"We'll always be friends, right? Even if we have a big fight?"
"Of course, Connor. You're my best friend."
"Good. You're my best friend too, Sabrina. I wanna be friends forever."
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The Taste of Yellow Paint Chips
Teen Fiction"No!" She wags her finger in Connor's face, her body tense with an immense amount of anger, "Don't 'Sabrina' me, asshole. This is all your fault! You just had to throw that goddamn party!" In which a friendship between four friends falls apart...
