chapter one: *departing*

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Last year I was a high schooler Tiffany Kim is my name. I'm half korean and american. Anyway, I was currently facing a dilemma that I couldn't even tell my parents about. First, my medical test result was out and from what my therapist said from the result he claimed that I was bisexual. Well from what I observed of myself I neither liked both genders. While my mates were out dating I remained indoors studying. Reason, I liked no one and dating was not my thing.

"Tiffany!". One of my goofy friend called out when I walked into the coffee shop we were to meet to say our final goodbyes before going to our separate colleges.

Amber Donalds: 164 cm in height, pretty, hair,long,blonde and curly and the die for in our clique. Boys always oogled over her. She the sexy kind in our social circle. Not too brainy but hot.

Daisy clerk: 169cm in height, got good looks, bastardly rich. Hair,shoulder length, black and straight. She was the money talk kind. Pretty but saucy. She followed latest trends and dated any kind of guy that caught her eyes. Brainy I will rate her 70%.

Jennie sparks: 162cm in height, good looking too, nice but wicked. Hair,long, strawberry blonde. She was the crazy and manipulative kind. Her niceness was a lure for sex partners. I think she fucked half of the boys in our high school. And what was more funny about her was her distinguishing nature of dicks. She is 88% brainy.

Tiffany kim: 165cm in height, pretty like hell, mischievous and rich. Hair, long, brown and straight. Nerdy and introverted. Books were the only things that revolved around her. Relationships were out of lists and sexual preference none. People really don't know about her but they know she exists. She was completely out of the circle when it came to social life.

Now you all know about me and my goofy friends I was the only one that lacked behind when it came to the social circle.

"Hey, your here". Jennie said patting a space for me.

"What's that?". I asked looking at Daisy's hand.

"Ow, this is the lastest louis vuitton purse it's a foldable. Shiny right?." Daisy said flashing her new purse.

"I thought that was an insect" jennie said trying to provoke Daisy. Jennie was my favorite although she was manipulative at times.

"You know going to Harvard won't do you any good". Jennie said to Daisy who was taking selfies with her new purse.

"I got into cordwall university that's the only school that could accept me with my grades". Amber said dejected.

"Well, am going back to England". Jennie said and everyone paused.
"My parents want me to come over they think I've stayed long enough with my aunt".
In the four of us I was more heartbroken. Jennie was someone who I cherished the most in our friendship circle.

"Tiffany, your the only one lucky in our clique." Jennie with a half smile.

"You've got good grades". Amber said.

"A scholarship to any college of your choice."

"And no relationship problem". They chorused together causing us to laugh.

" I broke up with Daniel he was way too off for my liking. Each time I bought something new he always complained. Urgh!, I was sick of it." Daisy said

"Mark was too sex driven and he called me dumb each time we quarrelled and we are not attending the same college. So we cut off our ties". Amber said.

"Well I did have to find another SP samuel is not following me to England". Jennie said.

" My therapist said I'm bisexual".

"Oh". Amber
"My".Daisy
"Gad". jennie

"Congratulations". They said making me confused.

"You are still lucky, you can have a guy and girl at the same time". Jennie said patting my shoulder.
I was disappointed I mean who would be happy to be diagnosis ed bisexual. It was not something to be proud of I couldn't help but hissed at them. They were really annoying.

"Can we put this aside, let's go to a club and party before departing". Jennie said making the other girls to yipe.

"Your coming". They said together looking at me. I couldn't help but laugh at their cuteness they made me happy despite their personalities.

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