Affirmation

Walking down the street with Venus, I could almost feel the looks I was getting from some of my quasi-friends. Usually, people who glare at you like that aren't your real friends. Real friends don't look at you funny in front of you; after all, they just talk about you behind your back. I think having cynical thoughts did something weird to my face, because Venus skipped in front of me and poked my cheek in what I assume is her typical upbeat, insolent manner. "Why the sour look, Edwin?"