"Look, he just walked by." Samantha bumped my shoulder with her own as she tried to get my attention away from my phone
"Go say hi." Amanda chimed in.
"That would look so dumb. Imagine someone walks up to you and they say hi and walk away."
"Then have a whole conversation with him." Samantha elevated her brows a little and nodded her head.
"Nice try." I chuckled and returned my focus to my phone.
"Chicken..." Amanda tormented me, trying to get me to talk to him.
"Yes, I am a chicken. A big fat one. Scratch that, I am a turkey in fact." I nodded my head severely to show them that they could call me chicken and start quacking like one, no wait, that's a duck. But anyway, they can't do anything to make me go there on my will.
"You are no fun." Amanda pouted and crossed her arms.
"You two are meant to be together. You guys are Barbie and Ken."
Let me make one thing clear. I am not THE Barbie. I am a normal girl whose mum was obsessed with dolls and pink so she named me after one who wears pink. I have black hair instead of blonde, black eyes instead of blue, and one older brother instead of three younger sisters, I am not in any way perfect. Instead, I am what some may call an emotional wreck.
I don't care about pink, I will wear it, but I prefer black over it like most girls. (Yes, you are not special. A lot of girls would choose black over pink.)
Normally my life is boring, but during this time, it got a lot more interesting, so all you have to do is wait till this story has only 10 comments indicating whether my story should be told or not.
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Escaping the Friend Zone
FanfictionYa'll I just realized that Barbie and Ken have always been just friends and the only time Barbie and Ken were a couple was when they were not dolls and they were that serial couple. 🙄 My whole life I thought he was her bf, my childhood has been a l...
