We sit alone at the bench. The day seems to pass by without anyone taking a notice.
"Want some chips?" I ask, pointing the bag at her, not even looking.
"Okay." She answered with a floundering posture.
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Teen FictionI'm in love with my best friend. I don't know why, but somehow, I'll find out. Story includes: swearing.
