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Episode seven

  "Hi Priscilla, hi Peace, hi Favour so good to see you here"  i said and they replied with a snort, a scoff and a sluggish 'hi' respectively before pulling out their phones and pretending to be engrossed in a false chat.
  Priscilla didn't join them, she was just as excited to see me as i was to see her but while i was enthused to make peace with the enemy, she was ready to pounce on the flirt her friend had caught with her boyfriend.  She leaned forward ,placed her elbows on the table and her the back of her hands found shelter under her chin,supporting the weight of her curved neck.  She was ready to devour me if i said anything she didn't want to hear and maybe anything she was sure i'd say.  Ceteri Paribus , my every action was equal in her sight. No 'Yes', no 'No' amd my version didn't count whatever Peace told her had sank into her ears and my part of the story...i didn't even have a part in their story. I was just one short clumsy girl ruining everything.
  Her question almost swept me off my feet and i saw Peace carve her brow and Favour twitch her lips. Truth be told i was being a fool for kindness sake. Why didn't i just stay back and enjoy my pizza with Karmsi instead of walking over to pull hell's tail?
Anger replaced the flow of blood in my arteries and i felt my heartbeat increase. Again Karmsi's words swept in my heart... "Take a chill pill..." and i tuned her in. If i wanted to go pass the confrontation, i had to be calm,be reasonable and matured.  I heaved a sigh and bit my tongue, ready to explain what i was standing at her front for.

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Scene four
Episode seven

Define a good best friend.
In the past a good best friend could be defined as someone who you value more than your other friends, someone you have fun with, whom you trust and confide in. The first person you call when you need to share something personal, funny or a good news.  Social media friendship goals definitely confused the real life friendship requirement system. There are posts like "if you hurt my best friend get ready for war" or " lay a finger on my bestie and lose your arm" and many people now believe the best way to prove their love for their bestie is to beat anyone who stands up to them, innocent or not.  I saw her first and squinted to be sure it was really her. Prince didn't have a eye behind his back to see the stern looking agent of devil walking towards us with so much anger oozing out of her nostrils as her eyebrow carved into a perfect arch of anger. Anyone would imagine it was her boyfriend who stood before me still asking if i was okay as i stood like a statue, scared to move an inch not knowing what she would do to me,unable to talk as fear strangled me.  On instagram i have seen funny memes about two friends and i understood the kind of web i was entwined in. Behind every slim girl there was a thick...sorry i mean very thick and huge friend whose always got her back and because mine wasn't close by, i was meat.

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I wish I had stayed home cooling off with my hand fan instead of going out to get a bottle of coke only to have it wasted.
To make matters worse, on Priscilla!  First impression was very important in every meeting and in mine... I didn't have to introduce myself, Peace had already nicknamed me 'the Clown' as if being called 'short rat' in junior school wasn't enough.
I stood watching her scream "O.M.G" over and over again obviously dumbfounded just not as me. I was shivering and my already weak legs and hurting big toe were yelling for peace.  Like my ears as the slap landed on my face.