**June 11**
Kate is my best friend. Honestly, that’s all she is. From the looks of things, that’s all she ever will be. Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m not one of those neckbeard “gentlemen” types who thinks that being nice to a girl is all it takes for her to want to throw herself at me. A) She has a boyfriend, and B) she just happens to not be attracted to me. I get that.
But I can’t help it. She’s exactly my type. Blonde. Tiny. Fittest ass I ever did see.
We were chilling at my place listening to music. I was scrolling through my phone. She was checking herself out in the mirror.
“What do you think of my ass?” she asked all of a sudden.
I swallowed. “Huh?”
“I feel like I’m too tiny to have this much ass. Plus, I feel like it’s just… fat. Not, like, Instagram model toned, you know? Should I start doing glute workouts?”
She pulled her shorts up, looking back at the mirror. I luckily kept my composure. “Don’t be insane. A lot of girls would kill to have what you got.”