Chapter 19

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Bestest:Friends IV
Jean, she was my classmate on 11th and 12th grade. We became close because he had a crush on my friend, Mike before. After with that, we begin to talk like every hour in every day. We shared stories to each other, stories in life, stories in high school, stories about everything. Even if it's none of her business, I still tell her my stories. Thankfully, she still listening. She helped me in my studies but there's no stopping with my disease called laziness. Yeah, she helped me with a lot of things. Like reminding me when is the deadline of our school works. Sometimes, just sometimes. Once in a blue moon, she shares her answers to me. I even considered her as man more than I do. She's always doing the work that supposedly for men on their household. She's kind and willing to help all the time. I am still not getting used to when she's actually angry or mad, but it wasn't because of me and if it was me, I can't do nothing else but to say sorry. Sometimes, I'm trying to make her laugh or smile, it's useless I think. But after an hour, it's good again. She's not mad or angry anymore. I am so irritated with her 'it's my full responsibility' attitude. She's so selfless and it makes me angry because I am admittedly selfish person and she's not.

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