Every afternoon, except Wednesday, my dad collected me and November after school. November used to be fine with it, but one day I noticed a change, it wasn't a big change - just a little thing. When November got in the car, she slid down so no one could see her. My dad didn't care he made a joke of it, pretending we were spies. 'what news from the enemy'? he whispered, once we'd slammed the doors. 'November is going out with Zac' I replied. Even as the words started coming out my mouth, she gave me a shut-up punch in the thigh. 'what'? I whispered. We always kept dad up to date with our love lives, even in year 7 when we sometimes had three different boyfriends in the space of lunchtime ( none of them we actually spoke to). 'Where are you going'? Dad asked. November used to play along, but now she rolled her eyes and sighed.' We're not going anywhere'.

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Just Being Me
Teen FictionWhat happens when your worst friend, who used to be your best friend, threatens to become your sister?