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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.

I managed to say admist stammering words. Hilary let out a cackling sound. “You’re even more stupid than I thought!” She said. The words hurt more than I expected. “Friends? Look at you! Your friend is that stupid Nerd but now that I think of it, you don’t even deserve a friend. I mean you trashed her out just for a cheerleading outfit. Is there someone more stupid than you? I don’t think so. The funny thing is that you were so horrible at cheerleading, a camel could do better.”

“I get it. It’s not exactly ideal. But you know Vincent only wants to make sure you’re safe. And, honestly, so do I.” “I know,” I mumbled, my mood still a bit sour. “It’s just… I don’t want my friends to think I’ve suddenly gone weird or something.” “They won’t,” Anthony assured me confidently. “And if they do, I’ll just play the role of your overprotective big brother home from college. Trust me, I’m good at that act.” I couldn’t help but smile at his response. His easygoing demeanor made him hard to resist. “Thanks, Anthony . I mean it.”

"Like I said, it's important to get to know my neighbors. I believe MoonShadow Creek can be big enough for both of our clubs to thrive." Bullshit. There's no doubt in my mind that his goal is to get rid of us. They're called the Iron Serpents for a reason. They're just a bunch of goddamn snakes slithering around in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. But the saying, 'keep your friends close, and your enemies closer,' does ring true. If there's a way to play nice with these motherfuckers for now, we should consider it.

“Y-you’re really nice, Ainsley. It kinda seems too good to be true.” “You have a friend now, Kayla.” I scooch closer to her. “As long as you don’t mind an extra tall, awkward tomboy who rides a motorcycle, surfs, and has piss yellow eyes for a friend.” “Y-you want to be my friend?” She raises her eyebrows. “Like, for real? You’re not playing a joke on me, right?” “I’m not into playing jokes that hurt people’s feelings. Jokes are supposed to be funny. You know? Make everyone laugh.” I tilt my head at her. “Me and my friends aren’t into that kind of shit.”

*RAMADAN MUBARAK TO ALL *sorry for the late update hope you will enjoy 👍. Sara p.o.v After everything that has been going on, Saleena and I became busy with school work, I was even thinking about how our friendship became so strong. For me it's the best thing that had ever happen to me. I have always been an introvert ever since in middle school but now life was finally granting me wishes. And I don't know how Simran thinks but all hope for is this friendship to always be forever. Or as I think it might not be.

I don’t know if it’s just me or has something changed? I understand that our schedule at school is super hectic, but I noticed that Shan and I are rarely together. Even though we live next door, we are not always together, even when dating, we can't do it anymore. I don't know but what I do know is that they are busy with their projects and I notice that Shan and Zam are getting closer as if Zam has taken over my role as his new best friend. Not that I'm jealous, but it seems weird. I get that I'm not used to having other close friends with Shan, but Zam is getting weirder every day.

I have to find out. I look around for some to help me find out who she is. I know most of the guys are inside. I see Thor and Trina are off to the side cozied up to each other in their own world. So I won’t bother them. Not that Trina would help me anyway. She isn’t very fond of me. She has never been mean or anything but she has never gone out of her way to talk to me either. She just tolerates me. I have never done anything to her but being a bunny not many of the ol’e ladies make friends with us. Most of the time there is a reason like a bunch of the bunnies here are devious bitches. I personally don’t fall into that category but they made it hard for us nice ones.

Guess it's just my luck. But that's what best friends do Dem make you mental Dem no say you dey special That's what best friends do Never hold you back Ready whenever haters attack. But that's what best friends do That's what best friends do That's what best friends do Hashtag blessings to have you ....... [ A/N: you can listen to the full song on YouTube, What best friend do by jeiel Damina. ] As I continued listening to the lyrics of the song, I started to relate it to the friendship between Stella and me, and then I realized that our friendship was a strong one.

Jace sighed and turned back to the window and Troy let out a relieved sigh. "I'll be your friend if you don't mind the fact that it will have to be a long distance friendship. I don't live here, I live in Cincinnati, and pretty soon I'll be heading back home. You seem like a good person, and that's all I judge by. It doesn't matter to me if you're transgendered…I mean, as long as you aren't attracted to me then it doesn't matter." Jace smirked. "You seem like a nice guy, too." He turned and leaned against the windowsill and watched Troy. After a moment he seemed to come to a conclusion. "When I…you know…"