Magical-Pema

"It looks like another murder happened" "..." "How many murders have their been so far?" "None" I look up from my newspaper to look at Andrew. He's been my best friend for as long as I can remeber. He was smart, much smarter than me. But he's also secretive and somewhat manipulative. To me, he's abit shy as well, and he's very nice too. I'm, well, a screw-up, dumb and gullible. He was the only friend I had. My parents are never around, and I feel like no one likes me. Though I may not be depressed, I have good reasons to be. I was at his house because he invited me to dinner, which he was making right now. He's also a terrific chef. But