Friends

"Dean Miller." That's how she uses to call me, doesn't matter the time or circumstance.
"What's up, Kate". Kate Smith.
We've been friends for a very long time. I can't say exactly how much.
I'm not the type that would have long relationships or would date, I like to have some moments with some girls, that's it, see you another time, babe. Kate would say that I'm a "womanizer". I think that she's jealous and boring. In fact, I'm the jealous one and I've always been. She's not ugly, she's not popular, but she's my friend and I know her better than anyone, it's my right to be protective and jealous if someone ever think about hurting her.
And this should be just a regular party before the new school year, with kisses, a lot of beer and a good night of sleep before school, but little did I know that I was going to be pissed off because of her.

This story is based in a song. Hope you all like it.