Death is My BFF by Katarina E. Tonks

Author:Katarina E. Tonks [Tonks, Katarina E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wattpad WEBTOON Book Group

XIV

After seeing David, I took the train back to Pleasant Valley and met Marcy at our favorite Mexican restaurant for dinner. Manuel’s was a hole-in-the-wall taco joint ten minutes from my house. If there were ever a cure for heartbreak, it was the guac at this restaurant.

The last thing I wanted was to be alone with all the emotional turmoil inside me. I explained that after I’d faked sick from school, I’d gone to the D&S Tower to talk to David again, and he’d broken things off.

“You protected me through all the stuff with Thomas, and now it’s time to return the favor,” Marcy said, as she fixed her makeup in a compact mirror. “If David D-bag Star has the audacity to cross paths with you again, he’s done for. Pretty Boy won’t know what hit him.” She shut the compact with a vicious snap and traded it for her wallet in her bright-orange Coach tote. “Think of me as the chastity belt between his little burrito and your taco. See what I did there?”

“Marcy, please,” I laughed out. “We’re in public.”

“Ugh, guys are slime,” she grumbled and fished for a twenty-dollar bill. “I’m sorry I keep yapping about this, but I’m just so mad!

My sweet best friend is hurting. If you ask me, David is the last man on this planet who deserves his last name. The only astronomical thing about him was his big bubbly ass in the tabloids a while back, and we all know how that ended up. A Photoshop sham.”

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

“Plenty of times, although I love myself enough for the both of us.” She shrugged self-importantly but in a joking way. “It’s a curse.”

Holding back another laugh, I stepped toward the girl behind the glass dome of toppings to create my order: three beef tacos with lettuce, tomato, cheese, sour cream, salsa, and a side of Manuel’s homemade chips and guac.

“I’ll have you know,” Marcy continued, once she was done placing her order, “I’m writing David a terrible review on my fashion blog for his new men’s clothing line!” She took out her phone and viciously typed. “Aaand Send. Ha! Come on, girl, time to eat our feelings. Then we’ll kick it at your place and binge watch the rest of season three of Buffy.”

I managed a smile. Sounded like a plan to me. Together, we walked to the soda station. I put some ice into my large cup and filled it to the brim with a little of each colorful soda. I called this creation the Sugar Splurge. Marcy made a face.

“What?” I asked, sipping the drink.

“I can’t believe you’re still doing that, loser.” We walked to our usual table. “Your metabolism is so unfair. If I drank these, I’d gain like twenty pounds. Not in my ass either, might I add.”

“Girl, don’t even start. Have you looked in the mirror? You’re the ultimate hottie tamale!” Sliding into a chair across from her, I immediately dunked a salted lime chip into the guac.

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