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Casually shopping on the streets of New York City, overwhelmed by the shops on my left and right. I can only focus on the shop, “What to buy what to buy?”  Suddenly I stepped into a damp. Water splattered all over my brand new white dress.  My face immediately turned bright red, lowering my head to look at my dress I saw gray splatters all over my dress. I can feel the gray water streaming down my body under my dress. “What am I going to do” I thought to myself. “I really hope nobody saw that.” Talking to my self in the street, fingers crossed praying that I don’t have to run into anybody I know. That was when I saw from the corner of my right eye; a guy right next to me offering his help. With an elbow nudge that he used to do to me as a child, memories were flying through my head like a slide show of pictures. The only thing I can think of was “out of all people, of course he would be the one to see this. Just my luck.”

“I am fine.” I looked down to the floor, picking my nails,  as I answer my best friend, Liz’s question. I know that she was not buying my answer from the tone of her voice. “oh really?” she asked in a sarcastic  tone. “Yes.” I said as I was biting my lips looking everywhere except her eyes, giving her the shortest answer possible not wanting to continue this conversation. The second she saw my face, I knew that she saw what I was doing. She knew that I bit my lips every time I lie. There was no way to get around this now. This is the con and pro of having a best friend. She knows everything about you, everything is out on the table no.