Quotes About Fake Friends の小説・ストーリー

" I asked in a tone of disbelief before I burst into laughter and laughed my heart out. Right now, I am completely laughing to hide to pain but she doesn't know it. * Fake it until you make it* that is my motto when it comes to these kind of situations, making people believe the opposite of what is true, what everybody know it is true. I never thought I will have to do this to my best friend but I have to, I have to protect her. Even if it is to hurt her right this moment.

“Hello everyone…” “Tamika…” they said with their annoying smiles as I embraced them. I felt like I hurriedly needed to get it all over with as soon as I could. There were a lot of things that I needed to get to and I didn't have time to waste around fake friends that didn't do me any good. I felt like I was wasting my time hanging around them there. “You're looking good…” they all attempted to have me flattered with their comments that I didn't understand. Like I didn't just how good I looked before then.

“Wait, what?” “I’m not saying you’re faking,” she added quickly, like someone who definitely was saying exactly that. “But think about it, okay? What if—just what if—you told Lucian a long time ago about our past conversations, our inside jokes, our projects, and then boom...he starts feeding you that information to help ‘update’ your memory?” I blinked, amused. She continued, “Then you come in here all confident, and we’re supposed to just go, ‘Oh, look! She remembers everything!’ I’m just saying… I’d be a bad friend if I didn’t check.”

I say confidently as I raise my glass up at Jack's, awaiting for him to clink his glass with mine. I'm just praying that Luca doesn't text me again, especially not while Jack has my phone. "Fuck Jo. She's not a real friend to you." He says causing me to roll my eyes. Jack finally bring his glass up to meet mine before downing the liquid substance, having me do the same. "I'm being serious, don't roll your eyes at me." He says as he finishes taking his shot "Okay, then tell me what makes her such a fake friend to me?" I question, playing into his logic.

Another lady said, filling in for her role. With this statement, Clara woke up from her dream of having a lot of friends and she started noticing that the people around her were not being sincere. Their smiles were all fake. They never wanted to befriend them at first, it was all a charade they made up just to mock and laugh at her. "Sorry, I just remembered that I needed to be somewhere. I am really sorry"she apologized, trying to leave the presence of these stupid people, but who is she kidding? Will they let her go?

"What did it matter? Nothing any of us could do, really. But I think I decided then that I don't have time for bullshit, you know? Small talk, telling white lies, not being honest with people about how I feel ...not being real. Life's too short for us to be phony or waste time, right? Anyway, that's what I took away from it. Appreciate every day and keep it real." Quinn rubbed my arm with her cheek. "Sometimes I forget how smart you are, Nate. Yeah, you're right. Appreciate and keep it real." She swiped at her eyes with her fingers and then rose to kiss my cheek. "Thank you for being my best friend. I know I leaned on Leo this summer, but I don't know what I would've done without you. And I'

I can't deny the fact that I have not fully gotten over my feelings for him, but I hope to soon enough. " Umm, do you want to talk about it?" I asked a little bit bothered he had a rough past. "Nope. Just a tip or advice will be okay", he replied smiling faintly. " You know in life, you pass through different stages. A life with people who cares about you, while some fake it. Some people are there when you have it all, but once you lag a little, they are gone like dust particles in the air. That should not stop you from believing in people or making the right kind of friends", I explained and he pulled me into a hug.

“I get that. I’m in business. Numbers don’t lie but they also don’t care if you’re tired.” We kept talking like that. Jokes flying around the table. Ryan teased Jace about being soft lately. Cole and I bonded over how annoying group projects were. Jace’s hand brushed mine under the table a couple times. Not on purpose but it stayed there longer the second time. At one point Ryan raised his glass. “To fake relationships that look better than most real ones.” I choked on my drink. Jace shot him a look but he was smiling. “Shut up, man,” Jace said, but there was no heat in it.

I explained, and this time his big brown eyes come to meet mine, offering me a small nod. “Yeah, I guess I get that.” He smiled. “So what else did I do seeing as you seem to have turned me into some serious romantic love-sick fool?” And there we lay for I don’t know how long discussing all the things we could explain with regards to out past together if anybody were to ask us. Some we were able to intermingle the truth of our friendship, others were well and truly imaginary, which we had fun creating. There had been so much laughter, and smiles as we lay side by side chatting about everything under the sun, building this oddly fake relationship we needed to make everyone else believe. Yet, b

“Like what?” “Yeah, right. Not gonna reveal my secrets.” I told her with a grin. “Glad to see you are in a better mood. That other boy have anything to do with that?” “Fake it until you make it, right? And, no, he’s nothing more than a friend. Now or ever. I’m processing it and some of it is not making sense so I am not overthinking it right now and like my friend Kyle suggested, if he wants to talk then listen and then decide.”