Mathilda had a pleasant day shopping with Mariah and Julia, when they weren't talking about their boyfriends. But for some reason she wanted the shopping trip to be over with as soon as possible, for some reason she was so ecstatic about meeting Oliver the next day.

That morning she got ready early, she didn't want Oliver to wait for her. She got up so early that she was in the lobby ten minutes before they were supposed to meet. She sat on a sofa and waited, she hoped Oliver would also arrive early, so they could get going.

"Hey, mon ami!"

Mathilda turned around and smiled, it was Oliver.

"Hi!"
"Have you been here long?"
"No, I only just sat down really!"
"Good, I'd hate to have made a lady wait!" Oliver smiled.

Mathilda smiled back, blushing.

"So are you ready to go?" Oliver asked.
"Yeah!"

Mathilda got up and they headed to the art gallery.


"You ready to go?" She said as she put on her black sunglasses.
"Er...I guess! Though I'd prefer not to be following them, I'd rather just spend my day with you!" He said as he put on his matching sunglasses.
"Good! Well, aren't you just curious about them? They're so cute together, I guess it was a good thing for Oliver to come along! Your sweet and all, but this is more interesting right now, we'll have private time later!"
"Fine! But I have a question!"
"What is it!?"
"Why are we wearing black shades AND clothes?"
"To look like spies!...And because it looks cool and mysterious!"
"Your one crazy chick!"
"Love you too!"

The pair followed Oliver and Mathilda to the art gallery.


Oliver and Mathilda walked around looking at various paintings.

"This one's pretty!" Mathilda smiled at the picture.
"No, it is beautiful! The technique is so superb and the colours blend in such a magnificent way!" Oliver told her.
"I guess it is!"

Whenever Mathilda said something about a painting, Oliver tended to talk about the technique used on it or something about the painting, either way it made Mathilda feel awkward. She knew Oliver loved art, he told her he paints himself, he just didn't quite realise that Mathilda wouldn't look at the paintings in as much detail as he did.


"Dammit Oliver, you're making the girl more uncomfortable and nervous! Stop going on about the paintings and just AGREE with her!" Someone hiding mumbled in frustration.
"Ssh! Do you wanna get caught!" Her partner whispered.
"No!"
"Then be quiet or you'll ruin YOUR plan! What is this plan anyway? I'm sure following those two is only PART of it!"
"It is! But you'll just have to find out Hunny!"
"Don't call me that please!" He groaned.

She stuck her tongue out at her partner in spying.


Mathilda and Oliver walked and sat in front of the next painting. As they sat, Oliver put his hand over Mathilda's, they both blushed.

"Sorry!" Oliver whispered as he took away his hand and put it on his lap.
"I-it's fine!" Mathilda said in an almost audible whisper.

They both looked up to the painting, it was a fantasy painting. The artist had painted a fairy, who had white translucent wings and short pink hair, riding on top of a white unicorn with a red tail and mane. Oliver turned his head to Mathilda.

"You know, that fairy in the painting reminds me of someone!"
"It does? Who are you thinking of?" Mathilda asked turning to meet Oliver's eyes.
"She reminds me of you, and the artist has surely painted your beauty splendidly!" Oliver smiled, making Mathilda blush.


"Oliver! She not ready to have moves made on her you fool!" Hidden away, the onlooker whispered angrily.
"It's strange, that unicorn reminds me of Oliver's Unicolyon!" The guy didn't pay attention to her as he was looking at the painting, not the pair they were supposed to be staring at.
"Huh? I guess, so what?" She glanced at the painting, but didn't pay so much attention.
"Signs...Its a sign and Oliver read it!"


Mathilda's cheeks turned fire red and she diverted her attention away from the greenette.

"I'm sorry! Erm...Can I be excused! I need to go to the ladies room!"
"Oh, erm. Yes...Ok!" Oliver sighed.

Mathilda had no idea where the toilets were, but walked speedily away, she had to get away from him for a few moments. Hopefully Oliver would stay where he was and wait patiently. She passed by the couple who'd been spying on her, but never noticed.


"Wait here, and watch Oliver! Call me if he leaves!"
"What? Where're you going!?" It was too late, she left.

He sighed and watched Oliver as he was told.


Oliver stretched and sighed. He had a feeling that there was something wrong with Mathilda, but he wasn't sure what exactly it was. He'd enjoyed his day with Mathilda so far, but that last comment he made to her...

'"She reminds me of you, and the artist has surely painted your beauty splendidly!" Dammit Oliver, why you tell her that! Why did you think that? She's you FRIEND! You, YOU sounded like Enrique! What is WRONG with you, you KNOW Mathilda isn't like the girls Enrique always picks up, and you shouldn't treat her like she's one either. No, you two are BOTH different from them, so stop with that stupidity and apologise!' Although Oliver thought it, he didn't move to follow Mathilda, no he decided he would wait for her to return.


Mathilda found her way to the toilets and decided to go and splash some water in her face. The water seemed to feel refreshing after what just happened. She sighed and looked at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were still a little flushed.

'W-what happened back there? Oliver, seem to be, to be flirting with me and I freaked out. No wait, WAS it flirting? Oliver's nice, he was just complementing me in a friendly way I think. But if he was, why do I feel like this?'

"What happened back there, was a simple case of trying to read 'signs' and hopefully 'get lucky'!"

Mathilda turned her head to see a girl who had a playful smirk on her face. She wore sunglasses and black clothes. They stared at each other, had the girl read Mathilda's mind or did she speak out loud without realising it?

"I'm not a mind reader, but I saw what was going on between you and Oliver, see? You know, he wasn't thinking that you may not be ready yet, what with a best friend like Enrique Giancarlo, who has girls 'under his spell' within five seconds flat! He just saw the painting as a sign and thought it may mean something?"
"Huh? What do you mean? WHo are you and how do you know Oliver?"
"Well, that's for me to know REALLY! I just thought I'd come to see you and help you out! After all, you and Oliver would look so cute together, but your both too shy to make a move!"
"He didn't seem 'too shy' to me."
"Yeah, but now he's probably freaking and worrying he did something wrong! I suggest you go back and start over or something!"
"Erm...Right! Thanks!"

Mathilda left and the girl watched he with a smirk.

"Playing cupid is way more fun than playing God!" She said to herself after Mathilda closed the door.


Oliver was still sat down, looking up at the painting, completely unknown that he was being watched by someone familiar. He dropped his head and sighed, wondering if Mathilda was ok, she'd been gone for at least five minutes now.

"Um...Hey Oliver!" A quiet voice said behind him.

Oliver turned around and smiled sheepishly. Mathilda smiled back.

"I'm sorry!" He said.
"No, I'm sorry, lets start again!"
"Ok!" Oliver stood up and they moved onto the next piece.


"So how's it going?" The girl said as she returned to her partner.
"Where have YOU been!?" He whispered harshly.
"Just around!" She smirked.
"Oh great. You were up to something, weren't you!" He sighed. "Why couldn't I have had a more NORMAL girlfriend!"
"Oh shh! You KNOW you love it really! I make your life more fun!"
"True..."
"Well, then looks like those two have patched things up!"
"Yeah!"

The pair silently left and Mathilda and Oliver continued around the museum for a few more hours.


Wasn't quite sure where it was going during this chapter, but I added two people to hopefully add and make it more interesting. But I wanted to keep their identities hidden for now! XD! Review please?