What's the Diagnosis?_What are friends for?_Love Escaped The Party_ Truth be Told
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What's the Diagnosis?
Mary-Ann could not believe her luck in finding a three-bedroom apartment with the utilities included! Now all she had to do was convince her two best friends - to move into the three-bedroom apartment. They all made a pact to go to the same university. She could have moved into an on-campus dorm - but she wants to know about the feeling of independence and freedom - from her parents."Kate, Steve, please, please!!!" Mary-Ann pleads with her two friends to share the three-bedroom apartment. Kate pipes up and says, "I want the room with the second-best amount of closet space!" Mary-Ann giggle...
What are friends for?
There were five people. Five!!! And that included me and my best friend, Maddie. I mean, I hoped that there would be more people, then I might try to be a little more outgoing. You know, the life of the party and all that. But not when five people were sitting around a small round table, each with a copy of a short story that we were to read before coming to this… discussion? Conversation? I wasn’t even sure what to call it. But Maddie had pleaded, begged me to come, saying that it would be interesting. I mean, to be fair, I had dragged her to one or two parties occasionally. Okay, maybe like ...
Love Escaped The Party
“Are you comin‘ tonight?” The blonde looked at her best friend, and roommate, from the bedroom doorway. “It’ll be fun. Maybe there’ll be a hot guy there for you to chat with.” The redhead shook her head. “Come awn! You never get out n about! Just one night, Siobhan.””Nein, Memphis. Big tests next Monday.” She turned back to her books, flipping the page with one of her dainty hands.”A week away, Darlin’. Just tonighwww.onedoor.cct n I’ll help you study the rest o‘ the week.” Memphis watched as Siobhan chewed the thought over, listing the pros and cons in her head.”Fine. Only tonight.” Memphis jumped on the b...
Truth be Told
Eleventh grade and Margot had been a newbie six times. Sheesh! Margot never expected to get used to being the ‘new kid.’ Once high school lay in the rear view mirror, she could get on with her life. Her immediate task was breaking into a group, so she wouldn’t spend the next two years alone. Margot knew too well, gaining social traction after school started, sucks, big-time. By week two, the cliques have gelled. Breaking into anything but your own locker is a pitiful pipe-dream. The kids gathering tonight were lifelong friends. Breaking into a tight-knit group was Margot’s lifelong goal. If sh...