Reina had lit up again and bounced away. Bailey's heart dropped from between her lungs to down somewhere in her digestive system. It wasn't a nice feeling.
She despondently picked up her books for the second time and was about to leave the Sky Deck when London's manicured hand hooked onto her shoulder. She didn't pull away.
"So you can't like Cody because … Reina?"
Bailey shook her head to confirm that London was right. She managed to shake London's hand off her shoulder and kept walking back to her cabin.
"Hey!" London shouted. "I just had this hand manicured," she muttered to herself.
*
"Bailey! Hi!" Cody was striding through the corridors and slowed down to talk with the object of his affection. "I was wondering if you wanted to … Bailey, are you okay?"
"What, yeah," Bailey nodded, too quickly, in Cody's opinion. "Just not feeling too good, you know. I think I'll take an early night."
"Oh." Cody paused. "Well, I hope you feel better tomorrow."
"Thanks." Bailey kept walking.
Confusion flitted over Cody's face and he picked up his pace again. He would ask London.
*
London, probably via an expensive mechanised transportation machine, had made it back to the cabin before Bailey. Not that it mattered, because as soon as Bailey closed the door she curled up on her sheets, hugging her comforter.
"Bailey," London began. "I know you don't want me to ask, but why?"
Bailey almost smiled. London was beginning to possibly pick up on someone else's feelings, other than her own. She cocked her head up at the rich girl.
Sitting up, she crossed her legs and explained. Let it all out. Told.
"Last week, Reina told me she liked Cody. I told her I would try and find out what Cody thought about her. This was before I knew that I liked Cody. I know, it sounds stupid, but I didn't know. Just trying to find out what he thought about Reina made me like him more and more."
Bailey sighed.
"Why can't you just tell her that you like him too?"
"Because I promised her that I would try and get him to ask her out. She's a friend and I made a promise. Even though I like him I made a promise to her as a friend and will follow it through."
London didn't know what to say after that. The two unlikely friends sat on their respective beds, silently. After a while, Bailey lay back down.
"I'm going to get some dinner, Bailey. Are you coming?" London asked.
"No, thanks."
Thanks for all the amazing reviews and the person who favourited! You folks have just made my day pretty good. Next chapter up soon. (Also, sorry this is a bit shorter, but I originally wrote it as a one-shot and then realied how incredibly douchey putting it all up at once, and I'm having trouble splitting it = please enjoy anyway!)