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Almost. “So? Isn’t it unprofessional of you to bring up your personal affairs here?” She shakes her head, clicking her tongue in amusement. “Not with my best friend, right?” Her eyes flicker to me, a mocking smile playing at the corner of her lips. “I mean, since you look so much like her, and she used to be my best friend before her death—” she adds a fake sob, dramatically, “—may her soul rest in peace. Then we can equally be best friends too.”

I can't believe we are arguing over a missed path. "I don't see any notes." She bluntly said then continued her food. I smiled. Ohh, my best friend is jealous. I go beside her and hug her. "Ohhh, my Kyla is jealous. I'm sorryyyyy." "Whatever Shayana." Hahaha. She is so cute. "I'm sorry. But Kyla, you are my best friend. No one could replace you. Stop being so overly sensitive hahaha." She looks at me. "Is that true?" I nodded at her while smiling.

Hyang says sarcastically, trying to hide her true feelings. "I enjoy being with you as well... That is also the first time I have felt like I have a true friend. As you can see, my classmate is a hypocrite. I was constantly encountering this type of fake friendship between girls. They'd say something nice in front of you, but then trash you when you weren't looking...." Sun Bin remember of a previous friendship she had at her previous school.

"She's in my room" The two friends leave the sitting room to have a talk with her "at least she wouldn't act the same way toward us right? She will open the door today and explained why she was treating our friend this bad since yesterday night. More over, no one false her into this marriage, if she wasn't interested from the start,she could have just said it,instead of making my friend miserable " Qasim said annoyingly as Abubakar only glance at him for few seconds and shook his head.

Shіt, ѕhе іѕ a fіrесrасkеr. We рlауеd a gаmе and ѕhе royally ѕtоmреd thе ѕhіt оut оf mе. I got еxасtlу 1 ball in аnd I'm nоt bаd. Shе is fucking рhеnоmеnаl. Although, in mу dеfеnѕе, I muѕt say that mу head wаѕn't еntіrеlу in the gаmе. Shе kерt bеndіng оvеr to shoot, аllоwіng me tо see dоwn thаt bеаutіful chest and thе cleavage оf thоѕе реrkу brеаѕtѕ. I caught a glimpse оf a whіtе brа hоldіng them іn place. I wоuld hаvе given аnуthіng tо be thаt brа.

Mia The day after I told Ava the truth, I couldn't get out of bed. I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, replaying the moment over and over. Her face when I said the words. The way her voice cracked when she said, "You're my best friend." The sound of her footsteps as she walked away from me in the hallway. I'd imagined this moment a hundred times. In my worst nightmares, she screamed at me, threw things, told me she wished I was dead. In my more hopeful fantasies, she cried, and I cried, and somehow, impossibly, she forgave me.

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

“Wait, Ari. I’m your ride, so let me drop you off.” I scoffed as I shook her hand off, then I shoved at her chest, hurt licking up my insides. Tonight, I also realized that my best friend was never real to me. “Don’t bother, go back in and keep laughing with those guys! How could you sit there and laugh while I was being humiliated by over twenty people? And we’re bestfriends? You couldn’t defend me once?” I demanded, my voice breaking at the end, cause now all the emotions was fully swamping my insides and tonight has certainly been a lot.

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re my best friend or his.” “I don’t care what you think,” she said, waving her hand like shooing a fly. “I want the best for my bestie, and if it’s not him, no one else can measure up. Period.” I shook my head at her confidence. “Come on. There are over a billion men in the world…” She didn’t even let me finish. “And there’s only one Michael Gray who loves you shamelessly and would do anything for you,” she said firmly, her voice loud and annoyingly sure.

“Well, no. I'm doing this for me, too. For Megan, Vivian, you and every other lower class out there. I'm doing this for all of us.“ Silence grew between us for a moment. Then she huffed. “I'm so unfortunate to have the girl with the most unrealistic dreams as a best friend. But the crazy thing is that I wanna be unfortunate forever if that means being her best-friend.“ I couldn't help the tears that welled up my eyes to see that someone actually had my back despite how unrealistic my dreams were.