a nice cup of tea

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
a girl that had an enemy but they became friends

Submitted: March 26, 2015

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Samantha West had always loved Quiet New York with its poised, puny park. It was a place where she felt happy.

She was funny and popular, She has  blonde hair and hazel eyes. Her friends saw her as a leaking, loud lawyer. Once, she had even helped a clumsy teenager cross the road. That's the sort of woman she was.

Samantha walked over to the window and reflected on her Beautiful surroundings. The snow flurried.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was Brittany Rivers. Brittany was a mean writer with charming hair and blue eyes.

Samantha gulped. She was not ready to talk to Brittany because of the mistake she did when they were in middle school.

As Samantha stepped outside and Brittany came closer, she could see the tough glint in her eye.

Brittany gazed with the affection of 5537 selfish dogs. She said, in hushed tones, "I hate you."

Samantha looked back, even more lonely and still fingering the silver piano. "Brittany, I’m sorry for bullying you when we were in middle school, let’s be friends and let’s forget the bad times we had," she replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two brawny, blue birds caring at a very cold night, which had piano music playing in the background and two sympathetic uncles swimming to the beat.

Samantha regarded Brittany's charming hair and blue eyes. "I feel the same way!" revealed Samantha with a delighted grin.

Brittany looked happy, her emotions blushing like a beautiful rose.

Then Brittany and Samantha became friends and came inside for a nice cup of tea.

THE END 


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