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Spring Fling and Layla wants me to be on the committee with her, she's out of her mind, I maybe a little perkier and happier than before, but I am not organising a school dance, no way in hell.
"Please Amaya, Magenta won't and I was wondering if you would sing at the dance," Layla pleaded as we lined up for our lunch, "it'll be fun!"
"Sing?" I muttered, heading for the table which Warren and Lash were currently sitting at, "I'll sing, but I will not organise the dance."
"Well, too bad, I've already signed you up," Layla said, sitting next to Lash.
"You are so dead!!" I shouted, flicking a grape at her, "I won't organise the stupid Spring Fling Layla, I'll sing, but I won't organise the decorations or anything else!!"
"You're organising the Spring Fling?" Warren smirked, "might actually be worth going to this year then."
"I am not!!" I protested, sending him a quick glare.
"You're signed up," Layla shrugged, "so is Warren and Lash."
We all choked, "what?!" we demanded in unison.
"First meeting's next week, Tuesday lunch time," Layla smiled happily, "it'll be fun, trust me."
"I hate you," I growled as the boys glared at her, I smirked as she blushed when Lash stole her bottle of juice, "Layla," I said sweetly, "can I speak with a second, in private?"
"Yeah," she nodded.
I yanked her up by the arm and turned to the boys, "touch my food or anything of mine while I'm gone, you're both dead, got it?" I warned.
They nodded with smirks.
I dragged Layla out the cafeteria and glared at some freshmen outside the doors, they bolted and I grinned triumphantly.
"Okay," I said in a hushed voice, "do you like Lash?"
"What?" Layla squeaked, blush flooding her ivory cheeks.
"Do you like Lash?" I repeated.
"Of course not, I'm dating Will," she protested, though she was avoiding my eye.
"You do," I said simply, "I can tell, look, you and Will have been acting a lot less lovey-dovey lately, maybe you're just meant to be friends, you and Lash would look so cute together as well."
"You like Warren," she retorted childishly, looking at the floor.
"I do not!" I blushed, "we're best friends, that'd be weird."
"You do," Layla grinned, "admit Amaya, you like Warren."
"Okay, okay, I do like him," I whispered, "but don't tell anyone, he's my best friend, it'd be weird and wreck our friendship if he found out."
"If you don't tell anyone about me liking Lash, I won't tell anyone about you liking Warren," Layla reasoned, holding out a hand, "deal?"
"Deal," I nodded, shaking her hand, "now, let's get back and annoy our crushes, they've probably eaten all my food."
We both laughed slightly and went back into the cafeteria, to find two girls at our table, sitting in our seats, next to our boys. I frowned slightly, as did Layla, and we made our way over to the table.
"Hey, you're back," Lash grinned at us, "Peace ate your food, Mai."
"Warren," I whined jokingly.
"It was Stretch," Warren protested, sending Lash a quick glare.
"Right," I laughed as Layla glanced between the girls in our seats.
"I can't believe this," she giggled, it was a very convincing giggle and I'm the only one who seemed to catch onto its fake-ness, she smiled happily, "we've been gone five minutes and you two have got yourselves girlfriends."
"What?" they gaped, then looked at the girls beside them, "no!"
"But we will be," one of the girls whispered to Layla and me with a wink.
"Yeah, that's nice," I said boredly, "now, you're in my seat, move."
"And you're in mine," Layla said simply to the other girl.
Their jaws dropped as well as Warren and Lash's, Layla was always so polite and nice now she was being rude to a another person.
"So move," Layla and I said together.
They bolted at my glare or was it Layla's cold stare? Either way, they left and we sat down with triumphant smirks.
"Aw, we have overprotective girl friends," Lash cooed in an imitation of me.
"Zip it," I growled as Will, Zach, Magenta and Ethan sat down.
"We're allowed to be overprotective," Layla shrugged, "you're…..you."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Lash cried indignantly, slamming a fist onto the table, making Warren and me glare.
"You're a man whore," I said simply with a shrug, "and Warren's one of the most sought after guys in school, we have to protect you both, and Grace told people about our supposed threesome and now everyone's saying we were shagging and are all fuck buddies, and Layla's probably going to be in on the rumours too now because of what's just happened."
Everyone's except Layla's, jaws dropped.
"Hallman is dead!" Lash declared, standing and looking round the cafeteria.
"Sit down," I ordered, "there's no point, you'll just get detention, then I'll feel sorry for you and make Warren get detention with me so you won't be lonely then the rumours will increase ten fold, so sit down and shut up Puppy."
"Uh, are you okay?" Warren asked slowly, raising an eyebrow.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I snapped, glaring moodily into space.
"Because I know you," he replied simply, "so tell me what's wrong."
"I'm fine," I growled, shooting him a glare, "so drop it, Peace."
That caused everyone's eyes to widen, I hadn't called Warren 'Peace' since he'd moved into the Stronghold household.
"Right," Warren nodded, grabbing my arm and pulling me up.
"Hey!" I protested as he dragged me out the cafeteria, "let go!"
Why did he pull me into a closet?
"Why did you pull me into a closet?" I demanded as he shut the door.
"What's wrong?" he asked simply, leaning against the door so I couldn't escape and folding his arms over his chest.
"Nothing," I said exasperatedly, "let me out, Warren."
"So it's Warren again?" he snapped, "you've been acting jumpy all week, Amaya, ever since detention on Monday, so tell me what's wrong."
He never called me Amaya.
"Nothing's wrong," I insisted, avoiding his gaze, "I promise, just having one of those days, you know?"
"Rain, I thought we were friends, you can tell me," he said softly, "even if it's something like, you're pregnant with Lash's baby."
I giggled at that, "I am not pregnant," I smiled, "and I'd never like Lash like that, he's like my brother."
"Than what's wrong?" Warren questioned.
"I'm fine, Warren," I sighed, "so drop it."
"No you're not."
"I am."
"Not."
"Am."
"Not."
"Am."
"No-mmfph!"
Warren was cut off by my lips on his, fireworks exploded in my brain and tingles ran right through my body as he kissed back, wrapping his arms round my waist as I wound mine round his neck.
"Why did you kiss me?" Warren muttered as we broke apart, his fingers making small circles on the small of my back.
"I really like you Warren," I whispered, meeting his eyes hesitantly.
"I like you too," he smiled, pressing his lips to mine gently, "man, Hippie's going to have a field day with this, she's been asking me if I like you for ages."
"Same here," I laughed, "I have the feeling she was going to push us into a closet, but we're kind of already in one, god, this is so cliché."
"So is the whole 'getting a crush on your best friend' thing, wouldn't you say?" Warren chuckled.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"Hey! Will you guys let me in!" Lash's voice called accompanied by a loud knocking on the door.
"I guess we'd better go," I giggled, reluctantly releasing Warren as his arms slowly fell from my waist and we pulled open the door to find Lash and Layla standing there.
"What?" Warren growled, glaring at them.
"What he means is, 'what the fuck do you want you annoying asses'?" I grinned as they looked all hurt and upset.
"Gee, thanks," Lash said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
Warren smirked slightly and wrapped an arm round my waist as I went to hit Lash, Layla and Lash's eyes widened before grins broke out on their faces.
"Finally," Layla laughed, hugging me happily.
"Now, I'm going to be all alone," Lash wailed dramatically.
"Not for long," I smiled mischievously, "I'll see you two later, I need to find someone, Layla, let's go."
"Who?" Warren asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes slightly as I went to move away.
"A certain freshman," I said innocently, "bye guys, Layla, let's go!"
Warren kissed me softly and if I had Ethan's power I would've melted, Warren was so warm and kissable, huggable and kissable, perfect!
"Amaya, I thought we were leaving," Layla said slowly as Warren and I stayed lip locked, she sighed impatiently, "Amaya!"
I pulled back, "okay, okay," I muttered, "bye guys, no getting detention and no getting any girlfriends and Warren, you're my boyfriend now, no arguments and Lash, be a good boy otherwise there's no popcorn while we watch movies tonight, bye guys, oh and if those girls from earli-" I yanked in a random direction by an impatient Layla.
"You really like him, don't you?" she smiled as we walked down the corridor and the boys were out of sight.
"Yeah," I nodded, "and I'm working on a plan to get you and Lashy boy together without Will getting hurt, he is my cousin after all."
"What kind of plan?" Layla asked slowly, one eyebrow raised.
"I'm still making it up," I admitted sheepishly, "but, I think the girl I met in detention on Monday can help out."
"How?" Layla frowned.
"All I have to do, is make her fall for Will and him fall for her," I said simply, "if you want to go through with this that is."
"What if Lash doesn't like me," she whispered sadly, "then I'll be alone."
"Wait here," I sighed, darting back down the corridor toward Lash and Warren, I caught sight of them and grinned, "LASH!! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!!"
They turned and I sent a wink at Warren and beckoned for Lash to come over to me, he did and I yanked him down to my level, why are all the guys in my life taller than me?
"Who do you like?" I questioned bluntly, "like, you have a crush on."
"Um, uh," he stammered, "promise you won't tell a soul."
"Yes," I nodded as Warren stopped beside us, "and so does Warren."
"I what?" he frowned.
"Promise not to tell anyone who Lash has a crush on," I said dismissively, "now, talk, Lash, I'm in a hurry and this is crucial to my plan."
"Layla," he mumbled, "but she's with Stronghold."
"Thanks," I grinned, skipping back in the direction of Layla, "be good boys!"
The plan was in action, Grace was coming round and should be here in five minutes, Will was going to answer the door, Layla was going to act all jealous when Grace began flirting with Will and then Layla would run out 'crying' and I would send Lash after her to comfort her and they would have an unbreakable bond and get together, yes, I was a genius!
"Warren, can you pass me those jelly worms?" I smiled as I couldn't reach the sweets from my spot on the couch and Warren was closer to them.
He sighed and gave them to me as Will put in a movie of my choice, Romeo and Juliet, it was so sweet and sad and I loved it.
"Do we have to watch this, Maya?" Will whined, "it's a girly movie."
"Unless you want to die, yes," I shrugged as the doorbell rang, "oh, Will that's a friend I invited over, could you answer the door please and you can pick the next movie, promise."
He sighed and got up as I sent a quick wink at Layla who smiled slightly.
Step one of Plan Lash/Layla Loved Up is go!
"Uh hi, I'm Grace," a nervous voice said from the hall and Lash and Warren sent me confused looks, I just grinned.
"What are you planning?" Warren whispered in my ear, his arms round my waist, it was amazing how quickly we had gone fro best friends to boyfriend/girlfriend mode.
"Nothing," I said innocently, "Grace is okay and the more the merrier right?"
He looked at me suspiciously but dropped it as Will and Grace came into the room, Grace twirling her dark blonde hair around her finger and batting her eyelashes flirtatiously at Will who was looking at her avidly.
Step two of Plan Lash/Layla Loved Up is go!!
Throughout the movie Grace got closer and closer to an unresisting Will while Layla 'glared' at them, man, I was a genius.
As the movie finished Layla bolted out the room when Grace was practically on Will's lap, I sent them both a 'glare' before turning to Lash.
"Go after her," I said softly, no need, he was already halfway out the room.
Step three of Plan Lash/Layla Loved Up is go!!!
(Lash POV)
That damn Stronghold, he was lucky to have Layla and he just let that fucking Grace Hallman slobber all over him, asshole.
"Layla?" I said quietly as I found her in the kitchen, her head buried in her arms, I placed a hand on her shoulder, "you okay?"
"Yeah," she smiled, lifting her head to look at me.
Why didn't she look sad?
She wasn't even crying.
"Stronghold's an idiot," I said, sitting beside her, "he was stupid to let Grace do that."
"It was all part of the plan," Layla laughed, "mine and Amaya's plan, we thought it up during lunch."
"Why?" I frowned, "I thought you really liked Stronghold."
"He'll always be more like a brother to me than anything else," she shrugged, "there's someone I like, I mean really like, he's changed from when I first met him, he's sweet now."
"Who?" I muttered, she liked someone else and she would never like me.
"You," she said softly, hesitantly placing her lips on mine, " I really like you Lash, more than I ever liked Will."
I stared at her, my eyes wide, "me?" I managed eventually, "you like me?"
Nod.
"Good," I grinned, "'cause I like you too."
I gently pressed my lips to hers, she tasted so sweet and perfect, her lips were soft and plump, man, Amaya was awesome to think of this plan.
A/N: They all got together!! YAY!! But this is not the end, there is more to come and a lot of surprises from Amaya's past!!
Tune in next time for the next chapter of:
Falling!!
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