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Should I get an ice cream & milk or chips & juice............?   As I reach down for the ice cream I feel this instant sharp ache in my hand, in a reflex I spun around and hit something…Amy was standing behind me.  I looked at her face and saw a shocked expression that looked like she witnessed her mother die.   Then I look to the right a little and see this red blob of a hand print.  I hit my best friend!  Her hand” immediately came up to cover the wound I inflicted on her.                                                                                      “I’m so sorry Amy!  I didn’t mean too! “ “Bitch!” her face….. angry….. Her eyes….still shocked. “Any way…” she always did that she would fake something and says another. “What are you doing with that?”She said admonishingly “Didn’t you sing your name ‘Kristal Lee Bolivard’ to that contract?” “Well I haven’t anything to eat anddd…………..”Before I could finish “A-A-A-AND WHAT?!”WHAT ARE YOU WORKING FOR? WHAT IS YOUR GOAL? Everyone in the crowd looked at us. It was like I was being interrogated”. “I’ll get rid of it after……. Like you know where…….. Like you know how...” I was embarrassed at first to say that out loud but with Amy it was OK, but I was surprised to hear: “Wow, I guess you really do want this…and your sore throat... there was an awkward moment that second… I finally took that ice cream under my coat and walked by the lunch lady handing her nothing but a smile.