moved in next door, my boyfriend, Xavier Whitmore, couldn’t stop complaining about her. “She’s so completely useless,” he’d scoff. “If she doesn’t know how to cook, she should just order takeout. If she can’t figure out the washing machine, she should take her clothes to the dry cleaner. Why does she have to keep bothering you all the time?” I smiled and tried to explain. “Aurelia’s family went bankrupt. Her mother had to let all the household staff go. Normally, she doesn’t know how to do these things yet.” Xavier still wasn’t convinced. He started making bets with me every single day. “I bet that woman cuts her finger trying to cook again.”

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Not just that, but to New York, precisely. I pick up my phone to call Noah but decide against it. It will only make him worried. In his eyes, I’m working on my book in a semi-comfortable apartment in the city, and I’m going to leave it at that. Instead, I go on I*******m to text Nat. After seeing her post about what she drew, I felt embarrassed about the stick figure I drew with so much passion. “I’m so sorry once again for cutting our plans short.” I bite my lower lip and wait for her reply. She’s the only neutral friend I’ve made here—someone who isn’t involved in all the mafia drama—so I can’t afford to break the friendship before it even starts.

I realized my mistake of calling it a diary on seeing the glee appearing on his face. "Oh my God." He looked back at it in his hand and smiled, "This would be an amazing replacement for Frankenstein." "Don't you dare read it!" I walked around the table and he moved farther away from me to the door, "Give it back Nexus! It's not yours to read." If he read that book I could as well be dead. "Best friends have no boundaries and privacy from each other." He quoted, "Book of best friends, rule 89." "Where on earth is that written?" I clicked my tongue as he moved his fingers in the air and a book appeared out of thin air. He threw it at me and I caught it.

(Whoever is confused about the contents of this chapter, please go and read from the chapter 'With Friends' the chapter is after the chapter 'Breakfast and interruption'. I have edited all the short chapters and made it in satisfying length! It might not be available now but tomorrow. Please read them again tomorrow and make sense of this chapter! Thank you!)