Okay, I know that I have no business writing another story while I'm in the progress of writing another. Hehe sorry but I couldn't help it. So I present you a new Oliver/Felicity story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Arrow. I can only shoot them in archery.
When a playboy falls in love:
The Bet
"I'm sorry Sara, but we're through." Oliver Queen has broken up with his fourteenth girlfriend this month.
Sara ran off in silent tears.
"Man Oliver, you've broken every girl's heart this past month," Barry whistled from his desk.
Oliver snorted, "Never become attached to a woman for so long. You'll be whipped."
Ray shook his head in amusement, "One day Queen, one day you're gonna mess around and fall in love."
"Ha! I'm the number one player in Starling NY High. I'll never fall in love," he declared arrogantly with his hands behind his head.
"You'll see," Barry and Ray whispered.
"What was that?" Oliver snapped.
"Err… nothing," they said nervously.
The teacher entered the classroom, "Good morning everyone."
"Good morning master," they greeted.
"Today we have a new student so treat her kindly." The teacher opened the door.
A girl, around seventeen or eighteen, entered the class with a cold aura.
Every boy in the class jaws dropped.
'Whoa!'
'Dude she's hot!'
'I need to get her number!'
Barry nudged Oliver's ribs, "Yo Oliver, you gotta look at this girl."
Oliver was annoyed but obeyed. His oceanic eyes widened.
'She's hot!' Oliver's eyes scanned her unusual golden blonde hair to her striking ice-cold turquoise eyes and her luscious pink lips. His eyes traveled lower to her slender body and her extremely long legs.
'What is her name?'
Out of nowhere his questioned was answered.
"Felicity Smoak," those sexy pink lips said.
Oliver smirked, 'Felicity Smoak, you're next in line,' he licked his lips unconsciously.
The teacher pointed to where her new seat was and it was next to Oliver.
'Perfect,' he thought and from the corner of his eye, Barry gave her the same look as he is now.
Oliver scowled at Barry but regained his composure quickly as Felicity sat down, 'Nice body.'
Oliver quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper and immediately tossed it towards Felicity as the teacher started the lesson.
Showing no emotion, Felicity opened the paper, 'Hi…I'm Oliver Queen. My number is 658-0934,' the paper read.
Felicity quickly took a glance towards the boy, 'Hmph…I'll play his little game,' she thought.
She passed the paper back.
Oliver unfolded it…there were no response. He stared at her with a smirk.
'Call me,' he mouthed with a wink.
Felicity waved him off with disgust written on her face.
'Oh feisty, I love it,' Oliver grinned and blew Felicity a kiss.
Felicity rolled her eyes, 'Why do I attract all the playboys.'
Barry snickered, "It looks like she's not interested in you," he whispered.
"That's a first," Ray agreed.
"I can get her. She will be mine." Oliver whispered back and turned his attention back to the new girl.
Felicity brushed a few hair strands away from her face and sighed in boredom.
He tapped her hand.
She gave him a venomous glare, "What?" Felicity said icily.
Oliver shivered mentally due to her iciness and physically because of her angelic voice.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Oliver spoke in a hushed voice.
She shrugged him off.
"Aww, c'mon babe, don't act like that," he teased.
Beside him, Barry and Ray laughed softly at Oliver's attempt at flirting. 'He won't get her.'
Soon the bell rang for the next class.
Oliver immediately got up and blocked Felicity's path. Barry and Ray stood and watched.
"You never answered my question," Oliver said.
"You disgust me," she replied.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "Why do you have to be so cold?"
Suddenly Felicity smirked and placed her hands around his neck, "Why do you have to be so hot?" She whispered seductively.
Barry went dot-eyed while Ray jaw dropped in surprise.
Oliver was stunned but said, "Why don't we make warm together?"
Felicity smiled mischievously and brought her lips closer to his lips.
'Score!' He thought.
Their lips were only an inch apart before Felicity stomped on his foot.
"Ahh," Oliver hissed in pain as she walked away calmly.
"Told you that she doesn't want you," Barry laughed hysterically.
"Shut up Allen," Oliver mumbled in pain.
"Say Queen, let's make a bet," Ray said.
"Like what," he glared.
"I bet that you can't get Smoak to fall in love with you and break up with her in front of the class."
Oliver scoffed, "You're on Palmer. I'm going to break her down easily."
"Ah not so fast." Ray said. "The catch is that you gotta do it in one month."
"Deal," he agreed.
The three left the class and went on to lunch.
Felicity ate her lunch quietly.
"Hello Smoak," Oliver strolled through with his lunch tray.
'Oh great he's back.'
Ray and Barry also sat down.
She sighed, 'With his two bumbling idiots.'
"Did you miss me?"
"I rather go to Hell than see you again," Felicity bluntly said.
Oliver became deeply annoyed by this girl, "Oi, let's cut to the chase. Would you go out with me on a date?"
She looked up, "No."
Before Oliver could say another word, one of his 'girls' came to the table.
'Crap,' he thought. "What do you want Laurel?"
Laurel sat in his lap and kissed his cheek, "I'm waiting for our date silly," she giggled.
Felicity got up from her seat, "It looks like you're already taken Queen."
"No…wait a minute," Oliver yelled.
Barry stared at Felicity's disappearing figure, "Oliver, she is too fine," Barry blurted.
"Repeat that again Barry?" Oliver said a little bit too calmly.
"I think what Allen is saying is that Smoak is too beautiful and classy to go out with the likes of you Queen," someone said.
"Excuse me Laurel, our date has been canceled. I'll call you later."
Laurel dejectedly left his lap, "I'll be waiting," she whispered before leaving.
"It looks like Laurel is too dense to know that you're planning to get another girl," Tommy taunted.
"Shut it. So you're saying that I'm not worthy to date Smoak," Oliver said. "And how would you know Merlyn?"
Tommy chuckled, "Look at you. You're a playboy…a player. All you do is toy around with these young women hearts. Queen, you use them and throw them away like dish rags. I can show Smoak a good time."
A sudden rush of jealousy went through Oliver, "That's not true," he grinned his teeth. 'Wait, what's wrong with me? I never get jealous over some girl.'
"Is that jealously I seek Oliver?" Barry taunted.
"No it's not," Oliver grumbled while silently glaring at Tommy.
"Well, since you're not jealous and all, I'm going to ask her out," Tommy grinned as Oliver fumed.
"Stay away from her. I'm going to date Smoak." With that said, Oliver left the table to find his 'target'.
'I'm going to win this bet in no time,' he smirked.
Two minutes into walking in the hallway Oliver spotted Felicity by the lockers. 'This must be my lucky day.'
He sneaked up behind her and grabbed her waist before she turned around.
"Unhand me pervert," Felicity said coolly at the smiling playboy.
"No can do sweetheart," Oliver said as pressed his body against hers on the lockers.
"Unhand me or I swear you're gonna regret this," Felicity threatened.
Oliver ignored her threat as he marveled how soft her body felt. 'She fits into my arms perfectly.'
A tiny blush came across his cheeks.
Felicity noticed the pink blush, "My, my, my, is the player blushing?"
Oliver growled again in irritation but smiled, "Me? A player? Never darling."
She scoffed at him while her knee positioned itself between his legs.
"You've got to be kidding me? Everything about you screams 'player'."
He chuckled, "You maybe right but you will be mine," his hot breath tickled her ear.
Too busy teasing Felicity, Oliver didn't realize that her knee connected with his groin…HARD.
A sharp cry of pain escaped his throat, 'That…that bi-."
"Aww, the poor playboy is down," Felicity giggled.
She bent down and whispered in his ear, "Do not test me." Then she walked off.
All Oliver could do is stare with a nose bleed, 'Hmm, black panties…how sinful.'
How is it for a start? There will be humor with a mix of drama. So please REVIEW!
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