Knowing that something wasn't right was why he was following her around the house. He had noticed that since yesterday but he had thought it was something minor, something that would pass anytime soon, but she was still sulking and he needed to know how she could turn from being happy to being troubled within thirty something hours.
It was written on all over her face and he didn't like it. He wanted to know what she was dealing with so that he would be able to help.
Dylan pulled on his best friend 's arm to stop her from walking away from him the second time without answering his questions. "Royal, I'm asking you a question and you keep evading it. What's going on, I know something is wrong somewhere, so it's better you just out and tell me. I'll stop poking you or disturbing you about
