"Which group are you going to join?" Zoey asked Tiffany during the lunch break, on the rooftop the next day."Group?" Tiffany creased her brow."Ugh, there are different groups in western high, there are swimmers, dancers, singers, footballers, name it," Zoey sipped her juice."Oh, that. I don't have any skills to flaunt. How about you? Which group are you in?" Tiffany asked."Singing. Trust me, I am a good singer," Zoey said and Tiffany laughed, nodding her head."You know how to cook, right?" "No, I can only make sandwich, " Tiffany said and Zoey laughed."How can you not know how to cook?""Well, growing up, there is no one to teach me how to do the domestic chores. That's how much of a loner I've been," Tiffany nodded her head then took a bite from her doughnut."Oh.""By the way, do you not have friends? It's not like you just resumed also, you should have at least two or more friends," Tiffany mumbled with a mouthful of doughnut."Well... I just don't want to relate with the gi
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