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"Never knew I needed you though, so. If we can Agree to Disagree,"
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If you ever asked Lydia Alvarado if she believed in happily ever afters she'd call complete and utter bullshit. She believed that happy endings only merely happened in fairytales, meanwhile on the other hand her very optimistic and positive best friend Sarah Cameron completely thought otherwise.
Lydia didn't know how or why Sarah Cameron chose to stick with her, considering they were complete and utter polar opposite's, but that's what made them so compatible and such close friends. Lydia being an introvert keeping to herself a lot of the time and Sarah being an extrovert her confidence making her shine brightly bringing all of the outer banks attention to her having multiple large friend groups while on the other hand Lydia only stuck with four pogues, Sarah & Roman being her most tight nit friends, & of course we can't forget about our lovelies Sophia and Gabriella, but she was happy Sarah didn't think twice about befriending her.
Okay now let's get to Lydia and the pogues....
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John Booker Routledge, or John b as he preferably liked to be called, stood on the edge of the roof balancing on one foot as his three other friends payed no mind to his antics.
Lydia sat on a chair her right arm resting at the top, her head laid on it and she breathed in the fresh air taking in the peacefulness and warm sun. Hearing mumbling coming from her dear, stupid might i add, friend John B as he tried to keep his balance she finally spoke up.
"This boy's gonna get himself killed one day, honestly." She stated to her friend Pope, with a chuckle. With a small shake of his head he Spoke out to John B knocking him out of his focused state. "I give you about a one-in-three chance of survival."
"Hm," John B hummed in a sarcastic tone as he stuck his index finger in his mouth then stuck it out in the wind as if it was testing his options, "should i do it?"
