*Tristan P.O.V.*
Is he crazy??? As I pull Maya along by her arm, in order to get as far away from Miles as possible, she yells at me.
"Tristan," she says, finally grabbing a pole with her free arm. I hadn't noticed we were, already, all the way outside. "What's gotten into you?!?" she demands. I look at her, sternly.
"Maya, stay away from Miles!" I say in the manliest voice I can conjure - which isn't a very good one concidering my all-the-time, high pitched, Gay-Guy voice. She looks at me with a mocking smile and says, "Trust me, Tris, I have no intention of flirting him away from you. Zoe's already got that covered, remember?" I look at her with an engry glint in my eyes.
"This isn't about stealing Miles from me!" I say. "And stop making this about my crushes. Miles is trouble, you hear me? TROUBLE! So just, stay away from him!"
"I thought you liked him," Maya says. I look down and can feel a single tear streak down my cheek.
"I thought I did to," I say. I'm looking down at my own reflection in a puddle. I hear Maya whisper a little, "I'll give you a minute," and then leave. As I stand there, I think about what happened between me and Miles. How could I have been so stupid? I feel wind and it starts getting colder. Fast drops of water ripple the reflection of me in the puddle. It's raining. I should go back to my room, get into some dry clothes, and hang out inside the rest of the day, or, at least, until the rain lets up. Instead, I run. I run straight ahead and away from Maya, Miles, Winston, Zoe, and everyone else. I run towards nowhere.
***Sory it's so short guys, but I really wanted to get this up there for you all!!! ^.^***
