"Will," Cornelia said running up behind me. "What's up? I feel like I haven't really talked to you in like forever."

"I'm fine, Corny," I said even though I wasn't at all fine. "I've just been really busy lately." In fact I was busy trying to figure out what I should do about liking my best friend's boyfriend. Cornelia had been dating the totally hot rebel leader from Meridia. Will was totally in love with Caleb but he was in love with Cornelia.

"Okay," Corny said before looking over her shoulder at Caleb who was calling her name. "I'll catch you later!"So as Cornelia got to be all lovey dovey with her wonderful boyfriend, I got to walk home all by myself, wallowing in my misery.

"Should I tell her?" I asked myself as turned a corner and almost ran straight into one of the other Guardians, Irma.

"Tell who what?" Irma asked as she walked along with me towards my house.

"Oh, nothing," I lied trying to keep my voice even.

"Oh yeah right," Irma replied annoyingly. "You know you can tell me anything. We are Guardians we can trust each other completely."

"I know but I can't," I stammered getting kind of nervous.

"Can't or won't?" she asked kind of annoyingly."Come on Will, we are best friends."

"Well," I said kind of reluctantly as we reached my house. "I like Caleb a lot then I'm betraying Cornelia by liking him and then I'm lying to her too. I don't want to lie but I don't want to be betraying her by liking her boyfriend. I mean she likes him so much and he likes her so much too, you can just tell."

"Wow," Irma replied after a few seconds. "I knew it had to do something with Cornelia but I wasn't sure. I mean you have acting so weird around her lately and you just seem kind of distracted."

"Is it really that obvious?" I asked getting kind of distressed.

"Conry, Taranee, Hay Linn, and I all see it. We can tell something is going on. I think you should tell Conry, I mean that is the best thing to do. Being Gaurdians means trusting each other and she can't trust if she thinks you're lying to her."

"I guess you're right," I whispered. "Will you help me tell her? Please? I'm so afriad she is going to be mad at me."

"Of course I'll help you," she replied reassuringly. Why wouldn't I?"