Extended Fake Love [ N I A L L H O R A N ❤ ]

Chapter 1

To: Azelle Roberts (My Lovely Ravishing and Stunning BFF)

From: Samantha Johnson

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I've been staring at an envelope which is sitting on my table meters away for almost half an hour. Its making me dither because I don't even know what to do with it. I don't even know what to feel about it.

Actually, it's not just an envelope but it's an invitation. Specifically, WEDDING invitation. I hate receiving them. It only reminds me of being single for like a couple of FOREVER. I've been receiving so many invitations and most of them are from my friends and most of it are for wedding. But this is the only one that made me anxious. I don't really like attending them, unless if it is from a close friend. And it is actually from a close friend of mine, BESTFRIEND to be exact.

Samantha is going to be married. And as of I remember we enjoyed being single for a long long time, since birth like what we say. We were happy to what we have and not hankering for something anymore. Sam and I are indeed the only one left in our 4th year highschool batchmates who's single but because of that invitation, that means I'm left in the 'single forever club'.

I have no idea what hit her head or whatever just happened to her. We already agreed living in the same roof forever. But she just woke up one day wanting a boyfriend. She even searched the internet because she was that desperate and droopy about it.

But don't get me wrong, I'm not mad at Carl. I have nothing against them. Its just that, you know, everything surprises me. I'm not prepared for anything -as if I'm the one who's getting married. And as far as I know, their relationship is just like 5 months ago... And now they're getting married...

I was surprised when the telephone rang. I almost jumped as my thoughts were erased because of that loud ring.

I really wanted to ignore the call but I ended up standing and heading to answer it.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi bestfriend slash older sister slash twin sister slash mother slash cousin slash grandmother slash my everything." She cackled then stopped. "How are you?"

"I'm ok slash inconsolable slash just shrugged but I'm ok now, because you called." I said.

"Why?" She asked. Did it sound portent?

"Nothing."

"Oh, I know you too well Azelle." She just showed an incertitude about what I said.

"But I know why you called. You'll be asking me if I received your invitation? Am I right or am I right?" I said like it was risible.

She squealed with excitement. Which made me push the phone a distance away from my ear.

"If I was you're teacher, that'd be an A+ for you Ms. Roberts." Sam uttered.

"Okay but I just want to let you know that I've received it minutes ago."

"Great! But there's another thing, Aze."

"What?"

"I'll be having my last party of being single next saturday would you mind coming?" I can feel her crossing her fingers and I can actually hear her saying please softly so that I can't hear it. Too bad I got a good hearing.

"Yeah, I will."

"Everyone in our batch will be attending, and I hope that will not make you change your mind."

She really knew me too well. I wasn't into gathering as they may call it. I don't like hanging out with people whom I don't feel comfortable with. I mean, It's not I don't trust them or everything seems to be dull for me when I'm with them, it's just that I just really like hanging out with people I know and I've known lot.

I let out a sigh but I didn't let her hear that. "Okay, I'm still coming. I just can't say no to you Sam, you know that."

"So... Am I just forcing you or what?"

"No! I'm really coming for you."

"Great!" She squealed. "I have to go now. See ya' soon. Love you."

"Bye." I hung up.

I'll be having a month to prepare before her wedding, what should I do? Wait, before that I shall be preparing first for her 'Last Party Of Being Single' I really don't know what hit her head and she's doing a lot of party.

If I would be portending, -I'd rather use that word instead of predicting- as soon as I enter the room and everybody will be asking if I have a boyfriend or if I will be the next one to get married. I hate being asked that. Their not my mom to ask me that.

Knowing Sam, she really planned this so that I would learn to socialize. But hey! I know how... With friends only... That still counts. Right?

Oh who am I kidding. I'm ending up talking to myself which makes me feel stupid.

I shrugged as I stood and went upstairs. Suddenly, I realized that this is more important than the other weddings and other parties. I should buy new clothes. So instead of seeking for clothes, I looked for my keys instead.

After finding it, I fixed my hair and put on my red shorts and my 'Here goes nothing' sweater. I guess that summarizes everything that just happened.

I hopped into my car and drove off. I should be picking the nicest dress so that they'll be having a different topic as I come in the room instead of my love life.