Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been really busy. Anyway, you found out how Isla took Darren and Hadley kissing! Hoped you liked it! Here's the next chapter!

"Hey guys," Ashlyn said as she came and scooted into our booth next to Aaron.

"Hey," Isla said coldly.

"What is going on with her?" Ashlyn asked Aaron.

"Isla's mad this morning because last night Hadley told her that she needs to get over herself and be thankful for what she has. AKA: Darren," Aaron explained.

Ashlyn nodded. "Oh," she said. "Speaking of Darren, where is he?"

"He's practicing his archery," I said. Every one looked at me, including Isla.

"How would you know that?" Liana asked me, eyes wide open.

I looked back at her. "He sent me a text. Why?"

"He sent you a text?" Isla asked, her expression full of anger.

I looked at her. "Yeah, he sent me a text," I said. "You wanna see?" I pulled her cell phone out of my pocket, went to my messages, and clicked on the one from Darren. I showed it to Isla.

Isla read the message out loud.

Hey, Hadley, gonna be practicing my archery for about two hours. Tell the others. Oh, and you can come watch me if you want. – Darren

"Whoa," Aaron said, his eyes wide open. "Maybe our boy Darren's a cheater."

"He is not cheating on Isla with me. We're just friends. And friends send each other texts," I said, a little irritated. "Plus he just wants to show me how good at archery he is. He did the exact same thing with you guys, didn't he?"

"Yeah," Ashlyn said, "he did. He did do the same thing with us."

"Exactly," I said. "So, why would he be a cheater? Because me and him kissed in front of my ex-boyfriend, and we were just acting?"

"No," Aaron said, "It was just a thought."

"Still," I said, "Get the whole story before you start jumping to conclusions."

"Sorry," Aaron said quietly. "I just thought-"

"You thought wrong," I said, cutting him off. "You know I am really sick and tired of people jumping to conclusions. It really gets on my nerves."

"Fine," Ashlyn said. "If you say he isn't cheating, then let's go straight to the source: Darren."

We all got up and walked out of the Dining Hall. We made our way to the archery building where Darren was. When we reached Darren, we stopped.

"Hey guys," Darren said as he looked at us, putting his bow and arrow down. "What's up?"

"Darren," I said, stepping forward. "They all seem to think you're cheating on Isla with me because you sent me a text that you sent each of them when you first met them. And they're not listening to me when I try to tell them that there is nothing going on between us. Will you please try to talk some sense into them?"

Darren looked at me and from me to every other person in the room. His eyes stopped on Isla, who was looking at him with an expression full of anger and hate. "There is nothing going on between me and Hadley. We're just friends. That kiss yesterday meant nothing. We were just acting. Plus, you shouldn't be mad at me, Isla, because you nodded and that told me okay. So, none of you have any right to be angry or mad."

Isla looked at me then at Darren. "Fine," she said. "I believe you guys. But if I ever hear a rumor that you are cheating on me with her, Darren, then I will ruin both of your guys' lives. And if I ever hear that you got a text from Darren, Hadley, I will ruin you more than I will ruin Darren. You guys are not allowed to be near each other with me or Liana or Ashlyn or Jayce or anyone else with you guys. Do you understand?"

We both nodded. Isla turned to the others, and when she did, me and Darren looked at each other for a second. I hoped none of the others caught it, because I didn't want to have to deal with Isla going off again.

"Now, do you guys understand that they are not allowed to be near each other without one of you with them?" she demanded. Every one nodded and then looked at each other. "Okay," Isla said, "I'm gonna go to my room. Some one watch Hadley and Darren." Then, she turned and left the building.

Liana looked at me, then at Darren. "Look, you guys, we believe you. We think that Isla's overreacting with the whole someone-has-to-watch-you-two-every-time-you-are-together-thing. We know you would never cheat on her, Darren. We know you love her that much. And Hadley-" she said, looking at me, "we know you would never hurt Isla like that. You seem like a very nice girl. So, you guys can practice archery, or you can watch Darren practice his archery, Hadley." Then, she motioned to the others and left the building, with every one but me and Darren following her.

I looked at Darren. "Are things always this crazy here?" I asked.

He chuckled. "Not all the time."

I smiled. "Well, one thing I know is that Isla can get sorta mean sometimes."

He looked at me. "She's only like that if she sees someone as a threat."

My eyes widened. "You mean, she sees me as a threat? How could she possibly see me as a threat?"

"I guess it's because she feels that there is something between us, and she's afraid of losing me to the new girl."

"Well, here's another thing I know: any girl would be afraid to lose you."

A faint smile spread across his face, lighting it up. "You really think so?"

I nodded. "I really think so." And I did. Darren seemed like an awesome guy. A guy any girl would be lucky to be with. A guy no girl should take for granted. A guy a girl should thank Nyx for every night. A guy any girl should be afraid to lose.

"Thanks," he said. I could tell I made his day a little better.

"It is my pleasure."

Darren looked at his watch, and sighed. "It's getting late. We should go," he said. And with that, we both got up and walked out of the archery building, heading toward the dorms.

When we got to the girls' dorm, we stopped.

"Well, this is where we part," Darren said.

"Aren't you gonna go up and say goodnight to Isla?" I asked.

"Not tonight. I think we're having a fight. I don't know. Anyway, you gotta go to sleep, and so do I, so goodnight." Then, he was gone.

I walked up to my room, kinda sad that I didn't get to spend more time with Darren. Was it wrong of me to like my best friend's boyfriend? Was it wrong of me to hope he liked me too? Was I being a bad friend for liking Darren? These questions kept swirling around in my mind as I got ready for bed and went to sleep.