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friend
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1. a bond between two people
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Olivia and i started to talk and hang out more often, she understood exactly what i was going through.
once you get to know her she isn't really that shy, she's super talkative and overall really nice.
"so," she says shutting a magazine and rolling onto her stomach to face me on the bed. "any guy who you're interested in?" she asks.
"oh please, haven't i told you? i do not date," i say.
"mhm, but you can still like someone." she says.
"yeah well i don't like anyone," i say getting off the bed.
she shifts so she's facing me, "what about Louis?" she says.
"what about him?" i say.
"when i first met you, you thought i was him." she says.
"because our families are friends," i say. "besides, he thinks i'm on drugs and that i harm myself."
"but you don't do either of those things," she says.
"exactly," i say. "what about you?"
"he goes to another school," she says.
"Livvy! tell me! who?" i say jumping back onto the bed.
"his name is William, he's super sweet and just so nice!" she gushes.
"how'd you meet?" i ask.
"oh he goes to my gym," she says.
"i didn't know you went to the gym," i say.
"my dads a huge cardio freak, he makes me go with him to train." she says.
"oh," i say. "so, how'd you guys like meet meet?" i say.
"ok so, i just finished on the treadmill and my dad was lifting weights, i went to go get my phone so i could listen to music and since William and i have the same phone i picked up his on accident. and then he picked up mine, we talked and then my dad kind of scared him off," she says.
"ugh i wish i had a dad to scare guys off," i say.
"you have a scary mom," she says.
"true," i say.
"girls!" my mom shouts.
she walks into the room, "oh, Olivia are you staying for dinner?"
"oh uhm let me check," Olivia says getting up.
"what are we having?" i ask turning back to my mom.
"well the Partridges are coming over so," she starts.
"what? they are?" i ask.
