I OWN NOTHINGG! (I wish I owned Matty McKibben. *sigh*)

-Olyvia Johnson, Los Angeles, California.-

"Josh! Joshua Scott McKibben, I'm going to count to three and if you aren't in bed I'm going to take away Baloo the Bear away for a week. 1...2...2 1/2..."

"I'm in bed, Mommy!" He shouts. I walk across the hall and peek into his room to see my three year old son curled up in bed with his favorite large, gray teddy bear.

"I love you, Josh. Go to sleep. You have Preschool tomorrow."

"I love you, Mommy." He replies, almost asleep right away. Silently, I cross back in my room.

"Peacock" by Katy Perry blares from my phone. I curse and answer it quickly.

"Hey, Lissa. What's going on?" I say, sitting cross-legged on my bed.

"Jake broke up with me!" She sobs.

"What? Why?"

"Do you remember Jenna Hamilton?"

"Short, Flat Chested, dresses like a grandma?"

"Yeah. Jake wants to be with HER!"

"You aren't serious." I reply, peeking into Joshua's bedroom. He's sound asleep, snoring.

"Yes I am. What am I going to do?!" She whines into my phone. Kissing my baby on the cheek, I go back into my room and shut the door before I respond.

"I don't know, Liss."

"There's more...she's been hooking up with Matty for months." I drop the phone in surprise.

"M-M-Matty and Hamilton?" I stutter once I grab the iPhone from the floor.

"Yes. Please come home, Olyvia. I talked to our parents and they'd let you live with me!"

"What about Josh? I can't just leave him and Matty doesn't know about him."

"Who the eff is Josh?" Sadie grumbles in the background.

"Your mom's tit, Sadie!" I growl in response, "Lissa, take me off speakerphone." She does.

"We have a room just for him too. It's right next to yours."

"I...fine, Lissa. Fine. I'll move as soon as I can pack."

"I'll come help you! I haven't seen Josh for a long time." She says, "I bought a plane ticket for tomorrow!" I wince.

"Okay. See you tomorrow after school."

"Bye, Liv. Love you!"

"Bye, Liss. Love you too." I reply sourly. Once I hang up, I surf through my pictures until I find my favorite one; me and Matty before...before Josh. I was sitting next to him, my arm around his shoulders as the other held up my iPod. He'd turned and kissed my cheek long enough to take the picture. I sigh, setting the phone down on the counter next to my bed.

"Night, Matty." I murmur in the darkness, thinking about a certain brown-haired, Green eyed boy almost identical to my son.

(3rd Person-Palos Verdes, California.)

Matty McKibben shrugged out of his jacket as he walked into his bedroom. He smiled as he picked up the picture next to his bed-the one that always made him smile and hurt at the same time. It was Olyvia, grinning and allowing him to kiss her cheek as she took the picture. She was beautiful with her long curly blonde hair, brown eyes, and freckles across her cheekbones. They were fourteen in that picture, barely.

Now, he was almost seventeen and hadn't heard from her for 2 years, 11 months, and 29 days. Olyvia was the first girl he ever slept with: beginning of Freshman Year.

"Well, Liv, night." He brushed his fingers against the glass before getting into bed and falling into a snoring sleep.