Chapter 7

"He said what?"

Layla reached over and covered her friend's mouth, trying to quiet the other girl. Magenta swatted her hand away, her eyes wide and disbelieving after hearing the latest love drama concerning the redhead. God, why couldn't her life be this exciting? All she had pining after her was a glowing pile of turd.

"And what did you say back?" she asked in a relatively quieter voice.

"I didn't say anything!" Layla whispered, feeling as if every pair of ears in the general vicinity was currently eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Well when are you going to see him again?"

"I don't know! What would I say?"

"Tell him you like him back!" Magenta insisted.

"But what if that's not what he meant?" Layla asked, her frustration starting to show.

"What else would he have meant?"

Layla brought her hands up to cover her face and groaned. The girls were in their last class of the day, and Layla finally had the chance to tell her friend what happened last night without Zach and Ethan hanging around. The teacher had given them the last few minutes of the class period to socialize, and many of the boys were goofing around in various parts of the room.

"I don't even know that I like him back. Everything is just so confusing right now. Will said-"

Magenta put her hand up, immediately silencing the other girl. "Who cares about Will? It's not like he stopped seeing Miss Perfect when she was mean to you. It shouldn't matter to him who you are dating."

"I just don't want anything to harm our friendship," replied Layla, letting out a big sigh.

"Well maybe this could be the test of true friendship or whatever. God, that sounds so stupid," scoffed Magenta, rolling her eyes. "When did you turn me into such a sap?"

Layla laughed, "You're just living vicariously through me."

Magenta dug through her shoulder bag, finding a handful of loose change at the bottom.

"Maybe we should just flip a coin. Heads for Will, tails for Warren."

"Are you serious?"

"Why not?" Magenta shrugged, setting a coin on the desk. "It's not like you're going to decide anytime soon."

Magenta threw the coin up and it landed on the desk, her hand covering the object before either of them could see the outcome.

The bell signaling the end of classes rang at that moment, causing a handful of students to immediately jump up and head out the door, eager to get home and start their weekend.

With the rush of students grabbing their bags around them, Magenta removed her hand, giving Layla a pointed look, a smirk adorning her face.

"That doesn't answer anything." Layla mumbled, reaching down to grab her bag off the floor.

The dark-haired girl snatched the coin off the desk, which was proudly laying tails side up and grabbed her bag as well.

"I just think that you need to stop worrying about what Will thinks and do what you want for once. If you don't like Warren, that's fine, but I have a feeling he's not going to like any potential boyfriends, enemy or not."

"So if you were me, what would you do?" Layla asked, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"I would follow my heart." Magenta replied, then made a face at her choice of words.

Layla laughed in response, "You really are turning into a sap."

A/N: I apologize for the shortness of this chapter. I want to thank everyone who has reviewed and added this story to their alerts and favorites. It means a lot of me that so many of you look forward to this reading this. Also thanks for the congratulations. The wedding was almost perfect, if you ignore the part where we had to go into the basement after the ceremony because of a tornado! Life is funny sometimes, isn't it?