Layla
After Carla told me goodnight, she began to make her way home while Jody stayed back to talk to me. I already knew what he wanted to talk about and I was having none of that.
“If you're going to bring up the flag incident. Don't bother.” I said, feeling the wind ruffle my hair and clothes.
Jody stuck his hands in his pockets, failing to meet my eyes. “But we still have to talk about it. It’s a big deal.”
I shook my head. “No, it isn't. We're friends. That's what we do for each other. I would have done the same for Carla too.”
Jody let out a sigh, finally meeting my eyes. “Just so you know, I would have done the same for you too.”
“I know that you dork,” I said, and he chuckled, running his fingers through his hair. His expression soon got serious.
“Do you really like Caspian?”
