He loves me.

He loves me not.

He loves me.

He loves me not.

He loves me not.

He loves me not!

Damn you, Everett Thomas... Why did you have to come into my life? Why do you have to make this hurt so much? Why does it all have to be so unfair?

Face it, Jubes, you're just not 'The One'.

But he is.

How do you tell your best friend that you love them?

Hey, Ev, what's up? By the way, I love you.

You can't.

Even if I didn't know he didn't feel the same way back, would it be worth the risk? God, I cherish our friendship more than anything else, could I deliberately destroy it like that?

He loves me not. He doesn't even know. Doesn't know how it hurts when he's not around. How I never want to be apart from him. How my heart flutters when I'm with him.

Yeah, that's right, flutters. Jubilation Lee, Idol O' Millions, flutters. Deal with it.

And he wants Monet. God, why did it have to be Monet? As if I didn't hate her enough already. I can't compete with her.

But then, I don't have to. No, I'm Best Friend Girl, Super Doormat! Please, come tell me how much you care about her! Bring your girl problems to me! I'll listen! I'll console! I'll advise! I'll pretend I wouldn't rather be roped down while flesh-eating cockroaches were poured on my key erogenous zones! Why? Because I'm Best Friend Girl! All in a days work, fair citizen...

No, that's not fair. I love him. If cruel fate says that best friend is the role I'm supposed to play in his life, I'll happily accept. I'd do anything for him.

Besides, friendship is supposed to be better than relationships, right? It's more important.

Shyeah, like you'd know, Lee. Little Miss Never Had A Boyfriend.

There'll be other guys.

I don't want other guys.

I want him.

Damn you, Everett Thomas... Why can't you just love me?

Sigh.

He loves me not.