The Friend Group Novels & Stories

de Luca, but because they see me as Hope, the girl who loves ballet and wishes to dance for many people. Our friendship is based on who we are, and if any of us are chosen, I'm sure we'll cheer, but we'll also be heartbroken to lose one of our friends. We've grown up together since elementary school, as they are all daughters of important people here in the capital, from politicians to celebrities.

From the looks of things so far everything was going smoothly but I still couldn't shake the intense feeling of loss, I still felt like I was forgetting something very important. “Your friend, Avery was it?” I asked Angie as we came down from the car. “Yes, Avery,” Angie said, giving me a suspicious look. “Tell me about her,” I asked, feeling a need to know more about the lady I seemed to have a deep longing for. “I don't know too much, I know she is a Gamma and an orphan. She works to support herself, money is kind of tight.” She said carelessly, I could tell she wasn't saying everything but it didn't matter, I had my ways.

I stood at the back of the hall, caught in the delicate balance between presence and absence, a living statue carved from the weariness of the weeks past. On my right, Jake's familiar warmth provided a comforting anchor. On my left, Rykor's quiet presence was a testament to solidarity. Yet, it was the empty space where Lily should be that tugged at the edges of my consciousness—a reminder of friendship's fragile, irreplaceable bonds left unfulfilled.

Sasha continued, desperate for something to say in order to fill up the silence, "I don’t think I've ever met anyone like her… she's the only one I can call a friend." "Ouch" Kaleb said, clutching his chest playfully, "You are saying you don't consider me a friend? Such a hurtful thing to say, doll face. You wound me!" Sasha punched him playfully, "Stop calling me, doll face. And you know what I meant. Besides, it's the truth. We have never been friends… Why do you suddenly care about that now?" He turned to face her fully, and Sasha held her breath. "Change is a part of life, is it not?" he asked, then continued without waiting for her to reply, "In fact, some people say it's constant. We w

It's just that they have this way of being with each other, they argue, take the mick and make up, all in the matter of a few minutes and again, there's so many of them. I have one friend and even though I've known her pretty much since the beginning of school, our friendship is very different from theirs. It's more of a comfortable companionship, I'd do anything for her and I know she'd do the same, but this lot almost feel like… I can't quite explain it, I don't want to say they're like a gang, maybe more like they're more family than friends, like there's nothing that could get between them and if I really want to be with Billy, I have to get the approval from them all. Did I mention ther

"I swear, I will make this up to you—" "Like I said," Jamie interjected, "I expect you repay the favour if I'm ever in need, but aside from that, it's fine. Friends help each other, right?" "Right," Adam nodded. Now he understood. Jamie wanted to be a part of his friendship group. Since Adam scared his only friends away back in the seventh grade, Jamie hadn't had anyone since he'd let the boy take Ste's place in his little gang of delinquents. It made sense that he'd want to cling to them, even after everything that had happened. "We're mates."

It was nerve wracking sometimes to add another person to a friend group that had already adjusted and created its own fragile ecosystem. "Erin," Myalin said, patting her on the knee. "I didn't realize you were a baseball fan. I know a guy who happens to also be my brother who is single and also loves baseball. I can give him your number if you want to give it a try." Erin blushed. "I don't know. I've been—" "She would love that!" Maggie answered for her. I smiled. Seeing these three girls cheer and laugh and gossip together really made me feel like I was in the right place. I felt supported and loved by each of them.

always acting thoughtlessly before considering the other person’s feelings. “He’s just a friend,” is the reply I give to his question, probably unconvincingly. Well, it’s not completely a lie. We are friends; it's not like he's my boyfriend or anything. Before I know it, we’re already at the top of the third flight of stairs. The night we had felt like a mediocre date, ending in the guy walking me to my door with hopes of coming inside. The sexual attraction certainly was there, although mentally it felt like we were not on the same page. Suddenly I feel nervous.

"I know babe. And that's why you are my best friend." "What about me?", Aiden, Anthony and Adam said at the same time. "You guys too. I can't think of having any other friends apart from you guys. You guys are amazing. I love you guys. I really do." "Aw. That's so sweet", Aiden said. "Group hug!" We all pulled ourselves into a hug including Mel. 'I never thought I would have a friend not to talk of friends. You guys are awesome' Mel signalled and I translation it to them.

And so she said, “Zeth, people have various definitions about a friend and it all based on their experiences. To me, friends rather ‘True Friends’ are those people you wholeheartedly care. Never leave you behind whatever may happen. Up or down they are the people who will forever be your helping and supporting hand till you grow old. Friends are your companions to life.”