Forced friendship

Forced friendship

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"If it was up to me you would be sitting under that dead tree you always sit under, yet your still here. I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for my mom." Payton Moray's last wish was to ever be friends with Archer Sanders. He was cocky, rude, arrogant , and self absorbed, he was everything she wasn't. She hated him. She tried to avoid him at all cost and for the most part it worked. One day to her discontent a mothers wish finds her into a forced friendship with Archer. Archer sanders didn't hate her he hated how easy Her life was. He hated how perfect her family was. He hated how perfect she was. He was envious of her life, he wanted it. He hated how he could be sounded by a huge group of people and feel so Lonely. He is alone. His mother is his rock he clings on to her, he does anything for her even become friends with his worst enemy.
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