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ONLY ANGEL | JJ MAYBANK

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ONLY ANGEL ... Most people like the type of girl who exudes confidence everywhere she goes, the type of girl who knows a thing or two about how to raise her voice when it comes to privileged jerks that think they can do whatever they want. They want...

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SIXTEEN... gold rush

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There was silence and hesitancy at the root of both girls who looked at each other with an unsureness. Sarah had shared her 온라인카지노게임. She'd bared her fears and she'd extended at the very least a twig of the olive branch. But she couldn't put the past in the past until Kie gave her some leeway and made an effort of her own to salvage their broken friendship.

"Promise me that you won't bail on John B." Kie said first, a serious expression on her face. This may be the most important thing she ever did when it came to protecting her current best friend from an old one. What kind of person would Kie be if she left John B vulnerable to Sarah's nature of habit to push away the people who care about her? Especially after Sarah had openly admitted to it; was her confession her way of self actualization and path to growth or was it an empty excuse for her actions? Now was the time for her to decide. "He's not just some other guy. And he really, really, likes you."

Staring over at her, Sarah slowly started to shake her head. "I won't. I promise." Her voice was unwavering. There was a certain sense of dependability behind her words that made what she said sound truthful and genuine.

Because of that, Kie accepted her promise and tucked it away for safe keeping. With Collins as their witness, they were going to make sure that Sarah stood by her word.

As each girl felt the clutches of sleep tugging on them to fall into its embrace, they all laid down on the deck of the boat with blankets and pillows tucking them in nicely. No one said anything for a long time, and Collins couldn't help but feel giddy because it felt just like what she thought a slumber party would be. Their makeshift sleeping bags, the swapping of secrets, and pinky promises made in the darkness were all attributed to the sleepovers she used to wish to be a part of. And now, here she was experiencing it with two girls she would've never in a million years would think to be sharing this night with, yet couldn't imagine being anyone else.

Once they had all been settled in and it had gone silent like everyone had fallen asleep, Kie's voice interrupted them and stirred them awake just in time before REM sleep had engaged. "Hey Sarah, I'm sorry I called the cops."

If they could see each other's faces in the darkness, Collins's face would be showing one of complete and utter disbelief at Kie's revelation. Sarah on the other hand, she looked at Kie and felt the corners of her lips pull up to flash a knowing grin. "I knew it. I knew it, you bitch! I told you!" Despite how inflamed her words seemed, the way they were delivered didn't give off any sense that she was actually angry with the girl.

And instead of a banter of bickers spilling out from the two girls, it was amused laughter once again, leading Collins to believe that whatever it was that Ricky did with his weed, he might want to consider marketing it to couple's therapists or something because that stuff worked wonders.

"You should've invited me!" Kie protested in her defense.

"So you called the cops?"

"Ugh, you both were such little backstabbers." Collins scoffed, a sneaky smirk on her face while she said it before she felt two hands on both sides of her shove her and sharp gasps cut through the air.

"You're so rude, Collins!"

"It was one time!"

Collins clutched her stomach which ached from all the laughter she'd been subjected to all thorughout that night. She couldn't think of a time when she'd ever found so many things so funny in such a short span of time. Maybe that was in large part thanks to the weed, but Collins would've preferred to just believe that this was a part of the joys that came with friendship-- sore abs as a result of having too much fun.

She wished she'd remembered to tell them how grateful she was to have them in her life. They were the first girls that she'd ever become friends with and that meant a lot. She just wanted them to know that she appreciated them, and she didn't know what she would've done if they hadn't been able to resolve their issues. But to be fair, she'd forced them to ride her own emotional rollercoaster that was truly so unnecessary and only added to all the drama, so it was okay if she didn't add on to it by being all sappy again. 

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