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BLAIR’S POV. We had just ended our first class when my phone beamed. I picked it up to see it was a message from Stella, my best friend. I read the text. Blair, it pains me to say this, but I believe it's best for us to take a break from our friendship.You have always been my closest friend, always defending me, but I have realised I haven't been there for you when you needed me most. I feel ashamed to call myself your best friend, and I believe you deserve someone who can truly support you. I read Stella’s message over and over, puzzled by why she would send something like that. I texted her back, but she did not respond. Sighing, I pocketed my phone and decided to find her. I headed to her locker, where she usually kept her books. As soon as she saw me, she hastily closed her locker.