More Than Friends - S01 E32

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More Than Friends - S01 E32

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 32

#CHARLENE

Peter wright! The guy next door, sweet and loving and everyone’s favorite son?… Honestly, he pisses me off and rubs me off in a wrong way…

I wonder why can’t everyone see he’s nothing more than a showoff and an arrogant pr-ck! Nothing sickens me more when I see him with Angelina, and I wonder what she sees in him… I really hate that guy.. Who the hell does he think he is? I’ve been having quite a good time ruining his activities especially with Angelina but it seems She too isn’t finding my antics very funny… Nothing thrills me more when I torment that b-stard.

Everyone may be wondering why I hate Peter, well it’s simple… I hate being ignored and that’s what that rascal has been doing since we met.

Since when I was 8 yrs old , I was the center of attention, I was loved in the family and I had lots of friends, everywhere I go people would notice me.. So one day, my parents decided that We should pay a visit to our relatives, I had fun visiting every last one of them, Angelina’s parents were the last relatives we went to visit and that was when I met Angelina.. We were of the same height, skin color and age, we soon got along instantly and we were like sisters but for some reason, I realized there was someone that always seem to interest her more than I did , someone that was always getting her undivided attention, and that person was Peter.

In my childish thinking, I thought he was some rich boy with wealthy parents or a boy with lots of cool toys.. When I saw him together with Angelina playing, I was disappointed.. He was just a normal plain boy.. What is it about him that Angelina always seems to stick around him? Curiosity got hold of me and I decided to find out, Whenever Angelina went to play with him, I would tag along as well, sometimes other kids would join us but Peter would never play or talk to anyone unless Angelina was alone, she was the only one he could talk to freely and confidently.. I wanted him to notice me too, I wanted to get that kind of attention Angelina was getting but I didn’t.. Peter would always ignore me and now matter how I tried he would never talk to me.

One day, Angelina wasn’t feeling well, so I decided to try my luck again, As I came out of the house and I saw Peter outside their own house, I crossed over and asked if politely if he wanted to play… I was hoping to get a yes but instead he looked at me and then looked away keeping quiet, he couldn’t even give me an answer or a nod to indicate if he was interested or not, I felt angry and went back home disappointed, Later that day in the evening, Peter came into our house to come and check on Angelina’s well being , the little pr-ck even bought her some sweets and biscuits and none for me… Since then, I hated him so much…

Why was he ignoring me? What is that Angelina has that I don’t? I’m beautiful, I’m friendly, and I can be nice if I wanted to.. All these years I’ve been trying to figure out why he was ignoring me.. I’ve never done anything wrong to him yet he shuns me as if I’m some kind of a curse or plague.. He avoids me for no reason and I hate it… So since then I took it upon myself to make him notice me by force and I did that my tormenting him… At first, i thought if I troubled him, he would then be friends with me but still he ignored me, so continued tormenting and making his life a living hell and I was enjoying every moment of it.

One evening, I was in my room chatting on Instagram with one of my European friends in Europe, our conversation was going on well, until she ruined it by asking of Peter, whom I’ve told her so much about.

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Trisha ➡ So Charlene.. Where’s this mysterious Peter, you’ve been bad mouthing?

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Charlene ➡ Jesus Trisha! Why would you ask of that looney pr-ck? I have no business with him.

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Trisha ➡ Hey.. You said you’re going to send me his picture when you get back to Nigeria.. Come on.. Let me see what he looks like.

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Charlene ➡ Alright.. Hold on.. Let me see if I have his picture… Oh.. Here it is.

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Trisha ➡ Wow… He’s cute.

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Charlene ➡ Cute? With his face that looks like a pig’s a**, how can you call him cute?

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Trisha ➡ Oh, don’t be such a b-tch Charlene… He’s cute and you know it.

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Charlene ➡ Whatever I don’t care..

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Trisha ➡ Hmm, your cousin sure knows how to pick guys.. How long have they been togther?

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Charlene ➡ Since they were kids.

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Trisha ➡ Awwn.. Isn’t it adorable? Who knows they might get married?

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Charlene ➡ Married? God forbid.. May that day never come, in fact let world war 3 start on that day.

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Trisha ➡ You’re crazy, Charlene.. Come on.. This guy doesn’t look like an arrogant person to me.. I bet he’s the shy type.. I love me that are shy.

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Charlene ➡ Oh please don’t make me nauseous.. He’s nothing but a pretender.

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Trisha ➡ Look! Get over your biff with this guy and patch things up..

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Charlene ➡ Patch things up? Really? When that day comes.. I bet pigs will fly.

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Trisha ➡ Charlene.. You’re so unbelievable..

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Charlene ➡ Anyway.. How’s my boyfriend, Brad? Does he miss me?

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Trisha ➡ Sure he does, he’s been busy with his paintings ? .. So when are you coming back?

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Charlene ➡ Don’t worry. I’ll soon be back.. I can’t wait to show you my cousin.. She’s a fire cracker.

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Trisha ➡ Good, I can’t wait to meet her. Say hi ? for me.

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Charlene ➡ Will do darling.. Tah tah.

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