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What is friend? You probably ever heard that question and the answer from the show 'Stranger Things' if you ever watch it.

Friend is someone who never lied to you, care about you, and tell each other secret that the parents doesn't know. But, what is someone that used to be your friend?

Frenemies. That's the name.

But, what about someone that pretend to be your friend to get something from you? Fake friend. Someone that at the end blows up everything.

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Monday, September 21st.

Morning. It's just a name of time when you woke up and do stuff. Or so people call it. My hands reached the alarm that shows the time. I just looking at it without even really looking at the time. I'm too lazy to know, or I just too sleepy. I don't know. I don't care. All I know is, it's morning already.

My feet started to kicking the blanket that cover my body. Trying to refuse my laziness.

After a few seconds, I finally wake up. "Damnit!"

I finally take a better look at the time. When I did, my stomach dropped. It's late! I never late before. I jump off the bed and going to the bathroom. I prepare in hurry. After that, I grab one slice of bread and put a butter on it. Then I put it on the toaster, while waiting I put on my shoes.

When it's done, I put it on my mouth and run the outside. I grab my bike and started to push the pedal.

What I didn't realize is, all the way on my way to the school I keep swearing. But I didn't shout it out. My mouth was full of bread anyway.

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At school.

I lie my head on my locker door. What a good thing to start the day.

"Hey, Willy!" A familiar voice coming from beside me. I turn my head at it. "Emily." I whisper. "Seems like you have a hard day."

"The day haven't even started yet but it's already hard." I say while move my head from the locker door and open it. "Kinda harsh, isn't it?"

"Uh-huh." I reply, "Seems like you have a nice day to start with, too bad you have to be here with me." I continue while I grab my book from inside the locker.

I close it and turn in to Emily. "You need something?" I ask. She just smiling, "No, I just miss your cute little face." Emily started playing with my cheeks, I just stare in silence. "See you at lunch." She finally stop and walked away. She surely is weird today. But, at the end I just walked away and don't even think about it.

I walk silently to the class, English class. The teacher, Mr. Winston, greeted me as always. I just nodded to greeted him back.

I sit on my seat. And do nothing.

The next second, I saw Chloe come in and waving at me. I nod again. She sat on her seat and then checking her phone.

The loud laughing begin to fill the silence classroom as soon as the other kids coming in just when the bell ringing.

Everyone took their seats. Mr. Winston begin the first lesson. Somehow I don't feeling to listen, so I don't even pay attention.

"Mr. Crawford!" I turn my head. My name was called. I reply with a yes. Mr. Winston asking me some questions. Somehow I managed to answer everything correctly.

Just like that, everything went on normally.

At Lunch(Chloe's POV)

It's lunch time. But I didn't going straight to the cafeteria, I'm going to the bathroom instead.

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