"We figured. That's why we want to offer you something." British boy said.
"You can call it a proposition." Boy number 5 piped in.
"Or you can call it an offer of a lifetime." Boy number 4 chimed in, earning an eye roll from me.
"So exactly what are you saying?" I asked hesitantly.
"Let's take you to the fun side of town called friendship." Boy number 2 responded.
"A town with no rules on the basis of love, where friends become family. It's that easy" Boy number 3 finished.
At least that's what I thought.
                            ****
Ever broken into a security watched park at 2 am to save someone from possibly dying inside a kids' playground tunnel? Or ever tried to do unspeakable things just to help a friend?
Well that's what happens when you decide to befriend dummies.
                               *****
After leaving home, hostile Renee sets off to a whole new territory in preparation for her Masters.
With zero friends and no iota of what it means to make one, she heads on, determined to keep her head out of drama.
But it seems this trouble can't stay away.

Meet Henry, Chris, Jaxx, Harlan and Matteo. 
Five annoying and humorous flirts seeking a change of atmosphere, a fresh start and a new beginning of some sort.
When these boys come barging into her life, she has to prepare herself for her worst nightmare; Friendship.
Join them as they embark on this course of love, loads of laughter, hatred, adventures and, friendship.

A Town Called Friendship

As I began to gain my consciousness, I raised my heavy eyelids half way only for them to fall shut. I wrapped myself inside my duvet, waves of nausea coupled with my now increasing headache made me feel like a truck ran over me. I turned to my side, reeling in all the events of last night and I internally shook. 


The aching in my head felt like my brain was inside a balloon being inflated with pressure. I slowly sat up despite the pain in my head that felt like I was carrying a ton of stones. Now I know why it’s called a hangover. 


As soon as my legs hit the ground as if on impulse, all that I took came up my throat and I immediately ran to the bathroom and poured out my insides. I held my hair up and vomited till there was nothing left in me. 


I made my way to the sink and I splash cold water on my face just to feel something refreshing and instantly wish I could wash the pain in my head too. The mirror shows my tired looking eyes, the earlier need to get loose, gone. 


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