I watched them. Someone was shouting now in all hysterics. In all the chaos it was hard to tell what was hapening at first and that made me look harder. 

 The spiky hair was attached to a small head that was delibrately made up in a mowhawk style. Said girl had managed to calm Wesley down somewhat.

We were surrounded by white snow and dead trees and I was thankful that no one could see my   relieved reaction when I knew Wesley was okay. Despite the bloody nose he would be fine.  

He was still fuming were he stood as he ranted and raved with his hands in the air saying things like stupid agendas and swearing he would get back at the bastard.

Kira was the first to break her attention from Wesley upholding a sympathetic smile my way. Before I could ask if it was allright Kira looks at me and shakes her head.

I watch from the sidelines as Kira continues to lay a comforting hand on Wesleys shoulder wishing that that was me helping him calm down. I should be over there helping them give Wesley solace even if I didn't have a  clue how.

I was so awestricken by their keen ability to heal and nurture that I blanched, not able to go over there and help by offering a few consolidating words that might have made a difference.

While contemplating how I was not going to be well-recieved I parade my way over anyway. 

This   time I couldn't fake hysteria and blame it on illussions. Going back was not an option since they already saw me and were not thrilled. Too bad

"Are you guys allright? What happened?" I ask looking from one pissed off face to the other,   ignoring the 'look' I was getting from each of my friends.

Wesley shoves Kira off him.His gaze was piercing despite his smile. "Get away from me." he snarls.

If I was any good at reading faces I would say Wesley was on the verge of loosing his good    consiounce. A part of me worried because I'd never seen Wesley react that way.

At the same time I was arguing with Wesley,Toby was discusing something with Mason who kept a straight face.

"Is he the reason you're upset?" I demanded.

Wesley didn't even look at me when I spoke let alone awknowledged my prescence. In fact, he  made it a point by talking to Kira and Mason instead of me. I was trying not to get worked up myself. All this time I thought it was some aweful story he didn't want to have to explain when in truth it was me.

He didn't want me involved in his life outside of Mr. Honeycotts class. And here I was stupid to think he was just being nice. But if Toby did hurt Wesley then I was going to do something about it even if Wesley played the silent treatment and ignored my presence.

"None of you get it." Wesley seethed through his teeth. He stood with his back to me, his fists balled next to his sides, visibly tense underneath his black wool coat.

I tried not to notice the fact that I didn't see any corporeal forms around. It was strange because whenever I saw somebody I also got a good look at their ancestral line. Dearly departed loved ones liked to act as guiding angels from the other side. 

Just because they no longer had a physical corpse didn't mean they left their cares and concerns behind.

They're the ones who stopped you just before you crossed the street where there were no traffic lights. They announced genders from the birthing rooms and they even witnessed the arrival of new souls coming to earth. There energy was full of compassion, high-energy vibrations, and pure unconditional love.

As things stood whoever died didn't have access to cross over because the portal to the afterlife dimension mysteriously vanished.

The only time I never saw guiding angels was with Rider. 

I slowly walk over to Wesley.

"At least give me a chance." I plead my throat tight with anxiety and anger.

Wesley breaks away from Kiras grip and yells furiously. He turns on me with wild eyes.

"I don't want your help. Stay out of it." Wesley snaps looking at me. His face was blank like he was forcing himself not to show what he was feeling but his eyes flashed hatred.

My chest ached so deep I couldn't form words.

I stand in place feeling crushed that he wouldn't let me in. Powerless that my friend was in deep pain ane there was nothing I could do to help him.

Instead of saying goodbye to my face Wesley keeps a good distance from my reach as he walks away. He didn't want to talk to me, wouldn't awknowledge me, what next? He would tell me we were better off not being friends anymore? 

I  couldn't undertand why he shut me down in the first  pace.  I wanted to make him feel better. Yet somehow I got the impression I just made things worse.

As Mason ran after Wesley all I thought about was how stupid I could be to ever get involved. Obviously Wesley didn't need or want me around.

Kira stands in front of me looking remorsefull. She sighs wearily.

"Give him time." Kira says patting me on the shoulder.

I watch Kira leave me as she caught up to Mason who was in the middle of convincing Wesley of somehting.

When I hear footsteps behind me I redirect my energy from Wesley to someone even better I could launch my anger on.

I march over and grab hold of Tobys wrist before he got the chance to get far.

"When you mess things up because you're too focused on yourself you can't just leave like nothing  ever needs fixing. Just because you cant and won't feel other people do get upset by your behavior and hurt. Something needs to change. And despite what you say I think you already know that but for whatever reason you're too stubborn to admit when you're wrong. Not everyone is like me. Not everyone gets it like I do "

Toby turns on me. He lifts a sardonic black eyebrow. "Whatever. I'm leaving and you can't stop me." he snaps bitterly.

"Oh no?"

I stand my ground in the midst of his turning mood and squeze my fingers tight around his wrist. If I kept insisting that he talk things out with me I would be the one he would lash out to and I had to prepare for that.

"What's the matter with you? Why did you attack Wesley for?" I look directly in his intense blue  eyes waiting for him to tell me that he picked on Wesley because it was convenient.

"Stay out of it."

Toby sighs when I don't leave him alone.

"Quite frankly, Aislin, you have no idea what's going on here. These people who you call your friends are not the kind of people someone like you should be around. You dont know what they're capable of."

"I'm telling you, no I'm begging you to listen to reason here. You say I'm alone because I'm honest? Fine, then they're the worst kind of peole you could possibly meet."

"Find different friends. Aislin if you know whats good for you, if you even care about truth forget about us. I'm geniunely telling you this because I don't want to see you hurt."

"No." I tell him. "I'm sorry but I can't do that." Did he honestly think he could bully me?

"Wesley and Kira, they're all kinds of bad for you and you're too focused on I don't know what to see that. You may think you can help by telling me who to hash things out with but things aren't so simple so please for your sake please stop trying."

I step in front of him before he could leave.

He towered over me but his height didn't intimidate me like I'm sure it did others. I got used to  stretching my neck when I was proving a point.

"Wesley is my friend." I sigh thoroughly exasperated with him and angry because he wouldn't stop treating me like one of them.

"Just tell me what you did to him."

"What I did?" Toby actually looked confused for a second- i almost felt bad for him until i remembered why i was mad.

He shakes his head at me. "Pretty girls never choose their friends wisely." His expression was far away into another thought.

My eyes narrow into slits. If I was any taller I would have slapped him.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

I grow agitated by his refusal to answer a simple question and dare to take a step closer.

Though we dressed with many layers to protect us from the wintry wind I could still get a whiff of Toby. He smelled clean like soap and earth and his favorite cologne.

Toby jerked his arm with menial strength and gave me a stern warning. He was trying not to hurt me and that pulled at my heart strings.

"Let go. I have some place to be and you're in the way."

Heart racing fast, I look down surprised to still see my fingers wraped around his wrist. Stunned, I release my hold on him. 

"I'm sorry."

I  don't go after Toby in case he didn't hear my apology. This time I watch him walk away.

Eventually the bell rings. School was over and I wanted to use this strange twist to an end to make use of my alone time.