Chapter 36

My friends could be anything but un stylish. Hunter had his hair fastened by an elastic band, with the brown and silky locks well combed. He wore a smocking and a black dress shirt. And as much as the color was from his shoulders to his feet by the glossy shoes, he exuded an incredible kind of shine of his own. Suzane wore a dress also black, but black was definitely his color. The heavy and long hair was drooping in thick curls by the short and around the arms. And she looked like a queen without a crown. My friend didn't wear strong makeup, but not even the brown lipstick could erase all her grandeur and power. Together, Suzane and Hunter were heartbreakers, and I loved them deeply.

"You look beautiful, Suzy," I spoke in a malicious tone. Hunter snorted with a laugh. He kept saying that he should pay good dollars for Suzy and I to catch each other. (Of course he just joked; I would never have any kind of attraction to my best friend. I knew too many of Suzane's defects for that). A