Highest Rank # 08 (02/1 /17) in Teen Fiction.
Love doesn't exist in real worl, it is alive only in novels and movies.
Shanaya Halis, an 18 year old girl , hates the word LOVE. She believes that in present world, love story novels kinda real l...
As soon as I walked inside the house, I saw Aaliya coming out of her room. Kristein was not there much to my relief. She had this bright smile on her face.
"You came, finally", she screamed and came and hug me. She took my purse and I just removed my heels and placed them back in the shoe rack on the side of the room.
"I miss you", she said once again hugging me.
"Me too. Although I've left you all by yourself for a couple of hours only. Never thought you'll go mad in my absence", I said and she pulled away. She pouted at me.
"How rude?", She said.
"I Love you too, my drama queen", I replied and she chuckled.
"So?", She asked raising her eyebrows up and down at me.
"So?", I asked acting all innocent.
"You know what I mean", she groaned.
"No, I don't", I teased her and she huffed.
Fighting back a smile, I walked to her room and she followed me with a hell lot of questions. She forgot to put a stop button to the speaker fitted inside her.
"How was your date? Where did Dan take you? What did you eat? Did you dance? Did you guys kiss? Did he ruin anything?", She asked and I glared at her.
"No. Wrong question. Did you ruin anything? Was your first kiss good? Was it soft or was-", Before she could speak anything else, I placed my hand over her mouth.
"Jeez, Aaliya. Shut up for a second. Atleast, let me speak even", I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Who is stopping you then? I'm all quiet. You're the one who was talking by all now. I didn't even open my mouth", she said and I rolled eyes.
Right. Such a girl of few words, she's!!
I opened my mouth to tell her about my first date but this little devil inside me just whispered in my ears to have a little fun with my adorable and most lovely best friend. I, immediately changed my demeanor into a sad one and just gave her a sad smile with a shrug of my shoulder. Perks of being a dramatic friend, you get drama in your blood naturally. I've Aaliya, the creator of word Drama.
"It was ok. I don't know how to describe it or put words to explain it", I laid the base of my lie.
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