• Olivia:

    I woke up that morning to find black makeup smeared under my eyes and my eyes were red and puffy. Ugh, I hate break ups! Even though this was my second one. The first time it wasn’t bad. We had only been dating a month. I got in the shower and decided on wearing a pair of loose jeans and a red and black shirt. I slipped on a pair of sandals and walked out the door with a piece of toast in my mouth and into my black jeep. I hadn’t seen my parents in about two days. They had gone to Ireland for a little getaway. They had always done things without me before. I didn’t mind its just things got a little lonely at the house. But when Grant and I were together it was ok with me because we would be alone. I sniffed. Don’t cry! Do not cry! I demanded to myself. I turned on the radio and pulled into the school parking lot. I breathed in a deep breathing and got out.

    I went to my locker trying not to keep any eye contract with anyone. I knew if everyone found out then they would be all trying to find out what really happened. I didn’t want to talk about it. I put my books in my locker and shut it.

    “Taylor!” I turned around and new who it was. Only Zane called me by my last name. “What?” I asked with a sigh. He actually looked good today. The ends of his hair were wet from a shower and his blue eyes looked lighter today. Why are you thinking that way? That’s disgusting you know that, right? I shook myself mentally.

    “I need to talk to you.” he said quietly putting on a seductive look. I didn’t fall for it. “Don’t play this s**t with me Zane. What do you want?” he smirked.

    “Grumpy aren’t we?” I rolled my eyes.

    “Why aren’t you? Your girlfriend just broke up with you!” he shrugged.

    “Oh well. Listen I was thinking last night—“

    “Finally figured out how to do that?” he glared.

    “And I really want Kendra back. And I know you want Grant back am I right?” I looked away. Yes, of course I wanted him back! I loved him. “So my mom had given me an idea.” I looked up at him finally getting a little intrigued. “Let’s make them jealous!” I stared at him a moment as he grinned like an idiot.

    “And how would we do that?” he sighed and rolled his eyes.

    “We become a couple and fake a relationship. It’s perfect! They’ll see us together and then they’ll want us back! I’m genius!” he jumped up and down and spun around trying not to hit anyone and looked at me. I stared wide eyed at him. Surprised. “So?”

    “So what?” he frowned slightly.

    “Are you in?” I looked down. It was a great plan actually. But I didn’t want to lie! And would Grant really want me back? If he saw me with Zane, would he care? Would he be jealous?

    “I don’t know,” he put his arms down.

    “Olivia! Come on!” I thought back when Grant and I were on the beach in California…… He lay beside me and looked at me with love in his eyes.

    “I love you Ollie,” I looked at him and smiled.

    “I love you too,” I kissed him and put my hand on his bare chest.

    “I’ll always love you.” he said and kissed my nose I smiled……..

    “Olivia?” I blinked and looked at Zane in front of me. My classmates passed me but didn’t seem to care. I looked out the doors of the school and saw a couple holding hands walking in the doors. My heart slowly started to stop.

    “Grant,” I said and Zane looked to. His eyes got wide. Kendra and Grant held hands smiling like they just won the lottery coming in the school. Everyone stopped and looked at them then me. I looked down. Everyone will know the whole story by the end of the day. Grant and Kendra walked past us and Kendra smiled at me. Grant finally looked up at me and smiled. I glared.

    “Hey,” Kendra said to us.

    “b***h.” Zane muttered. She gasped quietly. Everyone had stopped talking and had watched us. She glared at Zane and I fought the urge to laugh. They went past and disappeared in the crowd. “So anyhow,” Zane said looking at me as I watched them. “Are you in or out?” I can’t believe he has the guts to do this to me! After everything we have been through! What a b*****d. I looked at Zane and smiled evilly.

    “I’m in,” he grinned.

    “I’ll come over later and we’ll talk more.” he said and quickly hurried off to class. I stood there still thinking about breaking Grant’s heart.

    I went on ahead of Zane and he followed me to my house in his orange Camaro that was a 73 model. It looked like a piece of junk. People at school made fun of him for it but he didn’t seem to care. But when some kid called him trailer trash he gave that kid a black eye. I never questioned why but Kendra said it was because he is really sensitive about that kind of stuff. He was the bad boy. The one that was the rich boy that never got attention from his parents. At least that’s what everyone said. I didn’t know and I really didn’t care. I pulled into the house and got out. Zane got out too and looked up at my suburb home. He smirked. He had been over here once or twice and always made fun of me. It was totally not like me. I unlocked the door and walked in. it was quiet except for the big fish tank in the living room humming.

    “Where are your parents?” Zane asked coming in scaring me a little. I put my hand to my forehead.

    “Um, Ireland I think.” he raised an eyebrow at me before dropping his backpack on the couch. “Yeah. Are you thirsty?” I asked going up the stairs. He followed.

    “Nope.” he said looking around. I walked to my room and put my bag on my bed. “Nice room.” he said from the door. He leaned on the frame and looked around. It was a mess. I never cleaned it. It had old band posters over the red peeling paint. And new, was my collection of pictures I had taken from my trip to Greece.

    “Cool pictures,” he commented. I nodded.

    “Yeah, my parents sent me there for my birthday.”

    “Mm,” he said.

    “So what do you think we should talk about?” I asked sitting down on my bed. He still stood at the door. “You can come in you know?” he looked back at me and smiled a little. My stomach fluttered. I wanted to slap at it but thought it would look too weird. “Thanks,” he came in and sat down at my computer chair. He turned it and stared at me. “What?” I asked.

    “I think we should probably wait a day or two before we show up at school as ‘a couple’.” he used his fingers. I nodded.

    “Agreed,” it was silent. “So what do you think we should do? Like should we sit with them? How are we going to make them jealous?” he looked at me and winked. I rolled my eyes.

    “We make them jealous by acting like a perfect couple and like nothing happened.” He came over to the bed and sat down looking me in the eyes. I sighed.

    “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I said closing my eyes a second. He snorted.

    “Like it’s going to be a stroll in the park for me!” I gasped.

    “So what are you saying? I’m not a fun person?” he shrugged and looked away about to laugh.

    “a**!” I yelled. This time he laughed. “I just want to make them jealous so we can get back to the way things were.” I said simple. He nodded. He looked at me his eyes alight. “We should make out in front of them!” I laughed.

    “Yeah right! Like I’m really going to kiss you!” he looked hurt for a moment but recovered.

    “How the hell else are we going to make them jealous? Or be posed as a real couple?” he said throwing his hands in the air. I frowned.

    “I don’t know but I want to wait the longest I can!” he rolled his eyes annoyed.

    “Fine then,” he slapped his hand down on my thigh and I jumped. He looked over at me. “We’ll have to use body language.” I looked down at his hand and up at his eyes. He smirked. I didn’t move his hand…it felt kind of good….he looked surprised I didn’t and decided to get as far as he could. He went up a little further and my heart rate started to build. I wanted to slap his hand. I wanted to slap his face but I couldn’t. I could hear his breath coming heavy now as we both watched his hand. His hand was warm on my cold leg. I clenched my teeth. Come on Olivia! He’s taking advantage of me! His hand made a way lower on my thigh and my body was heating up. Finally I grabbed his hand and for a second or two we looked at each other. I stood up dropping his hand not knowing what came over me.

    “You are such a man whore,” I said pushing back my hair trying to get cooled down. He smirked.

    “Maybe you should even change your wardrobe a little. You know spice things up a bit.” He stood up and walked up in front of me. He looked me over once. “If you’re dating me you have to look good.” I glared.

    “Yeah someone has to look good in the relationship.” he snorted.

    “Whatever Taylor,” he walked past me out into the hall. I ran out after catching my breath.

    “Wait! What do I do?” I asked. He stopped on the stairs and turned around me.

    “I’ll come pick you up Wednesday and we’ll officially be a couple. We’ll go into school and wing it. if anyone asks say you’ve always had a crush on me and that after Grant broke up with you, you finally decided to give in to your love for me.” he made a fluttered with his eye lashes and I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes.

    “I’m defiantly not saying that! I’ll figure something else out.” he shrugged.

    “Whatever you want princess,” he called as he turned and walked own the stairs. “See ya!” he slammed the front door and I heard his car start up. I inhaled and sat down on the steps. Oh my gosh Olivia! Why would you let him feel you up like that?! He was touching you like that! Why would you?! I yelled at myself. I could still feel his warm hand on me and I shook my head trying to get the feeling away. He is a jerk! You don’t like him. You repel him! I can do this. Just a week or two and Grant will be my boyfriend. You can handle this. You can handle this. I repeated again. I stood up and went back to my room to study for my English paper.