Chapter 1
Felicity didn't like moving. She hated leaving all the friends she had made behind, especially as they weren't many and it had taken her so long to make them. Not that she wasn't a friendly person or that she wasn't good at speaking, because she totally was, maybe that was kind of the problem; rather than being a normal teenager who barely said a few words, she was the complete opposite, she would babble on to her hearts content and then usually end up revealing something devastatingly embarrassing about herself, which usually resulted in people labelling her as a 'weirdo' and making an extra effort to ignore her in the school corridors and outside of school too. And now she had to start afresh at Starling City High, knowing no-one but her parents and her annoying idiot of a younger brother Ethan, aged 7, who it seemed, had made it his mission to irritate her to death during their 10+ hour drive from LA to Starling City by his stupid "are we there yet" questions that never seemed to give up.
Thank God for music! She couldn't help but think as she turned the volume up on the Justin Timberlake song she was currently listening to, which not only soothed her anxieties but also helped to drown out the sounds of her family singing along to a ridiculously cheesy song on the radio. As Felicity closed her eyes and felt herself drift off into sleep, the last thought that came to her head was that she hoped she hadn't forgotten anything.
When they finally arrived at their new house Ethan leant over to Felicity and began poking at her thigh until her eyes opened and she looked around in confusion, before taking out one of her earphones.
"Where are we?" She asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"Where do you think, dumbass?" Her brother replied, undoing his seatbelt and opening the car door so that he could slide out of his seat and head towards the boot to help unload the stuff from the car into the house.
Her mum let out a soft sigh as she watched Felicity through her rear-view mirror.
"We're home," she replied simply, a small smile on her face.
Felicity let out a dramatic gasp and clapped her hands together.
"Home - you mean somehow we ended back in LA?" Felicity asked in a teasing manner.
This earned her a chuckle from her dad before he got out of the car and walked towards the boot of the car so that he could start unloading things into their house. Felicity smiled proudly to herself at being able to make her father laugh, god knows he hadn't had much reason to laugh in the past few years. She was undoing her seat-belt when her mum twisted round in her seat and faced her, which made her stop dead in her tracks. She could always tell when her mum was serious about something because there would always be a look on her face. She couldn't describe the look, but the look was something that she realised most parents had.
"Look, Felicity, I know this move has been particularly difficult for you because you had to leave all your friends behind and on top of it all you have to start a new school and make new friends, but you have to trust your father and I when we say that this move is the best thing for the family." Her mum said, her eyes pleading with Felicity to understand.
Felicity let out a deep sigh and counted to ten in her head, she knew the real reason why they were moving and her mum's blatant play for ignorance wasn't going to make her any less aware of the reason.
"When you say the move is the best thing for the family, you actually mean you and dad's relationship, right?"
The moment she said it, although she knew she was right, she couldn't help but feel guilty; she watched as her mum's mask of confidence and hope that she had been wearing throughout the whole drive, dropped and she struggled to keep her composure.
"Mu-" Felicity began to say, but was cut off when her mum raised a hand to stop her from speaking.
"I know how you must see me, and I'm sorry, but your father and I's relationship affects this family and so yes this move is the best thing for the family."
Felicity shrugged nonchalantly, opening her car door and getting out quickly before she could say anything else that she would not regret saying. She shut the door behind her, maybe a little louder than she had intended it to be, and walked towards the front of the house. As she stood at the front gate, soaking everything in, she realised that however much she hated moving she couldn't deny the fact that her new house actually looked kind of cool; even though it was one of those typical American styled house on the outside; white picket fence, healthy green lawn, trimmed hedges around the edges of the front garden, and a drive-way.
She was still lost in her train of thoughts when the house door opened and her dad appeared a wide smile on his face as he watched her whilst leaning against the door.
"Come on kiddo, we need to unpack a whole lot of stuff," her dad shouted over to her.
Felicity smiled and began walking towards him. As she passed her dad she gave him a playful punch on the shoulder and when he made a show of being hurt she simply raised an amused brow.
"Man up pal, man up," she replied jokingly; before walking into one of the rooms, which was the 'soon to be living-room', and starting to unload everything that was in the boxes.
It had just reached 10pm when they had finally completed their packing, which meant that they had spent 7 hours un-packing everything and putting everything away and surprisingly nothing had broken, which was always a good thing. Although it didn't have that same feeling that their house in LA did, the various paintings and the furniture helped to give off the feeling of familiarity.
Felicity yawned and got up off the sofa that she had been sitting on. She decided that it was time for her to go to bed, not only because it had been a busy few days but because whilst sitting on the sofa, it had finally sunk in that she was going to be an outsider all over again, the fresh fish in the old lake where all the other fishes would already be in groups and she would be the lone fish, and the thought of that made her want to curl into a ball in her bed and cry.
"I'm going to bed; I'll see you guys in the morning." She announced.
Her dad shot her a puzzled look.
"You haven't even eaten yet, don't you want anything?" He asked.
She shook her head and walked over to him, pressing a soft kiss on his cheek before turning around and walking out of the living-room.
Once she reached her bedroom she walked over to her suitcase and pulled out her pyjamas before getting changed quickly and sliding herself into bed. Annoyingly, she found that now that she was actually in her bed she couldn't sleep, so she put on her earphones and started listening to one of the few songs that could soothe her: The Fray -Vienna.
Part 2
Felicity woke up to the sound of someone knocking on her bedroom door. She rolled over to find her phone so that she could check the time, rolling her eyes when the clock read 9:30am in the morning. She was tempted to just go back to sleep but when the knock came again she knew she couldn't get away with it.
She cleared her throat before speaking. "Come in."
A genuine smile formed on her lips as her dad walked into her room, holding a plate which had a grilled cheese sandwich on it. Her dad smiled happily back at her and walked round to the side of the bed she was sleeping on and sat down at the edge of it, placing the plate on her bedside table.
"I thought you might like something to eat." He said.
She smiled softly and sat herself upright in bed. Rather than reaching over for the plate of food, she watched her dad as he sat in silence staring out of her window. She had been meaning to ask her dad something that had been on her mind since it was first announced that they were moving, but she was hesitant because she knew the question would hurt him and she loved her dad too much to see him hurt.
"Ask me anyway, Fliss." He said, turning to face her.
She cursed inwardly, realising that she obviously hadn't said that last part in her head. But by the look on his face she could tell he already knew what the question was.
"Why are you doing this, dad?" She asked him. "You deserve so much better than her and yet you're letting her get away with things so easily. Moving when she says we should move. If roles were reversed you know she would have left you as soon everything came out, and even if she hadn't left you she wouldn't let you forget for a second what you had done."
He swallowed tightly. "I love her, Felicity, and I know it may not seem like a valid answer, but one day you're going to fall in love with someone and one day they'll do something that really hurts and you'll have to determine who is worth suffering for."
Her gaze softened, "and mum is?"
Her father gave her a small nod. "Your mother most definitely is."
Felicity reached over and took hold of her dad's hand, squeezing it tightly. "I only want you to be happy dad, I hate you seeing hurt."
Her dad leant forward and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I know, and I love you for that. Listen, finish your breakfast quickly and then get ready, we need to head into town and buy your school uniform."
At the mention of school, Felicity let out a loud groan and threw her duvet over her head.
"How about I just don't go into school tomorrow?" She asked hopefully.
"You'll be okay kiddo."
Felicity let out a loud snort and pulled the blanket down from her head. "Dad, I'm going into 11th grade knowing no-one from that school, everyone would have bonded and made solid friendships and then there'll be me, swaggering in trying to find my place and probably end up embarrassing myself. It'll be anything but okay."
"I'm sure you'll make at least one friend."
"And if I don't?" She questioned.
Her dad smiled at her, reaching over and tucking a strand of falling hair behind Felicity's ears. "Trust me on this, you will."
Felicity rolled her eyes and picked up her plate, tucking into the grilled cheese sandwich. Her dad got up from the bed and left Felicity's room, not before dropping another kiss on the top of her head.
After Felicity had finished her breakfast and gotten changed into her clothes for the day, which consisted of jeans and a grey hoody, she went downstairs to find her father sitting at the dining table, fully engrossed in the newspaper that he was reading. She cleared her throat to get his attention.
"I'm ready, dad."
Her father nodded and folded up the newspaper, placing it back on the table. Just as he began to get up, her mother walked into the room with a mug of tea in one hand and some money in the other.
As her dad walked passed her he placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed it tightly. "I'll be waiting in the car for you."
Before Felicity had the chance to turn round, her mum strides over to her and hands her some money. "Some extra cash Felicity, in case you run out."
"Thanks." She muttered, giving her mum a small smile as she stuffed the money into her jeans pocket; before walking out of the house and joining her dad in the car.
The drive into town was quite long but pleasant; her dad had allowed her to have total control over the radio which meant that she had ended up singing, badly, to most of the songs that were being played.
After driving round, for what seemed like hours, in search for the shop that sold school-uniform and all that jazz Felicity did a fist-pump in the air when she finally found it. Her dad pulled over onto the pavement and unlocked the car.
"You go into the shop; I need to find a decent place to park first."
Felicity nodded and got out of the car quickly, and made her way towards the shop. She kept her head down as she walked into the store and made her way through the different aisles to find the skirt section. Thankfully it didn't take her too long and when she finally found the aisle and picked up her size skirt, she moved on to the blouses section. She was so focused on finding her size in the blouses that she jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder; taking a deep breath when she saw that it was just her dad.
"Dad, you almost gave me a heart-attack," she said, her hand resting over her chest.
He chuckled, "I'm sorry Fliss."
She shot her dad a smile before turning round and picking up one of the blouses, and holding it out in front of her.
"Do you think this suits me?" She asked.
Her dad looked at her in confusion. "It's a blouse for school, not a blouse for some fashion runway."
She let out an exasperated sigh, "I know dad, but please just humour me."
Her dad tried desperately not to smile but failed miserably. "It suits you."
Felicity grinned brightly and picked up a few more blouses of the same type and draped them over her arm.
"Is that everything?" Her dad asked her.
"Nah, need to find the blazers section." She replied.
Felicity spent another 15-20 minutes trying on different blazers, making sure that they fitted right and that they suited her. Her dad spent the 15-20 minutes nodding and adding 'mmms' and 'uh-huhs' to whatever it was that Felicity spouted. Finally she found a blazer that she liked and they went and stood in the check-out line, waiting to pay for their items.
When it was finally their turn Felicity couldn't help but notice that the girl at the till who was serving them was actually gorgeous. From where Felicity was standing she saw that the girl had an hourglass figure, with brown wavy hair that fell past her shoulders and her skin was quite a dark shade of brown.
Felicity only realised she had been staring when her dad nudged her arm and shot her a 'what the hell is wrong with you' look before motioning for her to hand over the items. She blushed a furious shade of red as she cleared her throat and muttered an apology, before handing her items over to the girl who was looking at her with a bemused expression.
"I'm sorry about my daughter" her dad said as the girl began to check out the items, "we just moved and I guess it's affecting her more than we thought."
The girl grinned, and looked over to Felicity. "You're going to Starling City high?"
Felicity nodded, "Yeah."
"What grade?" The girl asked interestedly.
"11th grade," Felicity replied.
"Same here! My name is Kira by the way."
Felicity looked at Kira in surprise, "Seriously? You're in 11th grade?"
Kira laughed softly whilst she placed the clothes into plastic bags, "Yeah. Well, going into 11th grade. You moved at a good time y'know, at least you didn't move during the middle of a school-term, you moved at the start of a new academic year."
Felicity let out a small laugh, "I guess so."
Kira smiled in return before handing the bags to Felicity, "$85 please."
Felicity's dad handed over the money, "Keep the change" he said, and gave Kira a genuine smile.
"See you tomorrow, Felicity." Kira said as she watched father and daughter leave the store.
"She was nice," her dad said as they walked out of the store.
Felicity nodded in agreement. "I wonder if she'll actually remember me tomorrow though."
"I'm sure she will, hey; you think we should get a take-away for lunch?" He asked.
Felicity scoped the area to find a suitable restaurant and automatically her gaze fell on 'Big Belly Burger', which stood opposite them.
"Oh, can we go there?" She asked hopefully, pointing over at the fast-food restaurant.
"Sure." Her dad replied.
Felicity, whose mouth had started to water at the mention of food, skipped happily across the road, her dad following shortly behind her. As soon as she entered the restaurant she was met with the smell of burgers and chips. Food, glorious food! She began to sing to herself as she walked over to the counter to pick up a menu.
"Does anything look good?" Her dad asked from behind her.
"Everything," she replied.
Her dad chuckled and picked up a menu from the counter.
"Are you guys ready to order yet?" A guy named Patrick, according to his name-card, from behind the counter asked.
"What's your special?" Felicity's dad asked.
"BBQ chicken burger, with sweet potato fries." He replied.
Felicity turned to face her dad and he looked at her with a knowing look. "You want that?"
Felicity nodded. "Yes, please."
"Fine; and can I just have a regular cheese-burger with fries, please." He said to Patrick.
Patrick nodded as he finished noting down their orders. "Are you eating in or take-away?"
"Take-away please," Felicity replied.
Patrick nodded, "If you could take a seat and we'll be ready with your order in a jiffy." He said, before walking off.
Felicity snorted and moved towards an empty table. "Who even says 'jiffy'?"
"Patrick does, apparently." Her dad replied.
Felicity smiled as she sat down and looked around the place, it totally had a kind of 60s vibe to it, which she thought was so cool. She was still regarding the place when she heard a crashing sound coming from one of the tables; she looked round to find the culprit and somehow managed to lock eyes with the most gorgeous boy she had ever meet. Okay, maybe not the most gorgeous guy she had ever met because hello, Charlie Wilson from her old school totally had the body of a Greek God and the personality of such a gentleman that he practically made everyone swoon; hell, he even made the teachers swoon, he probably even made the gay guys in her old school swoon, not that that was a bad thing actually it was a pretty adorable thing now that she thought about it…And 3, 2, 1 she was losing focus. But this guy right here looked hella gorgeous; with his short dirty blond hair, and from what she could tell his well-toned figure. She was totally unaware that she was still having eye-sex, or whatever it was called, with the guy until the smile on his face grew wider and he did a little wave to her.
She blushed furiously, the second time that day, and looked the other way quickly, earning her another 'what the hell is wrong with my daughter' look from her dad. She thanked the heavens when Patrick finally came out with their order; she grabbed her dad's wallet and jumped up to pay before grabbing the paper bag and walking out of the shop as hurriedly as she could without knocking anything over.
When she reached the door she could see the guy more clearly now. "What's so funny, Ollie?" She heard a fair-skinned brunette girl sitting next to him at the table, ask. She snuck a look at him and thankfully his attention was no longer on her but the fair-skinned girl sitting next to him. "Nothing Laurel," He replied, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice.
Sighing deeply Felicity pushed the doors open and stepped out into the cold air.
"Why can't I act like a normal person?" She groaned to her dad whilst they started to make their way towards the car.
He chuckled but didn't reply; instead he wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulder as they both made their way to their car. Felicity put the bags in the back of the car before getting into the passenger seat and putting on the radio, she definitely needed a music boost with the afternoon she had been having.
Once they had arrived home Felicity went straight to her bedroom to put her school-uniform away, once she had done that she went back downstairs and into the living-room, where her dad had laid out the take-away on the dining table next to some plates and cutlery. She moved towards the table and grabbed her BBQ and sweet potato chips before sauntering over towards the sofa.
She took a massive bite of her burger just when her mother decided to come and sit next to her. Greaaat timing mom! She thought.
"How was your shopping trip?" she asked.
"Don't even ask," Felicity muttered; taking a huge bite of her burger.
Her mother shot her dad a confused look and waited for him to explain what had gone on.
"She sort of sported the whole 'fish out of water' look." Her dad explained.
Felicity rolled her eyes and continued eating.
Her mother chuckled lightly, "Oh dear, did she do the rambling thing?" She asked.
"Oh just keep talking about me as if I'm not even here, that's incredibly nice." Felicity said sarcastically.
Both her parents burst out laughing at that.
"Great, now you're both laughing at me. I feel so loved."
"It's out of love, Fliss." Her dad retorted lovingly.
"Yeah yeah, and I'm a fairy called Tinkerbelle." Felicity muttered under her breath, getting up to put her empty plate in the kitchen sink before traipsing up the stairs into her bedroom.
"Oh Fliss where are you going?" She heard her mum shout playfully; to which she heard her dad respond with, "to Neverland of course."
Felicity laughed exaggeratedly whilst closing her bedroom door shut. Why did parents always think they were being funny when they most certainly were not? Shaking her head she sat down at her desk and turned on her laptop, in the two days since they had arrived she hadn't once checked her emails and she knew by now that she would have a whole load of unread messages just casually waiting to be read.
She was right. When she logged on to her emails she found that she had quite a few from her friends at her old school who were asking her if she had settled in well, if she liked the new area. Cracking her knuckles she started replying to them all.
The rest of the evening pretty much consisted of Felicity replying to emails, watching pointless YouTube videos, and scrolling up and down her Facebook news feed. She was interrupted when there was a knock on her door, and then a head of curls popped round the edge of her door.
"Felicity, dinner is ready now." Ethan hollered.
Felicity looked up from her computer screen and gave her brother a small smile. "I'm coming down right now, pal."
Her brother nodded and bounced back out of her room.
5 minutes passed and she found herself still on her laptop. There was another knock on her door.
"Yes?" She muttered distractedly.
"Dinner is ready now. And mum said if you don't come downstairs I can eat all your dinner."
At that Felicity let out an amused snort and shut down her laptop. "If you ate my dinner on top of your own you'd just grow fat."
"I don't care, I like food." Ethan fired back.
"So do I, pal." Felicity said whilst they made their way downstairs.
After they had finished having dinner Felicity washed up the dirty dishes and then spent the rest of the evening with her family watching TV, it was actually quite nice and it actually helped to take her mind off of the fact that she was starting at a new school. When it reached 10 O'clock she bid her family goodnight and then went up to her room to sleep, not before setting her alarm clock for 7am. Not that she would actually fall asleep straight away, she would probably spend most of the night cringing over what she had done, and then the rest of the night listening to her music and end up walking into school the next day looking like a freaking zombie. Her priorities were definitely sorted.
Part 3
Felicity woke up to the sound of her alarm clock ringing. Loudly, she might add. She thumped it a few times to turn it off before sleepily stumbling out of bed and heading towards the bathroom to get all freshened up, before coming back into her bedroom and getting changed into her school uniform. Once she had finished she grabbed her brown satchel and slowly made her way downstairs and into the kitchen so that she could fix herself something to eat.
By the time she had finished her bowl of cereal it was 8:00 and her dad, good old dad, had made his way downstairs, dressed in a grey tracksuit.
Felicity got up from her seat, "Morning," she said over her shoulder, whilst carrying her empty bowl to kitchen.
"Sleep well?" Her dad asked.
Felicity walked back into the dining room and plopped herself onto the sofa. "Like a baby."
Her father smiled and went to fetch his car-keys. "Come on, I'll drop you off at school."
Felicity got up immediately and did one final check to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. Cursing inwardly at herself when she almost forgot her earphones. What one could do without ear-phones Felicity Smoak dreaded to find out.
Soon enough they were in the car and on their way to Starling City high, all the time Felicity sat in the car twiddling her thumbs. Her chest was tight and every few minutes she had to breathe deeply just to stop her from totally losing her nerve. Her father sensing that Felicity was feeling nervous placed one hand over knee and said words of encouragement. This only made her feel worse if she was honest.
At long last they pulled up to the school gates. Felicity turned round to give her dad a kiss on the cheek and offer him a, "Thanks for driving me."
Her dad smiled and shrugged, "No problem kiddo."
She opened the door and got out of the car, then spent about 5 minutes watching her dad waving with one hand as he drove off into the distance. She could feel the tears pricking in her eyes, she was truly all alone. As she made her way inside the school building her heart tightened when she heard sounds of laughter, and saw groups of people embracing each-other and talking excitedly about what they had gotten up to over the summer. She missed home. Desperate to find the Principles office so she could collect her time-table, she made her way through the crowds of students and actually lost count of how many people she had accidently barged into or pushed aside and the apologies that she had to utter.
When Felicity finally found the Principal's office she did a little victory fist-pump before knocking on the door and waiting for an invitation.
"Come in." A female voice said from behind the closed door.
Taking a deep breath Felicity opened the door and stepped into the office. She was met with a welcoming smile from a short woman with pale skin and black hair that was styled very neatly into a bob.
"I take it you're Felicity Smoak?" The woman asked cheerily.
Felicity offered her a small smile, followed by a shy "Yeah."
The lady nodded for a while before picking up a few papers that were on her desk and then stepping out of her office and motioning for Felicity to do the same.
"I'm Ms. AppleGarth." She said once Felicity started walking in step with her. She reached over and handed Felicity the sheets of paper that she had picked up earlier from her desk.
Felicity took them and quickly glanced over them.
"Thanks." She muttered
"You're welcome dear. In the stack of papers I gave you is your time-table for this semester, as well as the school rules. We take pride in giving everything our absolute best, Felicity, do you think you could manage that?"
"Yeah, totally," She replied. She had no idea where she was going, she felt as if she had been walking down the halls with no purpose until Ms. Applegarth came to a stop in front of one of the doors.
"You have double English this morning, I'm sure you'll like it. Do you like literature?" The older woman asked her.
Felicity replied with a smile, "Yeah. I love reading."
"Good," Ms. Applegarth replied, "You'll get on well with your English teacher Mr. O'Donell then."
"If you have any problems come and see me, you know where my office is." Ms Applegarth said with a genuine smile plastered on her face, before she wandered off down the hall and left Felicity alone to face walking into a classroom.
Felicity tried to give herself a motivational talk but after several failed attempts she decided that the best thing was to just say 'Ah fuck it' and walk into the classroom like she wasn't afraid and that she owned everything in that room. Hah, what a joke.
Before she could lose her confidence she opened the door and stepped into the classroom; her cheeks turning red when the teacher, as well as the students, stopped reading from whatever book they were reading from and looked up to stare at her.
"Uh, I'm so sorry I'm late, I uh, had a meeting with Ms Applegarth and she gave me her time-table," At her mistake Felicity felt her cheeks going even redder and tried to cover up her mistake, "I mean she gave me my time-table and then she left and then I just stood outside and gave myself a pep talk to come into this class because I was – still am, really nervous." She blurted out.
She heard a few people snickering but managed to focus all her attention on her teacher, which wasn't exactly hard as she thought he looked slightly like Colin Farrell, who looked utterly amused at her ramblings.
"And your name is?" He asked her.
"Felicity Smoak," She replied instantly.
"Ah, the new student, take a seat." He said, gesturing to an empty desk.
As Felicity made her way towards an empty desk at the back of the classroom, she almost had a heart-attack when she recognised one of the guys in her class as the guy that she had been having eye-sex with at Big Belly's Burger sitting at the back of the class, he had obviously noticed her too because there was a playful smirk on his face.
Mr O'Donnell's voice cut into her thoughts. "Today would be nice, Felicity."
Cue snickering from a few students.
Had she been staring again? Fucking hell.
Felicity scurried along to the empty desk and quickly sat down; sliding further down into her chair in hopes that somehow she would not draw any more attention to herself for the rest of the two lessons. Thankfully they passed by quickly and before she knew it the bell rang for break.
She got up from her desk and moved towards the door when Mr O'Donnell stopped her, Ah damn, what I have done? She thought anxiously.
Sensing Felicity's anxiety he smiled at her and shook his head lightly, "You haven't done anything, don't worry."
Felicity let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding.
"Next lesson we'll be reading To Kill a Mockingbird; I'll give you a week to get hold of it."
Her face lit up, it was one of her favourite books.
Her teacher eyed her with curiosity. "I see I've sparked an interest?"
She nodded, smiling widely. "Yeah, I love that book. I've read it so many times its unreal."
"Really? Well then I expect you to be an expert at it then"
Felicity laughed softly. Mr O'Donnell was certainly her favourite teacher. Even though she had only known him for like what, 2 hours?
"That's all I wanted to say. Look, I know how hard it is to be the new person in a new place. If you need anything, anything at all, my door is always open."
Felicity beamed, "Thanks sir."
Walking out into the hallways that were still quite crowded, Felicity couldn't help but think that if the only friend she made that morning was her English teacher then so be it. She didn't think he would mind if she spent break periods and lunch periods in his room, hell, they'd probably end up talking about the different books they had both read.
She was so consumed in her thoughts she didn't hear a voice calling her name. Spinning around she found herself smiling when she realised who it was. Kira.
Kira ran up to her and once she reached her, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, "How's your first day going?"
"I made my first friend." Felicity replied.
"Who?"
"Mr O'Donnell"
Kira snorted and burst out into laughter, "He's great. You'll love him."
"I already do, and it's only been 2 hours. I don't even know how I'm going to cope."
Despite how nervous Felicity was, she found that she could speak to Kira with ease. She wasn't forcing the conversation to happen, it just was. It was almost as if they had been friends for a long time.
"What do you have next lesson?"
Felicity reached into her satchel and pulled out a sheet of papers, "Uh, it looks like I have a study period."
"So do I and a bunch of my other friends," Kira reached over and pulled the papers from Felicity's hand to get a closer look, "Our timetables are exactly identical, looks like you're stuck with me for the rest of year." Kira finished off with a playful wink.
Felicity grinned. I like her.
Kira laughed suddenly and Felicity groaned, realising that she had said it out loud.
"Hey, if it makes you feel better I totally do the same thing."
Felicity perked up a bit at that. "Really?"
Kira shook her head and grinned devilishly, "No, I'm kidding."
Felicity rolled her eyes and groaned, "Great, just great."
Kira just laughed.
"And here's the library," Kira said, before pushing open a set of blue doors and walking through. Felicity walked beside her, taking in the sight of the various bookshelves filled with books just waiting to be read. The library was gorgeous, there were different colour beanbags dispersed randomly and the ceiling had interesting swirly patterns painted on it, ugh, she could totally just move into the library and she would be happy forever.
"Earth to Felicity," Kira said, waving her hand in front of Felicity's face to grab her attention.
Felicity quickly snapped out of her daydreaming and looked over at Kira, "Sorry what?"
"I was just saying that these guys here," Kira pauses and motions to a group of people, "are my friends, and then I was going to go on to introduce you to them but I realised you that you seemed to be away with the fairies hence -"
"The hand wave" a guy finished off for Kira.
Felicity looked over to see who it was who had spoken. Her brain faltered. It was the guy. The ridiculously hot guy, the guy she had eye-sex with. And he was sitting next to the girl with the brunette hair, Laurie? Lauren? Laurel? Laurel, that was it.
He gave her a smile and stuck his hand out, "I'm Oliver."
"Felicity," She replied nervously, and shook his hand. His manly and warm hand. She could have held onto his hand for the whole day. The whole week, hell, the whole year.
Oliver cleared his throat and smiled at her with amusement, "Can I have my hand back, please?"
Embarrassed, Felicity yanked her hand away.
"Yeah, moving on swiftly," Kira begun, "Sitting on the other side of Oliver is Tommy," She paused briefly for Tommy to give Felicity a wave and a cheeky grin, "The girl on the other side of Oliver is Laurel and next to her is Sara," Kira paused whilst Sara and Felicity exchanged greetings, "Then sitting next to Sara is her boyfriend John who also happens to be my brother," Again she paused so that they could exchange quick greetings, "And this guy is my twin, Andrew."
Felicity smiled nervously at Andrew, he was just as gorgeous as Kira. With his tall, muscular body and his curly brown hair that she just wanted to run her hands through, and his hazel eyes that she could stare into all day. Damn that family and their 'hot' genes.
Immediately after she had finished that thought process Kira and Andrew burst into laughter while the rest of the group just grinned.
She realised, yet again, that she had accidently said her thoughts out loud. She face-palmed and then let out a groan, "Did I just say that out loud?"
Andrew grinned at her, "No worries, I get it all the time."
Kira rolled her eyes whilst snorting and sunk to the ground beside Andrew, pulling Felicity down beside her.
"Your humility never fails to impress me, bro." Kira said, slapping Andrew playfully on the back.
Felicity smiled. She liked them all already. If her first day at school was going to be this great then she couldn't wait for the two years that they were here.
