20| Bitch please.

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When I was young,

Vi: Hey, Tiffany. You're my friend right?

Me: Yeah, I am. Why?

Vi: There's so many of my friends gossiping about me behind my back...

Me: Oh... How do you know about that?

Vi: I heard them in the bathroom yesterday. SH and Mel were gossiping about me saying I'm a bitch.

Me: Well you kinda are...

Me: Oh wow. They're not your real friends then. They're just some... yeah for not realising that you're perfect.

Me: Eh, nobody's perfect. Even if there is, definitely not you.

Vi: Thank you. But you're my friend right, Tiffany?

Me: Err.. yeah sure.

Vi: You are my best friend right?

Me: Yeah!

Vi: You will never betray me right?

Me: Of course not!

Me: I already did.

Vi: Swear to God?

Me: ...

Me: Uhh... yeah swear to..yeah...

Vi: Great!

Nowadays,

Li: Hey, you're my best friend right?

Me: Nope. My best friend is Am.

Li: I mean, you're my friend right?

Me: Nope.

Li: Hah? Then what am I to you?

Me: A stranger.

Li: I hate you.

Me: Good to hear that our feelings are mutual.

Li: *annoyed* I hate you! *walked away*

Me: ...

Am: Tiffany, why are you being such a bitch to her?

Me: I'm having my period. Don't blame me.

Am: righttttt...


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