Olivias POV
hi! my name is Olivia and I'm 16 years old. I have medium length
chocolate brown hair, bright green eyes and a models body, but I get
that from cheering and sports. I'm not to tall but I'm not to short. I
live in sunny California, Toluca Lake to be exact, so I'm a little on
the tanner side. there's no school right now cause it's summer
vacation. my mom and dad are both doctors and I have an older brother,
London who's 18 and is going to go to school to be a doctor. my family
is a little on the wealthy side so I get what I want. my best friend
is Mariah Revel and she's got this boyfriend. his name is Justin,
Justin bieber, ya you've probably heard of him. well I think he's the
biggest dick out there and for some reason Mariah 'loves' him, but I
know he's just using her for sex. I've never met justin because I
don't care to. Mariah and Justin have been together for...I don't
know 3 months now and I dread the day that she comes to my door with
tears flooding down her face because of that douche. and I know that
day is coming, to bad I didn't expect it to be today.
it was a typical Tuesday afternoon. the california sun was shining
down on me and my blue bikini, while I tanned by my pool in the
backyard. I had the house to myself because my parents were getting
London setteled into his college dorm for the week and they will be
back on Sunday.
I heard the door bell ring through the house, so I got up and ran
through the kitchen, to the living room and to the door. when I opened
it I saw something I've expected to see for the past 3 months but not
something I WANTED to see.
there standing in my doorway was my best friend with tears running
down her rosey red cheeks. her blonde hair was a mess and her knees
began to buckle. i grabbed Mariah and pulled her inside, I set her
down on the couch and ran to get a towel.
I knew it. the jerk used her. ugh.
"I'm here Mariah" I said trying to calm her bawling into a gentel cry.
no such luck. she barrier her head into my chest, that I had now put a
shirt over so I wasn't in just my bikini. I also had some black
basketball shorts on.
"he...b-b-broke...u-up.. w-wit-with m-me" she said through her sobs.
i don't understand why she loved him so much. he was horrible to her.
they never really saw eachother and whenever he did see her, all they
did was fuck and when they weren't with eachother he never bothered to
call or text her. I mean ya he's hot but he's a total douche bag when
it comes to girls. all he wants is to get layed, and mariah gave that
to him. why? i'll never really know.
"shhh, it's gonna be okay" I said.
mariahs crying became more quite, until it stopped. she looked up at
me with her big blue eyes, that were now blood shot and puffy and said
"liv...why did he do it?"
"Mariah..." I wanted to tell her the truth so bad but I just
couldn't. I couldn't manage to say 'he just used you for sex' what
kind of friend would I be if I said that? "I don't know." silence
filled the room for about five minutes until I broke it by saying "how
did he do it?"
"he told me to come over cause we needed to talk and I thought he just
wanted to have sex but when I got there he sat me down and said
'mariah things have been great but I can't be tied down. I'm sorry'"
she said while holding back tears. more silence filled the room, but
this time for a lot longer. "liv...I gotta plan."
I turned to her with wondering eyes and said "what?"
"I gotta call the girls for this one." she said with a misciveous grin
playing on her glossy pink lips while she whipped out her phone and
dialed the girls numbers.
