"Oh my god!" Layla squeaked. "The police are here! Why? What did you do?" She quickly threw the gun at Nerdy and wiped her hands on her skinny jeans.
"Wait!" Nerdy caught the gun reflexively. "What did I do?"
"Yes, duhh. You're the one with the gun." Layla looked up at the ceiling, twirling a strand of hair.
"Hey...Wait a darn minute! I didn't do anything! This is your gun." Nerdy dropped the gun quickly. "Don't try to blame me now Diyahh. One second ago you were trying to shoot me down for ignoring you and now you're going to let me get arrested?"
"All I know is I am innocent." Layla sidled up to a window and peered out. "I got things to do, Hollyoaks to watch, I can't afford getting arrested."
"Oh and you think I don't have anything better to do? So what to I tell the police? Oh okay, I'm sorry this has Layla's fingerprints all over the gun and the fact there are so many eye witnesses to report that they saw LAYLA shoot the gun numerous times, but I'm the one you must arrest because Layla has to watch Hollyoaks? Yeah I'm so sure that will work."
"Yes, eggzakly!" Layla rummaged in her bag and pulled out her phone.
Nerdy shook his head and peered out a window. There were swarms of police cars outside, lights flashing and crowds of students and faculty behind the barricade of cruisers. Nerdy ran a hand through his hair. Holy shmoly, how did I get into this? There is no way I can explain myself out of this. They'll take me in for...for what? I was the one who was shot AT! Ahhhhhh. This is a storm out the door moment and I can't even do that without getting arrested!
Nerdy turned around again from the window. And slapped his forehead.
Layla was singing and dancing away to music on her phone. "Lets do it do it do it! I wanna dancee! And lovee! And dance againnnn. I wanna danceeee and love and dance again! La la la! Dance, YES! Love, next! Dance, yes, love next! La la la!"
