Are they really forever?
Rafa snuggled his baseball cap over my head and scanned the sidewalk. “Keep your face down,” he said, but it was too late. Within seconds, a flock of girls surrounded us and I didn’t have to look up to know it was the Triple-Ms: Megan, Morgan and Mandi.“Guess you’re still too good to be a lowly cheerleader,” the loudest voice said. That was Megan, my ex-BFF.
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