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My "best friend" didn't just break the girl code—she burned it down in the back of a car while I was looking for her. I’ve been obsessed with Leo for six months. Everyone knew it, but especially my best friend, Maya. I told her everything—the way he makes me nervous, the songs that remind me of him, and exactly how I planned to finally ask him out at the party last night. Maya was my biggest "supporter." She even helped me pick out my outfit. But the second we got to the party, she didn't act li