It was a week later.
"Do you want to come over?" She asked.
"Sure. I just need to ask my mom and I can probably come later."
My mom took me to her house and met her and her mom. My mom didn't really like her parents. But she was okay with my friend.
YOU ARE READING
we had the same name
Short StoryIn which two girls with the same name become best friends only to find out they couldn't be less alike. One is dangerous. The other doesn't know how to get away from her. And the worst part? No one believed her. Based on a true story
