Strange Friends Novels & Stories

"It is." "I hope you don't mind. A friend of mine will be joining us." My heart lurches suddenly. "Oh." Is all I say. Before I can ask who the friend is, the door to the coffee shop opens. Two people step in. Nick, and one other stranger I don't know. The stranger sees us and waves at Caesar, walking towards our booth, while Nick discreetly takes a seat across from us. My paranoia is in full mode right now, and my instinct tells me something will happen soon.

“You’re the one who’s been strange. You ditch us when you don’t need us. You don’t even respond to our messages anymore.” I looked at Agatha again, hoping she would deny it. But she said nothing. “I’ve just… been going through a lot. You guys are my best friends. My buddies,” I said quietly. Linda snorted. “Buddies?” she repeated. “Best friends stick around through good and bad. They defend each other. They show up. You avoid us if we embarrass you or don’t fit your perfect image.” “Sometimes,” Ryan added, his voice low, “we wonder why you even call us best friends.”

***** We all settled for the next period that I was already not interested in when the homeroom teacher walked in with a stranger trailing behind. “Hello Class, welcome your new colleague”, he announced, giving the floor to the new puppy looking student “Hello everyone, I am Oliver Scott”, he introduced as his shiny eyes scanned everywhere till it got to me and he locked eyes with me. Nothing about him was my cup of tea but I could swear that his eyes kept drawing me in. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. “Who is this mysterious stranger?”, I thought to myself as I folded my hands across my chest.

Umay. "Can I be your friend?" he suddenly said. My eyebrows crossed and left in front of him. Friend? Do I need that? He followed me so I sped up my walk even more. I know it's very handsome and white. Tall and narrow. But even though I'm attracted to people like him, I still don't want to. That said. Don't talk to strangers. I don't want to trust. Especially now, Alex is not here with me. It's in the US. So I'm sad. "Hey, just making friends." he complained. I look at him with annoyance. I was irritated. I ignored him and rode the tricycle out of there. There are so many things he can trip over, I was actually approached. Thank you Tomorrow...

They were all that I have ever known. I paused for a moment, considering a small photo frame on my nightstand. It was a picture of me, Lillie, and Elena during one of our adventures. It was the last one that we took together with our families, knowing about our friendship. I never understood what changed so much with all our families. They used to be fine with us being friends when we were kids, but the older we got, the more they kept us apart, telling us that we were too different and our kinds should never mix. I remember the first time they tried to keep us apart. I was only 12, and I was so excited to be going to see them, but as I walked out into the dining room to tell my parents wher

On a normal school day with no exams lurking around, she would have busier herself with filling her ears with the latest gist going around school, Sisi was always there to inform; either the latest couples or the latest cheats or who got preggy or had an abortion or who lost her virginity or passed out on the streets the last Friday night party… there was always something to talk about. “Joan!” She turned around, recognizing the voice, Selena, Keisha and Sisi were running towards her. She waited until they got close to her before inquiring into what made them so breathless. “No school.” Selena panted out, falling to the ground at her feet, Sisi and Keisha followed. “And…” she probed. “What?”

It almost exploded with excessive beating that was not normal. "I'm sorry..." I was the only one to broke the silence that prevailed for the moment. "I forgot to buy groceries. I often eat outside with Siena, my best friend and I don't have time to buy either that's why I'm nothing here, I just don't realize it."

she murmurs, her voice sweet, "And I know you'll be in trouble with Devil when we get back. She really hates it when people don't do what she says… she also hates when her boyfriend takes her best friend to go off alone for hours and do god knows what.” "You're not really her best friend, dumbass. She hates you," I laugh, throwing away the gauze and crossing my arms. There's something really weird about this woman. "She doesn't hate me. She loves me,” she assures, "We're just... a different kind of friends. You may not understand because you haven't grown up with us, but this friendship that seems so weird and so unnatural to everyone is as normal to us as breathing. Daring each other, fight

It definitely had to be from somewhere or something important, after all, he's been ignoring a few calls since made that post. "You did well," a voice on the other end said. "But don't bother with any investigation. You'll definitely be watched by some sort of enemies from now on or whoever is probably against your girlfriend. Also, for now, we won't be meeting." Edward's mind was in a bit of confusion as he tried to make sense of the cryptic message. "Enemies"? "Yes." Edward breathed out a sigh with some many things on his mind. This stranger he had met yesterday that refused to even mention his name seems to be so weird and strange and Edward could not help wondering what the reason for th

Not to mention Stephen babysitting their baby while talking to the male friends. "I thought my best friends were weird. But yours are even … oh, I don't know how to describe them. Oopsies, I just sounded judgmental, didn't I?" Annaliese giggled as she realized how she reacted toward them. "But well, they're very kind, just like Gerard and Beatrice. They can be crazy but also the best of friends you could ever ask for. I guess these kinds of people are ones who make life … life." William agreed with a nod. "Right. Wanna grab another drink?" he offered when he saw Annaliese’s empty cup.