What happens afterwards can't be explained by words alone,but by actions.Diana's face was red like beetroot but her eyes didn't show she was angry but a kind of aching sadness.Her eyebrows contracted and she looked like she was about to explode.Chills went up my spine as we looked at each other.Then they call me a weirdo."Never mind",she mutters.Then she leaves.My brain wasn't filled with questions this time but only words,pools of words.Heart..breakup..Jon...Diana...love...confusion...Jamila...Jamila. "Jamila!Jamila!'.This time it isn't my head.Someone was actually calling me.That's when I turn back and see Amber's face.Just for a second.Her hands grasp me and I almost lose balance.The whole world seemed like it was spinning as I tried to gain focus over the tornado that just

