Quotes About Fake Friends Novels & Stories

"But I don't even know her, and as I said, I don't get paid for that kind of thing." "Oh, yes, you know her very well," he smiles. "How? Who is she?" "You," he responds casually. My eyebrows raise in surprise. "You, Miss Turner, will be my fake girlfriend." Just when I thought I had fought off my nerves, they return, this time more violently. I tense up and sigh shakily, unable to ask the question I wanted to ask. Is he playing a joke on me?

Well, we don't know what's on people's minds right now and it's hard to check who is being real and who is fake. "Anyway ..." I looked at her again when she spoke. "You're friends with Patry, right? Good thing that his friends are so kind too. You're also his sister's best friend so I'm reassured that he also has a circle of friends who are kind and don't just pretend." I couldn't help but ask. "Why do you say that?" She smiled broadly and applauded. "I really like him!" It seems that my world crashed when she said that.

I know you're going to therapy, it'll do you a lot of good, but maybe you'll gain more confidence with a friend. The fact that she calls herself my friend amuses me. At this point in life I have learned not to have friends because I have never been able to make them and when they did stick a full-fledged dagger in the middle of my entrails. I don't have friends or friends and I don't plan to have them again. I can get along with some but that's it.

He was clearly avoiding the question. So suspicious!?!?!? “I don’t know,” I shrugged, “I didn’t invite it.” “You did,” He disagreed. “Excuse me?” I was offended. “Why would you hire junkies to pretend to be your friends?” He stared at me and I looked away. “What else was I supposed to do?” “Have real friends maybe?” I rolled my eyes, “Having friends require a lot of time,” I said firmly, then paused, “And I’m not a genius…,” I looked down as my voice softened, “I need more time to study so I can stay at the top.”

“You might want to hold off on telling everyone how nice you are. Once they find out—and they will, they’ll take that niceness of yours and use it against you.” “How else will I make friends around here?” I questioned, placing the balled-up cupcake wrapper on the edge of my tray. The girl simply stared at me; her eyes framed by dark liner that somehow made her gaze even more piercing. “You don’t make friends around here, and on the off chance you think you have, you better run in the opposite direction. That saying about keeping your enemies close…where do you think that originated from?” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"That is the problem. He seems like a nice guy but I think he is a little fake." "Fake?", Sophie repeated. "How?" "He looks and smiles gently but I still don't like him, never did. I always felt that his gentility was a mask" "Selena, that's enough! Just because you think he is fake doesn't necessarily mean he is. I mean who doesn't wear a mask nowadays. As long he does nothing bad to me and the people around me, he will always be my friend." Selena rolled her eyes at her. "Just forget it. We already had this conversation multiple times already. I would not have this conversation again. I am going upstairs to change, he might be arriving any moment from now"

“I remember you, but you weren’t there for more than 5, maybe 10, minutes before all of you left your very drunk friend alone with two men you didn’t even know.” He tilts his head up and taps his chin with his finger. “Hmmm…. I don’t think that is how a loyal friend behaves. Now, if you are talking about a backstabbing fake friend, that is exactly how you would behave. I wonder which one you are.” Oh, yes.

To a passerby it might appear we are friends. “Because I’m not a side piece. I’m the real deal. I have his heart. I will take care of him. We are really in love, not the fake for social media obsession he shows for you. We have the moment of quiet. Why can’t you see you are nothing anymore?”

Her love — a theatre, her soul — a stage, and I, the fool who thought it was friendship. Now I sip my tea with quiet grace, for I have learned — not all enemies wear frowns. Some wear my perfume, and borrow my smile. Such is the life of a fake friend. Beware!

"So,anyway did you find what you were looking for?" With the tone of voice she was using,I knew she was referring to something else and I decided to answer honestly and spice some things up. "Actually,no I didn't. Seems like the guy is just a big fat liar after all. God I really hope I don't have more friends that are like that. I can't be having fake friends around me only. I think I am going to cut him off,the same way I would do it to any more fake friends I find out about in the future."