splashed cold water onto my pale face. All I've done is chew my lip till it bleeds and keep calling and texting him. He won't respond. Maybe this is how Hayes felt when I started ignoring him. I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

I really, really like him and well... all I am to him is dead weight because I didn't give him the information he supposedly needed. He probably didn't even care anyways. I'm just so confused about my whole love life.

"Mal?" Jumping ten feet into the air, I turned to face Maya leaning against the door frame of my bathroom.

"Yes?" I asked, a hint of irritation in my voice. "What's wrong?" Her frown deepening when she saw my face.

"Oh, just boys...like always." I mumbled reluctantly, not feeling like talking right at this miserable moment.

"Oh...well, Nash was telling me about this thing..." A grin began to grow on her face, causing me to become very curious. Drying off my still water covered face, I motioned for her to proceed.

"Something about the old MagCon reunion that was baring to happen Tuesday. Plane leaves Monday night, said that friends of the group could come along."

Then frowning, I asked, "You think I'm going to go after Hayes just disclaims me as a best friend? If you don't know this already, he was apart of MagCon also." She rolled her eyes at me.

"I know that. It's the perfect place to rekindle your relationship. Or create a whole other one that involves kissing, hugging, grinding against each other-"

Smacking my hand against her mouth, I shook my head continuously until I became dizzy. "No. No. No. NO! Please don't ever say that again." I shrieked.

She slapped away my hand, grinning, "I won't have to because you'll be doing it."

Staying silent for a moment, I finally said, "And anyways, how would we get mom to let us go to some reunion that is loaded with boys?"

"Nash and Hayes are there, ya know, the guys we've known forever. Also, you've been to MagCon with them before. You know all of the guys. Its just a month."

"That doesn't make a difference, Taylor is a perv. You know that." I shot her a pointed look, remembering when Taylor and her dated after Nash and Maya's first breakup. She blushed, looking down.

"If you agree to come, I'll get mom to let us go." she smiled, reassuringly. Huffing, I ran a hand through my tangled hair.

"Fine, but only because I love you."

"Pfft, hon! You just wanna see Hayes." Blushing, I rolled my eyes.

"Not really." I walked over to my bed, pulling the suitcase out of under it.

"We still have four days, Mal." Maya laughed, eyeing it.

"So? I pack early, it puts less stress on me when it's the last day." I explained.

"Mom didn't agree yet."

"She will, she listens to you and if she needs me, in in my room crying over Hayes." I winked and she slipped downstairs. I sighed, looking over at the closet filled with clothes. Month's worthy? This might be easy.

Looking down at my phone, I felt like crying again at the picture of me and Hayes. Why does my life have to be so complicated?