... we did not like. One day I was sitting next to her, and I was having a drink. She said the funniest thing and I spat my water everywhere. It was so funny we laughed for ages. She was always brighter than me, but I managed to keep up. I could not keep up for long though. We used to cry when our parents took us away from each other at the end of the day. We were dependent on each other. She moved up a year. She was just too clever. We slowly parted, as it was 'un cool' for her to talk to someone who was in the year below. After that she moved into my families' estate with her parents. How we loathed each other. Then soon we were best friends again. How funny things are. I stayed at her house for hours, only returning to my house ...

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