My friends love hard.
I've always admired that about them. The way we interact with each other, it's remarkable. We
have this secret bond that can't be broken. We really are each other's family. We all up grew up
together. We know each other's quirks and flaws, our nervous habits, and kinks. We really know
how to get under everyone's skin, it's hilarious. Normally, there's so much drama in high school.
All the lies, and gossip, and cheating, it's bullshit. We just stayed out of it.
During school, we were together.
After school, we were together.
During Weekends, holidays, and everything in between, yup, we were together
I guess I should explain who the "we" is. I probably sound pretty cryptic. "We" is a group of 8
amazing, vain, goofy, insecure, brave, caring, quiet, mysterious, awkward, loud, odd, Loving,
talented, sensitive, and sassy teens. The group's made up of me, Aspen, and the varying loves of my
life. I have a special place in my heart for each of them. There's Luna, Bells, Mary-Anne, Nick,
Michael, Luke, Ashton, and Calum. We're all so different, but have one thing in common.
We love hard.
That fateful summer, we all learned just how much we "loved" each other.
YOU ARE READING
I use the term "Slut" loosely
Teen FictionWhat's better than spending summer vacation on a road trip with your 8 best friends? Nothing. You have absolute freedom, you say your corniest jokes, dance your craziest dances, and hook-up with whoever you want. But hormones, lust, and friendship...
