I love people. The way they are so complex, and keep trying to sort each other into general and big categories, except you can't.
'And we almost kissed! But at that precise moment I dropped my drink like what the actual fuck!' Kelsey scowled. I listened, making an attempt to look interested. It seemed to have succeeded as she continued with her story. I looked over at one of my best friends, Matt. He was busy entertaining his girlfriend Sophie, head butting her lightly, while laughing at her jokes. I sighed again. I hated having to share my friends, being the jealous person I am. The emotion coursed through my body, making me sick, and I just couldn't let it go.
My eyes scanned over, looking for my other best friend, Kristie. She too was occupied, laughing intently while boring her eyes into another friend of ours.
I liked the way I could fit in with many social groups, having different kind of best friends, but none
