THE MIDDLE /// miles and miles to go

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                some guy whispers isn't he gay behind my back and i roll my eyes, turning to look at my best friend, who's turning to see who it was. "asshole," she whispers, and loops her arm through mine.

"he's just curious," i tell her, and she shrugs.

"that doesn't matter."

"maybe he wants to date me, though."

"probably does."

"all the girls do now."

"ridiculous, isn't it?"

"i wish he would hold my hand so they'd stop talking to me."

"am i not good enough for you, baby?" she winks, and i press into her shoulder.

"you're the best for me, miles." 

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