" Izzy, I like her. I like Twittle." he confesses. "Oh. I-uh- I'm sure she likes you too. Its obvious" I stutter. I like you too, I wanted to say. But I'm too chicken to tell him that. i don't want to ruin our friendship. I don't want everything to be akward. I'd rather endure the pain of seeing him with someone else. After all, to him, I'm just a best friend.All Rights Reserved