Friendship means nothing to me anymore. At least, not with all these fakes in the world. Specifically Shay Amos. It all started when we were about four, you know, preschool age. I met Shay on the first day. From that time on, we were inseparable. We did everything together. Played, learned, begged, struggled, cried, and celebrated. In the fifth grade we started to be more independent.....
[A/N sorry it was a short chapter, but keep reading!]
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TeenfikceShay and Italy were the best of friends, but a snap of a finger and that relationship is done to the point where you can't even tell that there was one. Will they patch it up?
