The Beginning And The Friend Novels & Stories

Andre easily charms her because she grabs his hand and they both go down. Layla shakes her head while staring at the two. "I swear every time we come to one of these she always abandons me." She picks up her drink and takes a sip. "She's still your friend?" "Yes she's still my friend, she's been there for me since day 1, the first day of kindergarten a boy was pulling on my hair and she sucker punched him in the face. We've been close ever since." She finished on a laugh, her eyes twinkling from the lights in the club.

I want to be friends with you" " Fine" " Fine? So that means we're friends already? "Not really close friends. We're just , just friends" "What's just, just friends? "Friends, normal friends... Beginners" "What? Matteo chuckled. "What's funny? " You're funny Missy" " I am" " Yes. Beginner friends, crazy. Fine, I'm okay with it. So what comes with beginner's package? "A few things though" "A few things like what? " Getting to know each other"

Selena rolled her eyes, then smiled again, "What a coincidence! I'm also a senior in the Faculty of Information Technology." That was the story! Just like that, Katie and Selena officially became two inseparable friends. Even if Katie called Selena by “sister”, she never addressed herself as a sister to Katie. Later, feeling that this kind of conversation starter was a bit odd and forced, Katie insisted on changing how they should call each other as Selena always wanted. As she walked down the stairs, Katie walked rather quickly, not carefully bumping into a person. The other was a young man, quite naïve, who seemed to be a new student.

The New Beginning Atasha A new beginning doesn't mean you change the location. It means you change how you move through the space. It was 7:15 PM on a crisp Friday evening, precisely three weeks after the midnight storm that shattered Project Delta for good. The neon amber and white lights of Bonifacio Global City were gleaming across the high-rises, looking exactly like they always did, but the atmospheric pressure inside my chest was completely different. The steel wire was gone. The suffocation had ended.

My phone buzzed against my fingers in my pocket and when I finally realized what was going on, I pulled it out to speak to my best friend. “What’s going on down there?” I asked by way of greeting. There was a lot of background noise on Craig’s end. Banging and buzzing and grinding. The sounds muffled and I knew he had sought refuge somewhere less noisy. “We’re hard at work, as you can hear.”

Your faithfully, The Friend

Care. "I thought…you could use a friend, just about now."

My only friend… my last hope. __________

"You've been a true friend." The room, now populated by the presence of loved ones, held a poignant stillness—a moment where words weren't merely spoken but felt. Abigail's arrival, marked by compassion and a shared history, became a silent testament to the strength of their friendship. In that quiet exchange, as Abigail and Sophia shared a glance that spoke volumes, the room transformed into a sanctuary where the threads of connection were woven tighter, offering solace and support in the face of the inevitable.

Stopping meant that my mind would have to work and that would mean thinking about Isabella and my family that I had left back in Fort Haven, Los Angeles. “You’ve been more of a distraction for the past fifteen minutes. You’re the one who’s going to get me killed, because with your yapping, I might drop the barbell on myself.” I said breathlessly. “That means I’ll be doing you a favor and helping you get there faster.” Phil said with a shrug. Phil is my closest friend and teammate here and he’s the only one who knows that I haven’t left the private gym room since my arrival. He’s the only one who knows that I’m having a hard time even though he doesn’t know what exactly is wrong.