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Chapter Two - Open Books and Sleep Deprivation
The second day of school was better than the first, but it was still school. It wasn't raining, which was a first, but the clouds were foreshadowing a hell of a storm for tonight. It was humid as well, though which didn't help my hair, so I had to try to shove it in a bun. Emphasis on try. Bella was quiet in the car but I couldn't blame her, she had been crying all night. That's right, I heard you.
In algebra 2, we had a surprise quiz on graphing and I almost passed out due to how much I had to think. My neighbor gave me an answer for a question I couldn't figure out and I did the same for him - we had a great dynamic going. One of Bella's newly found friends Mike came up to me in the hallway and talked to me on my way to Latin. I didn't mind his company, he was an overall nice person to me so I wouldn't mind if we talked more; first impressions are important and he made a hell of an impact.
After Latin, L-C-S-S (Langley, Claire, Simone, and Sammy) and I walked to lunch. I handed Sammy two dollars so he could buy lunch for me and I sat down at our table. I looked out the cafeteria windows and sighed in content. I looked behind me, scooping out Bella's table. She looked terribly uncomfortable being there. I could always go rescue her but that would require moving.
"I didn't know what to get you, so I went with pizza and a water bottle." Sammy threw the bottled water at me, hitting me in the chest.
"Ow! Next time aim for my face, it'll hurt less!" I groaned in pain.
Sammy grinned and put a tray with a piece of pizza on it. I nodded in approval and he gave me a small victory dance… oh wait nevermind, that's a pelvic thrust. I snorted and told him to sit his bony ass down. Langley sat down beside me, and Claire sat in front of me. Simone sat on the other side of me and used me as an armrest.
"I'm surprised the welcoming party didn't snatch you up like they did with your sister," Langley said as she shoved a forkful of spaghetti in her mouth.
I shrugged, "I guess I didn't look up to code. Mike Newton talked to me in the hallway today, though."
"I had a huge crush on Mike in middle school," admitted Simone. "I always used to try and partner up with him in science in seventh grade. Looking back at it now, it's cringe worthy."
Claire laughed and pointed at the taller girl with her spoon. "You had a picture of him under your bed."
"At least I don't have a picture of Edward Cullen in my underwear drawer!" shot Simone.
"You what?" I laughed.
"You shut your whore mouth!" Claire yelled, causing a couple of neighboring tables to look at us, including the Cullens.
Edward wasn't at school today which brought me joy. Hopefully he had caught polio and can never come back to school. Rosalie glared at us before returning to speaking to Emmett. That's right, Barbie, look back to your… brother? Boyfriend? Close acquaintance?
"That's enough you two, we all know Sammy is the whore here." Langley stated.
That's what started the conversation of relationships and sexuality. I was surprised to find out that Langley had a boyfriend who lived in Seattle, and even more surprised to find out she had diddled him. Well she was the oldest one of the group, her being a senior while the rest of us being juniors. Simone had a fling with a girl named Veronica while on vacation in Hawaii, Claire was talking to three guys over the internet, and Sammy was building up the nerve to talk to his crush.
"What about you, Olly? Who's in your spank bank?" Claire leaned in with a smirk on her face.
"No one has visited Olly's mystery bag, but one had gotten very close." The group leaned in, waiting for me to tell them the story.
I sighed dramatically, "If you all insist, then I shall tell you. Gather 'round children while momma Olly tells you a story." I cracked my knuckles and neck for dramatic effect. "Well, the young, naive Olly thought she was in love with a boy named Mark. Mark was a couple years older than our dear Olly, and she thought she was the luckiest girl in the world. He was a freshman in college while she had just started her junior year. One warm, Arizona night, Mark and Olly were sitting in the back of his car and he had kissed her. Little did she know, Mark had a condom in his pocket that he had been itching to use. When the time came, she refused!" The group fake gasped in horror. "Yes, I know, so tragic."
"Why didn't you let him put his man meat in you?" Sammy asked.
"Don't ever call it man meat for the love of god!" Langley put her hands over her ears.
I shrugged, "I wasn't ready, and a couple of days later I broke up with him."
The bell rang, ending our little story circle. I waved them goodbye and went to english with a smile, knowing Dickward Cullen wasn't going to be there. I hope he fell behind in all of his classes. In english, we started reading Lord of the Flies, and in gym we played volleyball. Nothing really exciting happened except for Bella getting hit with a volleyball.
It had become apparent that neither dad or I knew how to cook anything but simple meals, so it was up to the mighty Bella to take over the cooking. If it wasn't for Bella, I would be living off of ramen and mac and cheese. When Bella and I left school, she was on her way to the supermarket. I didn't particularly want to grocery shop, so I told her to buy me a specific cereal and I stayed in the truck. I hummed to songs on the radio and read my assigned chapters for english until Bella came back. She put the grocery bags in the bed of the truck and we were on the road again.
"Did you get the cereal I wanted?" I asked, closing my book and putting back in my bag.
Bella nodded and I grinned - score one for Olly.
When Bella had made dinner, we all sat down like the healthy, loving family we were and ate. Dad and Bella were silent for the most part which I didn't really mind. I was surprised when dad had started the conversation instead of me,
"So how do you guys like school? Make any new friends?"
I nodded, "Yeah, they're pretty cool."
"I sit with this girl named Jessica and her friends, and there's this boy named Mike," Bella said.
"He talked to me in the hallway, I think he's pretty cool." I shoveled some salad in my mouth.
"Must be Mike Newton, nice boy. His dad runs a sporting goods shop right outside of town - makes pretty good money from travelers."
"Do you know the Cullen family?" Bella asked with curiosity.
Before dad could answer, I butted in. "That family has some serious problems." Mainly Edward.
"Now Olive, don't say that. Dr. Cullen is a brilliant surgeon who could probably work in any hospital in the world, make ten times the salary he gets here. He's an asset to the community, and all of those kids are well behaved and polite." I snorted and rolled my eyes. Well behaved? Sure, ok. "I had my doubts, when they first moved in, with all those adopted teenagers. I thought we might have some problems with them, but they're all very mature."
"Ok now that's a big lie." I pointed at dad who ignored me.
"They seemed pretty nice to me. They keep to themselves, and they're all attractive." Bella complimented.
"You should see the doctor," dad chuckled. "Thank god he's happily married, most of the nurses have a hard time working around him."
"Then I guess they're not truly qualified for their job it they're distracted." I got up and put my plate in the sink. "I think they're all just snobby and I don't particularly like them."
Dad sighed, "Oh Olly, always the pessimist."
"It's the truth!" I argued.
"Give them a chance, who knows, maybe you'll make more friends." dad said and I huffed.
"I gave him a shot yesterday and he blew it. I don't think he deserves another chance," I crossed my arms and stared my dad down.
"Olly, you're such a hypocrite. You expect people to give you all the chances in the world but you never spare anyone a second glance if they've 'wronged you'." Bella stated.
"I am not!" I defended myself, stomping my foot on the ground for emphasis.
I stormed out of the kitchen and to my room. I sat on my bed and fumed for an hour before I calmed down. I sat up and peeked out of my door, seeing Bella's door cracked. I tip toed out of my room and t Bella's. I knocked on the door and stepped in, looking at Bella who was reading on her bed. I sat beside her on the bed and muttered, "Sorry."
Bella closed her book and gave me a side hug. I leaned into the hug and continued, "What you said was right, I'm sorry for getting angry. I'm a drama queen at heart." I placed one of my hands where my heart would be.
"It's only natural to defend yourself when someone's said something negative. That doesn't mean you're a bad person." Bella said. "You should give him a second chance, you know."
"I know," I smiled. "I love you Bella."
"Love you too, Olly."
"You're a nerd for reading, though."
Edward Cullen wasn't at school the rest of the week, which disappointed me but I was overall happy about it. I admitted to myself that I did find him attractive, but physical appearance didn't make up for the fact that he was a dildo. The week went by without anything special happening, but I was invited by Mike to go to La Push with Bella and his friends in a couple weeks. Bella wasn't that excited for the trip, but I was hyped. I enjoyed that Edward wasn't in english because I can put my stuff on his desk - I even drew a frowny face on the desk so that when he came back he would see it (hopefully nobody would erase it). I was giving him a second chance but that didn't mean I had to like him.
The weekend came and I slept in until three in the afternoon on both saturday and sunday. Bella went to the library on saturday but came back empty handed. Dad wasn't home until late afternoon but I didn't really notice his absence. When I wasn't sleeping or eating I was studying. This move wouldn't affect my grades if I had any say about it.
Monday came with a smack in the face. I fucked up my sleeping schedule once again. Maybe staying up until five am and sleeping until three in the afternoon wasn't such a good idea afterall. I ended up falling asleep at five thirty and then waking up at six to get ready for school. I fell asleep on the ride to school and that just made me feel even more tired.
"Maybe you should sleep like a normal person," Bella chided as we walked through the parking lot. "You look like a zombie. Did you even brush your teeth?"
"I brushed my teeth, mother." I scowled, rubbing my eyes. I was in a pissed off mood because I couldn't get any sleep, so excuse me for not wanting to listen to my sister scold me like a child.
"Don't get snappy at me because you don't know how to sleep." Bella walked away from me to go to her morning class.
I fought my drowsiness through my morning classes and by lunch I was exhausted. When I stepped outside, it was snowing. I shivered and clung to my thick winter jacket. There were kids throwing snowballs at each other and I would have joined them if I wasn't dead on my feet. I hope it didn't freeze, Bella was awfully clumsy and she would slip on her ass. When I made it to the cafeteria I felt warmer and that made me even more tired. I wouldn't try to sleep right now though, because if I did, knowing L-C-S-S, they would draw dicks on my face with sharpies. I went through the lunch line as quick as I could and nearly flung myself down beside Sammy.
"What's wrong with you?" Sammy asked, looking at me with an odd expression.
"I made a terrible life choice," I slurred, my eyes dropping dangerously low.
"Hangover or no sleep?" Claire asked after stealing some fries off of my tray.
"I got thirty minutes of sleep last night." I groaned, regretting life.
"That's rough, buddy." Sammy patted me on the back.
"If you want to sleep, you can. We promise not to draw dicks on your face." Langley said, smiling at me.
"You're a saint, but no, if I fell asleep right now I wouldn't get up." I munched on my fries and listened to the shenanigans that was The Gang (I was going to refer to them as The Gang now, L-C-S-S was just a mouthful).
"And then I was like, you can't just tal- What's his fucking problem?" Simone's story was on hold, because some guy apparently had a fucking problem.
"What?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"Edward Cullen - he keeps looking at you and it's frankly annoying and creepy." Langley pointed out.
"Oh, so Dickward Cullen is back from the polio hospital? Does he look like he's PMSing?"
"No, should he be, though?" Sammy asked, stealing the apple off of my lunch tray. I snatched it back from him and said, "Well he did act like I had leprosy when I sat beside him in english on my first day."
"I'll fight him!" Langley declared, but seeing as she was had little to no muscle, it was hard to see her fighting a butterfly much less a teenage boy.
While they were declaring their undying hatred for Edward, they had turned to look at him. The Gang were some of my favorite people right now, but sometimes they were dumb. "Stop looking at him you degenerates!" I hissed.
"But he's still looking at you. We're just scaring him!" whined Simone.
They did listen to me to stop looking at him and the rest of lunch went without a problem. When lunch was over I bid my friends goodbye and headed off to english where I would have to endure Edward. I grimaced at the thought. I ended up to class with a couple minutes to spare, so when I sat down my head slammed on the desk and my eyes snapped shut. If I could rest my eyes for a few minutes I would be able to get through this class without dying. The classroom was filled with mindless chatter and I nearly screamed in annoyance. I was almost asleep when I head the chair beside me scrape against the tiled floor.
"Hello," said a voice in a quiet manor.
I picked my head up and I fought a sneer. No sneering, Olly! Remember, second chances. There sat golden boy with all of his Cullen goodness. He still sat far away, but his chair was angled towards me.
"My name is Edward Cullen," I guess to him it didn't look like I was sleeping. "I didn't have a chance to introduce myself last week. You must be Olive Swan."
"Olly," I corrected him. "You missed a lot since you ran off with the circus last week."
He frowned. "I had a family matter to take care of, I apologise if I came off as rude."
Well shit, he said he was sorry. Did that make me feel any better? Yeah, it did. "If I were you, I would get a book from the front. It would be awkward if you were the only one without a book. I would loan you mine but I need it for educational purposes."
"Yeah, that would be awkward." he said with a small smile.
He retrieved the book and came back to sitting in the same position he was in before he got up. The teacher came in as the bell rang, a smile on her wrinkled face. Mrs. Ramirez was an older woman in her mid fifties and she had become my favorite teacher. She was laid back and joked around with us, which was rare for teachers. She clapped her hands together, signalling us to look at her.
"I don't really feel like grading any papers this close to midterms, so today is a read and review day. Read until chapter eight and discuss with your seat partner. When you're finished with that, it's study hall."
She seemed like a saint at that moment. Study hall meant nap time for Olly. I glanced over at Edward who had an amused smile on his face. Damn that face. I pulled out my copy of the book and started where I left off at. The classroom had gone silent for thirty minutes before the first group started talking. The room started to get louder each minute, the small room filled with chattering about the book. I put my book down and cracked my knuckles,
"I finished, let me know when you're done and we'll get started."
"I've been done for the past five minutes." I looked to Edward who was looking down at the frowny face I had drawn last week.
"Well aren't you the next speed racer?" I said sarcastically.
Edward frowned for a fraction of a second and then chuckled, "What are your thoughts on the book?"
"Don't get me started. First of all, why is Ralph so mean to Piggy? And why doesn't Piggy say what his real name is?" I ranted.
"You seem very passionate about the book," Edward commented.
"Hell yeah I am! It pisses me off! I also hate how Golding is basically pushing the whole 'humans are savage' bullshit. Jack's descent into savagery isn't even subtle! He killed a fucking pig and put its head on a stick!" I said angrily.
Edward soaked up my rantings and nodded, "I agree to an extent, but I thought Jack's savagery was well executed."
"Well you're wrong." I stated, crossing my arms.
"Oh am I now? Care to explain?" Edward mused, smirking slightly.
"I don't need to explain because I know you're wrong," I put my head back on the desk and looked at Edward..
"That's not very polite of you," Edward hummed, clear amusement in his voice.
I snorted, "And you know about being polite?"
"I take it you're not a people person." Edward observed.
I fought a snarky remark and sat up, looking at Edward tired eyes. My bags had probably come back, but I didn't really care. I moved my eyes from Edward to the window and saw that it had stopped snowing and it had started raining.
"It's too bad about the snow, isn't it? It's all melting." Him forcing small talk was as bad as watching Bella try to ice skate.
"Now we're talking about the weather? We're basically crotchety old men sitting on rocking chairs looking out the window."
He gave a wry smile and started another topic, seeing how the weather wasn't something a teenage girl would willingly want to talk about. "So, why did you move here?"
"Oh, more about me, huh?" I needed to cut out the sarcasm. I looked into his eyes; a burnt butterscotch. The longer I looked, his eyes seemed to warp from a burnt butterscotch to charred wood. He looked away and I shook my head, damn sleep, making me see things.
"It's a long story that involves the death of a pope and high speed car chases."
"I think I can keep up," he smirked like he just told an inside joke that I was supposed to get. He looked back to me and his eyes returned to their original color. I knew it was my sleep, nobody's eyes can change color.
"My mom got remarried, so Bella, my sister, thought it would be better to move here instead of going to Florida with them."
"Why'd she decide to move her and yourself up here?" he asked, confused.
"Phil, my mom's new husband, plays piss baby baseball for a living and he travels a lot. Mom would be very unhappy, so I guess Bella thought it would be a good idea to move here with our dad so mom could be happy." I yawned. Talking was keeping me up, but I was still tired.
"Did she ask you what you thought?" His brows were furrowed, as to understand my sister's decision.
I shrugged, "I had no opinion on the matter. She's older so I let her make the call. I do miss my friends from Arizona, but when life gives you lemons you make lemonade."
"Are you unhappy about it?" Edward pried.
Why was he so interested in my life? Hell, it was making me a bit sentimental. I would message my friends from Phoenix soon.
"No, I think I'm happier up here. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom but I just feel more of a connection with my dad. The weather is kind of a damper but I'm already getting used to it."
I thought for a moment, "Why all the sudden interest?"
"That's a good question," he muttered.
He seemed to stop talking so I took the opportunity to take a nap. Unfortunately, the moment I dozed off, the bell rang. Like last week, Edward rushed out of the classroom like there was a fire. I was the last one out of the classroom and I contemplated on skipping gym and crashing in the Swan mobile. They wouldn't really miss me, would they? Nevermind, Bella had the keys and the doors were locked.
Gym came and went and when the final bell rang, I nearly pushed people out of the way so I could make it to the truck. Bella finally made it to the truck and when she unlocked it, I swung the door open and sat in it.
"Did you talk to him?" Bella asked as she stepped into the truck.
"Yeah, but don't rub it in."
Bella quickly backed up and almost hit another vehicle. She slammed on her breaks and I lurched forwards, my head slamming against the dash. "Mother fucker!" I yelled in pain. "Give me a heads up before you decide to drag race!"
"Well if you wore your seatbelt that wouldn't have happened."
I sat up and rubbed my aching head. As we passed the Volvo, I saw Edward with a shit eating smirk on his face. I mouthed, 'loser' to him and his grin smirk grew into a grin. That little shit. I gave him a lazy peace sign and he gave one back. Holy shit, Rosalie looked pissed. Thank god we made it out of the parking lot without Rosalie slashing our tires. I wonder why she's so pissed.
We made it home in one piece, and as soon as the truck stopped I flung myself out and sprinted into the house and to my room. I didn't have any homework tonight so I was home free. I stripped off my clothes and quickly put on pajamas before jumping in my bed. I shoved my head in a pillow and groaned loudly, "I hate it when Bella's right."
Damn you Bella, stop being right!
R&R (^;
