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However, it would be nice if the friends I used to have would respond to the messages I’ve sent them. I’m not mad about it. I wouldn’t know what to say or how to act around me if I were them. Even so, I wouldn’t avoid a friend I’ve had for years for no reason. It’s okay, though, because I still have Lex. And Luca. Something happens to my stomach the second the image of Luca passes through my mind. That’s new. Not necessarily the feeling, but the person it is directed at. Luca and I are barely friends again and now my body is reacting to the mere thought of him? No.

MEADOWS “Have you lost your mind, Meadows?” Serenity gasped, her face pixelating slightly on my MacBook screen as I held up the lingerie. “What? Isn’t it hot enough?” “Hot enough for what? A night with William?” Her voice dripped with disbelief. I tossed the lingerie on the bed, frowning. Why was she acting like it was such a big deal? She does it almost all the time. If there's anyone more horny than Cody, it's her. God, how did I even become friends with these people?

I just shrug and walk towards the laundry room, snatching the detergent that's mine off of the machine. "Really? The food and toilet paper wasn't enough?" Izzy shouts at my retreating form. "I'm sure you wouldn't want to use a bitch's things! You might get some bitch-nism on you!" I yell back. "You had better hope Quinn is yours more than Brad was. I'd hate for the same thing to happen with him!" She shouts and I stare at her for a minute, trying to figure out why I was ever friends with her in the first place.

"Lisa is just a friend, nothing more. I was with her to make you jealous, to make you aware of my presence.? At that moment, the man before me felt utterly unfamiliar. I wasn’t stupid. Lisa was all over him in class, hugging, cuddling, even kissing him. How could they just be friends? “Lisa isn't your first female friend, is she?” I asked. “You used to send tons of messages to someone you nicknamed 'sophomore sister,' sharing music, sharing favorite movies. Once, when you were picking me up after class, she asked where you were going, and you said to pick up your girlfriend. She sent you a pouting emoji, and you replied with a hug emoji. I didn't mean to snoop through your phone. It's just t

he replied with a smile. "But it's my name, not his." "No one dares call your friends by their first names, you know," he said. "Everyone calls him Peyt. Or Peyton. Or simply Day, no mister." As I spoke, I realized he'd said friends. Plural. "Actually, I meant your other new friends," he remarked. No doubt, he was referring to Sara Reign and Jane Carlisle. Wow, he thought I was friends with the Alpha and Beta's mates? My head swelled. I was about to be modest and deny his words when Mrs Compton appeared.

"You're Ophelia, right? I still remember you. You were famous for being the dance queen at college." I was caught off guard and quickly waved my hands. "Thank you, but that title's a bit much. It was just a nickname they'd used for fun." I thought they'd change the subject, but Lucia clearly had no intention of letting me off easily. "I'm not exaggerating at all. So many he-wolves on the team used to say you were their dream she-wolf. Back then, they were all lining up to confess to you." Before I could say anything, Lucia playfully nudged Yuri's arm. "You two were childhood friends. How did sparks never fly between you? I remember how you two were always stuck together back in college. Ever

"And I'm your friend. I don't like when my friends are upset." There were actual tears in her eyes, but she still managed to scoff. "Since when are we friends? You hate me." "I do not. You just, um, take a little getting used to." She smiled a little half smile, which made me all fuzzy inside. "And we're friends from right now." That got a real laugh. "Spencer, you are something else." I put my hand on her shoulder. "Ok, rule number one, my friends do not call me by my last name." She blushed and nodded. "Number two, my friends tell me when they have a problem."

Rebecca Jake and I were spending the day looking at some wedding venues. We had our wedding date, now all we needed was a venue, and then we can work from there. We have a busy few days ahead. Today was wedding venues, tomorrow was house viewings, and then my girls were taking me away on Saturday night to celebrate my marriage. I had no clue what they had planned. They wouldn’t tell me. I know I could trust them, though. They would not do to me what Jake’s friends did to him.

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

Isla's eyebrows furrowed in feigned confusion, "Bestfriend King? Your bestfriend is a king? Of what kingdom?" Joan and Alistair laughed. "I'm so sorry, I said bestfriend, King" She stressed on the pause, "his name is King." "Aaaaah, I see." Isla pretended to blush in embarrassment, scratching her head, "It just sounded really like, well, you know and I thought...uhm... nevermind. It's just so really...embarrassing. I'm such a ..." "I'll leave you two now and...uhm see you later. You're getting discharged in three days, right? I'll make sure to come visit."