When I told Jasmine about Allison's conversion, she wasn't very sympathetic. That silly bitch has an outfit for every occasion. I'm suspicious of anyone who is always in costume. Try as I might, I can't put myself in Allison's penny loafers. First of all, I wouldn't let another girl so much as look at my book.
Good fences make good neighbors.
Nobody knows where I hide my address book, not even Jasmine. While I don't relate to Allison's guilt, I sort of understand wanting to please a boyfriend. A guy doesn't deserve THAT unless he's supporting you. Allison has never been the sharpest eyebrow pencil at the makeup counter, but I can't just drop her. Jasmine's being horrible about it.