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nessa looked up at y/n, tears in her eyes. y/n was cynical, never the type to get serious. the two had been friends for so long, y/n didn't know how she dealt with the girls constant tears.
"i don't understand."
y/n shrugged, "me either."
"i thought you liked me?"
y/n sprayed the counter at her job, never looking at the sad girl, "not in that way."
"i thought you were different."
nessa sighed, "why not me? who do you want? jessica? i can be as pretty as her. promise. i'll be pretty." she cried, "i want janesa. not nessa." y/n said, finally looking up at her.
"what?"
"janesa. the jersey girl. not nessa, the la girl. you don't even remember her."
nessa wped her tears, but more kept falling, "i'm doing big things now, y/n. i thought you were proud, you said you were proud."
"you don't even call me y/n. janesa didn't call me that."
