Tu Mejor Amiga Novels & Stories

Amber asks as I open my bottle of water. "That is my best friend, Samantha," I say. "You're no longer her best friend; we are your best friend now," Amber retorts. I'm queasy about her comment. "How can I not? She's been a true friend to me, and we've been friends for a long time," I explain. "She's fat, unpopular, and worst of all, she's ugly. She's not in your league to be associating with you," Amber responded.

Amaya asked. “I need that company more than you can imagine,” she said. “So yes, you can sit.” Amaya slid into the chair opposite her. She rubbed her palms against her apron, glancing at Alicia, unsure where to begin. “You know,” Amaya said at last, “you have a lot in common with my best friend, Ali. Whenever she’s not too happy, she always goes for strong coffee. I noticed your long face when you walked in. I mean, the few times I’ve met you, you always had this big smile. So it was easy to tell you’re… not okay today.”

Lee tease me and laugh. I smile to her. "You know if you are someone else, I will beat a shit out of you but you are my best friend and yes she is beautiful but HER BEAUTY IS ONLY FOR MINE"

"I don't need a watchman. And please don't fall off that couch because I don't have any strength to carry you." "Oh! So you're mocking me." He gave me one of his cute puppy face. "No,I'm just saying -" I replied spreading out my arms. "My heart is brusied." He pouted. "Sorry..about that Mejor Amigo." I gave him a mock bow. "You know..I like it when you call me that." He smiled. Mejor Amigo means Best friend. "I am happy knowing that I am the only one you call Mejor Amigo." He clapped like child.

I deserved it. “That’s the part I’m not willing to tell yet.” I sighed and mirrored her, lifting my legs. “I’m really sorry that I can’t guess who this person is. I feel like the worst best friend in the world.” “You’re not the worst. You’ve just not been the best lately.” We both laughed at that, and the sadness began to seep away slowly. “Do you think Jerome would know who the person is?” Lisa shook her head and even laughed at that—at the thought that her brother would know anything about her.

He says and I try to rein them in. "I'm not crying over him. I'm crying over the fact that one of my best friends went behind my back, fucked my boyfriend and neither one of them said anything. That was weeks ago, Quinn!" I cry and he shooshes me gently, running his fingers through my hair as I calm down. "You deserve better, sweetheart. A better man and better friends." He says and his words soothe my shattered heart. I hold him tighter thinking maybe, just maybe I've found both in the same person.

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.

Fatima says. “Oh, alright. But anyway, I am happy you are coming,” I respond pulling her into a tight hug. “I would have been happy too if you were not squeezing the life out of me,” she teases pulling away from me. “It’s love, babe,” I retort smiling releasing her from the hug. “If this is what it means to be best friends with you, then I quit.” “There is no quitting with me. Its either you are my best friend, or you are my best friend,” I say laughing.

I'm still trying to ask for Kira's forgiveness but here's Nina again. I don't know what's just wrong with my life again. I still need to ask for Kira's forgiveness. With a deep sign, I got up and walked inside. Seeing the kids watching TV, I sat down with them. "Dad, do you like watching cartoon?" Ryan questioned and answered with a nod. "Yes. I love tom and jerry the most." I replied. "Huh? Tom and jerry? That's quite good. You aren't like mommy. She's old school." Ryan chuckled.

I've been kind of busy. ' Busy indeed! Anyways, I just called to inform you that I'm on my way to I.D.G fashion house. You're around right?' ' Of course i am.' ' Okay then. See you in about 30 minutes.' She said and hung up immediately. Stacey was the only one i could call a friend and a family. She was my everything. Since i had no parents, no relative, no brother, no sister, she was the only one i had. We met while in the university and became best of friends. We both studied Banking and finance and she still works in a bank till date. I wonder how she'd be able to com toe visit me when she should be at work. Anyways, I should wait till she comes before I ask her.