The truth

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Lunch. I have to explain, everything, to my best friend. I have to tell her I love her. I can do this! Right? I could just not go. That's another option or go home sick. No! I have to do! Well, do I really?

As I approach the door. This is my last chance to turn back. I do. I turn around and go to the office and call home sick. I'm not lying because I do feel sick, like I'm about to vomit.

Alice- Where are you?
Blaire- Home
Alice- What! Why? I'm at the library with Naomi!
Blaire- I went home sick, sorry.

Tomorrow I can. Tomorrow I have no choice but to talk to her.

A/N- sorry about the short but HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!! I'm really happy about how many reads this has gotten! Thanks so much for read! I'm super thankful! Well happy thanksgiving! More of the story is on the way!

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