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Tessy's POV "Moon and I, she was my best and only friend, my childhood friend, yet I betrayed our sister- hood, our family had always being friends for ages even though moon family are more richer than ours, we are still friends, and we are Business partners with them Actually I never cares how she looks like, I like her deep down I never wish to betray her, but I am left with no other choice than to tell them her deepest secret she keeps I am not perfect at studying like her, and she is not really fun to be with I am 5.6inches tall, with a dark yet glowing hair, I had a nice creamy skin, with an average body shape I have always wishes to join the cheers group that cheer for the footballer t

"Zack, it's fine you can leave. I have Lucas and these guys,'' I didn't want to leave permanently. Plus, saying Kevin was here was not as reassuring as she thought. Eventually, I did leave. I would hate to keep her around Kayla when she clearly wasn't happy with her around. "Lucas is really nice," Kayla conversed as we walked to where I parked. "Is he? I never liked him," Kayla linked our arms which made it difficult to watch. "He's nice. That girl is your friend?" I grinned at the mention of Kiki, "My best friend, Kiara. We've known each other for years," Kayla nodded in acknowledgement, "She's pretty," "The most beautiful person I've ever met," I truthfully replied.

she hissed and then walked over to me. “What is a best friend, Mommy?” Tanya asked when Tara reached us. Tara immediately carried Tanya and stared at her with a smile on her lips. “Baby, best friend is someone who’s there for you at all times no matter what happens.” Tara glanced at me and smiled. “Just like your Mimi.” the child holds Tara’s cheeks, and it’s kinda cute. “Will I have one too?” Tara nodded. “Yes, of course. You will find someone, and I want you to choose someone like your Mimi!” after Tara said those words to her daughter, the girl giggled as if she loved what her mother had said. I was about to speak when someone knocked on my door.

I smiled when I remembered the first time we became best friends. “I mean, your dynamic is just...” she mimics firework sounds. “Yeah. She's literally the best” I say with a smile. “Crazy, no doubt. And she doesn't hesitate to play the 'I'll go to war for you' card.” “¡Te amo mejor amigo! Nunca lo olvides, ¿vale? (I love you my best friend! Don't you ever forget that, okay?)” I suddenly heard her shout out. “¡Yo también te amo Isa! ¡No lo olvides tampoco! (I love you too, Isa! Don't you forget that either!)” I shouted back.

She's my best friend's sister, but that doesn't change how I feel. But, I don't deserve her. She deserves someone better. Someone who is not a piece of shit.

That was just one of many things I hadn’t told her. “You’re nothing like that, okay? For Christ’s sake, look at you. You’re beautiful. You’re a writer—a popular one, working on her second book. And you’re my BEST FRIEND! If that doesn’t scream identity, I don’t know what does,” she said fiercely. I gave her a small smile. I was her best friend—that was enough. “You never asked who told her that,” I said after a moment. She stilled, her body tensing. “No.”

With that, I looped my arm around Gerald's waist and Trevor halted his steps instantly. Surprise flared in Gerald's eyes as I placed my legs between his thighs and leaned against him, silently willing him to go out for a long pass. "Now that it has gotten to this point, I don't have to hide the fact that I'm also sleeping with my best friend. Now, let's get the rejection over and done with!" Claudia let out a peal of unhinged laughter. "You're sleeping with your janitor best friend? How low can you stoop, Beth?"

“I just know you will be the best mother ever.” “You think?” I huffed fondly. “I don't think so, T. I know so.” “I know I don't say it often but I love you so much,” Tasha mewled. “And I feel really lucky to have you as my best friend.” “I love you too and I feel the same way,” I replied. “You are the best.” “Aw, I'm flattered,” Tasha responded. “Now get off me. I wanna pee, this baby is really pressing on my bladder and afterward, I will answer all your questions, okay?”

He wouldn't sit back there and watch my best friend suffer from being broke. This time, a short laughter spilled out from Tessa's lips. Maribel was a clown on her own, and she imagined what her father would be like. They had been friends for four years in college, but today would be the first time she was meeting her father. So many myths have been created about him, but only one stuck with her. Mr. Julian Anderson looked way younger than his age, and she just assumed that Maribel might take after her father in the beauty department. For four straight years, she won the award for the most beautiful girl at Sterling College. Others tried, but her beauty was unmatched, and sometimes, Tessa won

She goes from worried to irritated. "Right. I guess I should've figured that since she practically ran out of here when I gave her the goodie bag he left for her." She walks away from the door so I walk in and shut it. "You don't like Kane?" "It's not that I don't like Kane it's just..." She stops, probably thinking whatever she's going to say will upset me, but I'm not oblivious to who my best friend is. "It's just what?" I urge her on "It's just that I think Jordan is better for her. He's a really nice guy and well; no offense, but Kane isn't."