Kayla's POV

   Maddy and I are at the mall.  She's been buying a lot of lingerie.  I've also noticed that her behavior has been strange lately.

"New man in your life?"  I question as she examines more lingerie.  "Hm?"  She says, sounding confused, raising a brow.

"Well, you've been buying a lot of lingerie, so I figured you have a new man that you've never told me about."

"Oh, nah.  I just like feeling sexy sometimes, y'know?"  "Oh, I totally get that."  "Even though you have Michael to be sexy for."  She says in a bitter tone.

I'm surprised at her demeanor.  "Is everything ok with you?  You seem a little off."

"I'm completely fine.  Why wouldn't I be?"  She says sarcastically before rolling her eyes.

"I don't know what's wrong with you, but let's just go.  Maybe you just need to chill and relax."  "Whatever."

.....

Maddy and I are at mine and Michael's house now.  She sat in the living room next to him on the couch, and I've locked myself in our room, writing in my journal.  I'm documenting Maddy's uncanny behavior.

I don't know what's going on with Maddy.  She's been very moody, and she's usually not like this.  She's obviously not ok, but she won't tell me what's wrong.  Is her loneliness the problem?  I thought she had a new man because of the unusual amount of lingerie she had purchased, but she told me that wasn't the case.  Maddy is my very best friend, so I wish she'd open up to me.  Whatever's going on, she should know she can come to me about it and just talk it out instead of being moody and sarcastic.  I'm not her enemy, I'm her friend.

I put my journal away.  This Maddy situation is really getting to me, so I decide to take a nap, getting under the covers and falling asleep.