Evidence

If you don't know what smut is, please kindly skip this drabble.

Shit.

Zach pissed off Warren. Again.

Warren left in a huff. Again.

And Warren left his weird man-purse. Again.

"Layls, Zach, I'm gonna go run Warren his bag back." They nodded and Will and Ethan waved me off in a I-hope-he-just-takes-it-instead-of-killing-you sort of way.

I shoved one of my purple streaks over my shoulder, and placed the strap of the leather bag on the cleared space.

This thing weighs a ton.

I pushed through the cafeteria crowd, using the bag's momentum to keep me moving, and followed the brooding blur down the hallway. He turned into the little enclosed courtyard thing, and sat on a wall. I hid behind a bush, and for the pure fun of it, I waited to see how long it would take him to realize his man-purse was gone.

He had been sitting down for maybe thirty seconds when he looked next to him and flamed up.

I skipped around the hedge and sat a few feet away on the wall, rifling through the bag.

"Wow Warren, interesting collection. Books of poetry, classics, a cheesy romance you stole from Layla last Tuesday, more classics… Well what's this?"

He looked over at me and panic crossed his face. "Magenta, give it back." When I made no move to do what he asked, he lunged for me. I threw the bag in the air and made a run for it, holding the key piece of evidence in my hand.

I was running back to the cafeteria, and Warren was right on my heels. He aimed a fireball at me, but I jumped and ran through the cafeteria doors. I was breathing heavily, so all I did was shove the book between Layla and Will.

Warren stalked in after me. "What book did you take?" His hands were still on fire, and I started laughing hysterically.

Will and Layla's eyebrows were high on their heads as they read the title and blushed. Zach grabbed the book and showed it to Ethan. The former started laughing and the latter melted slightly, turning pink.

I half-way regained my composure, and blurted out the first words in my head.

"Warren, what on earth would convince you to bring smut to school?"

Warren turned Fifty Shades of Red.

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If you know the book I am referring to, GOOD JOB! You get a gold star!