Out of sight

"Aren't you happy? You always liked him. Your little savior..."

Sam scoffed and glared at the girl who was sitting with her while drinking coffee. She was her childhood friend and they both were the group who would do all kind of craziness in middle school.

"Well, people like us don't get love. We are not made for love. We are not even seen." She sighed in the end.

"At least I am more prettier than you." Anna flicked her hair making Sam sneer.

"You can tell these lies to yourself." Sam was not much happy after hearing her.

"Ya...come on. You are not ugly. You have everything to be pretty if you try. Stop wearing those baggy clothes and apply some make up." She told her who picked her cup and took a sip.

"Haha....nice joke. They don't look at us when girls like Barbara are around us."

"Then stop following her around." Anna looked at the handsome barista who was coming towards them.

"I wish I could."

"Hey, why are you sitting so sad?" He sat with her and kissed her forehead.

"She is