We’re Best Friends

Audrey B

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Alexa and I are best friends. We do everything together. We have been inseparable since her mom bought me for Alexa’s sixteenth birthday. I may be just a phone, but I know for a fact that I am Alexa’s best friend. She has tons of friends and is relatively popular, but she talks to me the most. She tells me all of her secrets, and then I reveal them to other people. Alexa’s friends tell me secrets, too. Then I announce them to Alexa. This weekend was going to be so much fun. Alexa’s boyfriend informed me about a party Friday night, and he wanted to know if Alexa would come. I was so excited and told Alexa his exact words. She informed me that she was going to go and I just had to notify her boyfriend. This party was going to be a blast. It was Friday night, and Alexa looked stunning; with her golden curls just right, and her red lips matching her red dress perfectly. The temptation was too great to resist. I had to take a few pictures and send them to her boyfriend. We were finally on our way. Alexa did not put on her seat belt after sliding into the driver’s seat. This made perfect sense to me. After all it would flatten her curls and wrinkle her dress. We were almost halfway to the party when Alexa’s boyfriend responded to the pictures I had sent him. I know it was nearly half because I am Alexa’s GPS. I was so excited about what her boyfriend told me that I could not wait to tell Alexa. She smiled and picked me up. Alexa started to tap my screen with a look of delight. I felt pretty honored to be appreciated so much. Then it ended when she looked up with a terrified look on her face. Then I was on the floor. Alexa was gone. Now it is Tuesday. I don’t know where I am; I don’t understand where Alexa is. I think it was all my fault. I should have waited. I should have been silent and in the purse where I belong. But now it is too late.


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