Greye's Notes: Okay, so this will be my second fanfiction ever. Remember, I won't know if you like it if you don't review!

Quick Summary: This'll be the first chapter to a Viola/Olivia fanfic. The time is set during their senior year at Illyria, after the whole showdown with Cornwall, and after they start going with Duke and Sebastian respectively. It will alternate between Viola's POV and Olivia's from the third person.

Disclaimer: I do not own She's the Man, any of it's characters, plots or anything like that. No plagiarism is intended.

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(Viola)

Viola sat quietly in her dorm room, arms folded across her chest and face set in a grimace as she struggled not to cry. She was not going to cry, she told herself sternly. Not here, all alone in this dorm like some pathetic clingy girlfriend who couldn't do anything without a man by her side. Viola took in an almighty sniff, got up from her chair, and threw herself backwards across her bed. Once she was somewhat comfortably situated, Viola closed her eyes and let the memories of the last few hours pass before her mind's eye, hoping to gain insight into a situation she hadn't foreseen for herself…

Duke and Viola sat together in a booth in Cesario's, casually leaning against one another as they waited for pizza. Viola looked up at Duke, smiling shyly. He was so handsome in the restaurant's haphazard lighting. She couldn't help but remember the night he forgave her for deceiving him…and admitted that he liked her. Going to the Debutante Ball that night was one of her favorite memories of time spent with Duke, though just a year ago the thought of a Debutante Ball being her favorite memory would have shocked her. Though she still didn't like wearing frilly dresses and going to the stupid Junior League stuff, she didn't mind so much if Duke was with her. She was so lost in studying his strong jaw line, and lips, that she didn't notice for a moment or two more that Duke was intently watching something else. Raising her eyebrows, Viola glanced in the direction he was looking…and felt her stomach drop a little. Just sitting down at a booth across the room were her twin brother Sebastian…and his girlfriend Olivia. She whipped her head around to see Duke's eyes practically falling out of his head, and she knew why: Olivia looked like a Greek goddess in her dark skinny jeans, stylish flats, and simple white blouse. She had just the right amount of make-up on, and a pair small gold hoop earrings. Viola wasn't blind; she knew Olivia was, in that moment, absolutely stunning. And…she looked at her date again doubtfully…so did Duke.

"Duke?" She said hesitantly, trying to draw his attention back to herself. He grunted something noncommittal and didn't look at her. "Duke!" She said more forcefully, and Duke grudgingly turned his head to look at Viola. She gazed expectantly into his eyes, hoping to see a hint of affection or something to tell her he didn't care that the one-time-love of his life Olivia Lennox was sitting over there. All she saw was annoyance at the interruption, as well as bewilderment. Probably the good side of Duke trying to remind him that he had a girlfriend, and that she was sitting right next to him. Viola almost laughed at the thought, but held it back. If she said anything now, she knew she might cry, or say something she would later regret. She had hoped Duke was over Olivia. She had seen no sign to the contrary until just now. In fact she, Olivia, Duke, and Sebastian had often gone on double dates together. Duke had never once shown any inclination that he still had feelings for Olivia. Maybe he had looked at Olivia like this on those other dates too, and she had just been too oblivious to notice until now. Viola felt sick. She didn't want to compete with Olivia for Duke's affections anymore. Olivia didn't even like him in that way, and still he gazed at her like a lost puppy. She couldn't stay any longer. This was too much. Slipping under the table and crawling out of the booth that way, Viola summoned up all the restraint and control she could rally, remembering her debutante lessons, and said to Duke, "Good bye." He just stared at her dumbly, before again looking at Olivia. That just twisted the dagger deeper. Fighting back unruly tears, Viola left Cesario's with as much dignity as she could muster.

Viola opened her eyes to gaze at the ceiling, feeling hurt and confused. She was upset that Duke was still so hung up over Olivia that he didn't even have time for his girlfriend, someone who would, and had many times in the past, reciprocate his affections. The love-struck puppy was probably still at Cesario's, gawking his eyes out. On the other hand, a small part of her was relieved and thus, her confusion. Why should she feel relief that she was no longer with Duke? She liked Duke. She had liked him ever since she'd walked into his dorm room posing as his new roommate, Sebastian Hastings. She had dreamt many times of being encased in his powerful arms, and feeling his lips crushing hers… Viola shook her head. So how could she be relieved? Viola didn't really want to analyze the feeling just yet, afraid of what she might find.

Decided, she slipped off her bed and dug through her mini fridge/freezer to find some ice cream. As she was digging for the scoop in a desk drawer, someone knocked on her door. Jumping to her feet, Viola hurried to open the door in sudden excitement. It was Duke! It had to be. He was coming to apologize and tell her it was really she he wanted. Or, better yet, it was all a mistake! He had no idea why she left Cesario's, and was coming to ask if she was okay! She'd just imagined the whole Olivia thing! Heart pounding in anticipation, Viola pulled open the door.

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(Olivia)

Olivia walked into Cesario's with Sebastian close beside her. They had been having a little trouble in the communication department, and Sebastian had suggested they come to Cesario's for some pizza and to talk in the easy atmosphere. Olivia had readily agreed, secretly pleased that Sebastian had taken the initiative here towards their relationship. Lately, he had seemed distant and more into his music than hanging out with her. She usually gave him his space, appreciating that a musician needed some time to work on his songs, but she was getting impatient. They rarely went on dates anymore, unlike when Viola had first introduced them at the Cornwall game. Then, everything had been new and exciting and they couldn't get enough of each other. As that year wore on into this one however, things started to become less interesting. Well, to be correct, Sebastian was losing interest in her. Olivia hoped tonight would bring back a little of the old fire in their relationship.

They sat down across from one another, and Sebastian ordered a medium pepperoni pizza and a pitcher of Dr. Pepper for them to split. Olivia inwardly grimaced. She really didn't like Dr. Pepper. She held her tongue, though. Tonight was supposed to help them, and complaining about the drinks certainly wouldn't do that. She gazed expectantly at Sebastian then, and noticed his frown. At first, she thought he was frowning at her. Then she saw his eyes were looking at something over her head, so she turned discreetly and was surprised to see Duke and Viola. Duke had noticed them, but Viola hadn't as yet. Duke offered her a smile from across the restaurant, which she returned slightly. He seemed…off somehow. He was staring so intensely, Olivia immediately looked to Viola sitting next to him. This was bad…Duke shouldn't be looking at her! She prayed Viola wouldn't notice, though a part of her hoped she did. Duke was being an ass, ignoring his date like this. Then Viola looked up and followed Duke's gaze, Olivia held her breath and watched with some sympathy as Viola's face fell. She couldn't blame her for leaving, and cursed Duke silently for just sitting there and letting her go.

"Olivia!" It was with a start that Olivia realized Sebastian had been calling her name for over a minute now. She turned back around, embarrassed that she had been so engrossed in the other couple that she had ignored her own date. She was as bad as Duke.

"I'm sorry Sebastian." She said, somewhat meekly. Olivia peeked up at him from under her eyebrows. "What were you saying?" He just looked amused, and she mentally breathed a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't angry.

"I was saying that we need to talk. Lately, I've felt that our situation is at a standstill. We aren't moving forward. We're treading water." He scrubbed a hand over his head uneasily and offered her a lopsided smile, one that mirrored Viola's almost to a "T".

"I agree." Olivia said quickly, after realizing he had been waiting for some response. "That's why I was glad you invited me out tonight, to talk as you said." Sebastian nodded.

"I just…" He shrugged uncomfortably. "It doesn't feel like we can go further." Olivia sucked in a breath, and prayed he wasn't saying what she thought he was saying. She interrupted quickly.

"I think we can, Sebastian! I know we can. We've just hit a rough patch, but we'll pick up speed again soon." Olivia gazed at him almost desperately, and he shifted under that gaze with discomfort. She had wanted to go out with Sebastian for so long, though she hadn't gotten the Sebastian she'd expected, and she had gotten her wish for the last year or so. But now…things didn't look so steady.

"Olivia…it just feels like we both aren't that into each other. You know what I mean?" Olivia shook her head, refusing to listen. "We had a thing for awhile, but I think it's best that we break it off now before things get messy." Olivia looked at him in stony silence. She couldn't believe Sebastian was saying this! "I have my music to think of, and you have your studies. I know doing well in school is important to you." He reached across the table and took her hands in his own, and she almost flinched. What was he doing now? She tuned in to listen again. "Kiss me now then, and tell me if you feel anything at all. We've been great together, but our passion is gone now." She felt her eyes fill with tears at his words, and held them back only with the strength of her will. He leaned forward, an air of expectancy about him, and she leaned forward to meet him. For a moment, their lips touched and Olivia felt that old excitement burn in her belly, but it was extinguished just as quickly by the cold reality that she was just kissing someone. Just kissing. A kiss that didn't mean anything. She leaned away quickly, pulling her hands from his.

"Good bye Sebastian." She choked out softly, barely holding her composure. It was only the several years of training as a debutante that allowed her to keep a semblance of calm. Sebastian, sweet Sebastian, didn't try to say anything. He knew it would only make things worse, and for once Olivia cursed him for his intuitiveness. It would make everything easier if she could just hate him. But she couldn't. He had been honest. Dimly, she registered that he had gotten up from the booth and canceled their dinner order. And then he was gone.

Once she was sure Sebastian wasn't coming back, Olivia allowed her face to sink into her hands. She struggled with herself, trying not to end up the stereotype girlfriend who can't deal with rejection. Despite her best efforts, though, a few traitorous tears slipped past her fingers.

A hand was rested on her shoulder, and her heart leapt. Sebastian had returned! Maybe he'd changed his mind about throwing in the towel on their relationship so soon. She looked up hopefully, only to find Duke Orsino's concerned face looming over her. Suddenly, she felt even worse. Before he could speak, Olivia shoved his hand away.

"Ugh! Go away Duke. Don't you think you've caused enough trouble for yourself?" A hurt look crossed his face, but he retreated without a word and Olivia escaped Cesario's and its tendency to make and break relationships. The service sucked anyway, she thought spitefully as she picked her way across the dark parking lot. She fumbled with the lock on her car door, and felt a sudden rush of inexplicable gratitude towards Sebastian for suggesting they bring their own cars. It would have been a very awkward and uncomfortable ride back to Illyria if they had shared a car. And then it hit her. He must have already planned all this. The thought brought a fresh wave of tears that she couldn't stem. It hurt to think he had already decided that they were over.

Once her quiet sobs had halted, Olivia managed to climb into her car and get the engine going. Drying her tears on the sleeve of her blouse, she pulled out of the parking lot. She didn't know where she could go, she realized sadly. She didn't want to go back to her dorm room. She was unwilling to face her roommate Alyssa. The other girl would insist on all the gory details, and then would be a shameless gossip in the morning. Olivia didn't feel like she could deal with that just now. Usually, she could go to Sebastian's when she was feeling low but, obviously, that was now out of the question. Just as she resolved herself to driving alone all night, Olivia remembered another girl who had had a bad night. A girl whose friendship she valued greatly, and a girl she knew she could trust. A girl once called "Sebastian".

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Greye's Notes: And that's the end of Chapter 1! This is only my second fanfic ever, so I need all the help I can get. I welcome any ideas, though I won't promise I will use them all.

Most importantly though! If you liked it, please tell me! I will only continue this story if there are people interested in reading it. So let me know what you think, whether you like it or not, and I will take everything into consideration as I work on Chapter 2. (Of course, if no one reviews then there won't be a Chapter 2 xD)

Also, though I intend this to be a primarily Viola/Olivia story, if someone wanted a little Duke/Sebastian action in there, I think I could do that too. (Keep in mind that I probably won't go all the way into the gory little details) Thank you for reading! I hope you liked it, and please click the button to tell me if you did!