A/N: The story takes place in Sprague, CT, which is an actual place. I'm only borrowing the name.

Thanks for the reviews, here's Olivia POV, there will be more Fitz POV next chapter. Also, the introduction of another student...

Sunday August 30, 2015 – Outside Tonic – 11pm

Olivia POV

The cab pulled up just as he walked over to me, I was standing there, frozen, not sure what to say. He took the words right out of mouth, "Where are you headed?" he asked.

Maybe he didn't recognize me because it was dark out, "I'm heading to Sprague, I live there, how about you?" he asked.

The cab driver waited patiently to see who he'd be taking where. "I'm also going to Sprague, why don't we share a cab?" I suggested softly.

Fitz gestured for me to get in the back first, holding the door for me, what a gentleman. I slid into the back seat and told the driver to drop me of at the corner of Pine and Lilac, which was about a 3 block walk from the campus.

Fitz sat back and watched me in the dark as the cab started the 30 minute drive to Sprague. He looked at me, his eyebrows knit together, "You look familiar," he mused aloud.

"We met at the market in Sprague today, I ran into you," I confessed. "Olivia," I pointed to myself, "Fitz," I pointed to him.

"What were you doing all the way out here?" curiosity marked his tone.

"My girlfriend dragged me out here, then abandoned me and she drove us out here, so I'm taking a cab home," I explained.

"She sounds reliable," Fitz commented.

"She can be a bit wild," I said. I jumped as the cab driver slammed on his brakes suddenly and started cursing at the car that had just cut him off on the highway.

I fell against Fitz in the backseat despite wearing a seatbelt. He put his arm around me comfortingly, not in a creepy way. I could tell he was just being nice.

"What brings you out to Tonic?" I asked.

"I was having dinner with a friend who doesn't really get out much, he's kind of a hermit. He's older than me. Another friend of mine, who's younger was already at the club and told me to come out. My older friend, Jake, decided he wanted to go there and have a drink, but we'd already been drinking so we took a cab," he explained.

"What else have you been up to this summer?" Fitz asked me.

I bit my lip, not really wanting to reveal that I was a senior in high school, I had the feeling that if he knew that, he wouldn't be touching me at all, especially if he found out I was still 17. "I spent most of the summer out of town with my father, but now I'm back, how about you?" I hoped he wouldn't notice my subject change.

"I just moved here last month for a new job, I've been fixing up the house I bought with the help of my friend, Jake that I mentioned," Fitz said.

The cab pulled up at the junction I said to drop me off at, the cab driver looked back at me. I started to pull out my credit card. Fitz held up his hand, "I've got this, it was nice to run into you again, I'm sure we'll see each other around again," he smiled at me.

My heart pounded, he had a crooked smile, it was just so – my heart raced. I stuttered a goodbye and shut the door. I watched the cab drive off and I started to walk back to campus.

It was late, there was no one around. I swiped my card to get into my dorm building. I climbed the stairs to the third level and walked to the end, the light under Abby's door was dark. I hadn't looked for her car in the parking lot, I was still mad at her.

I unlocked my door, walked in and locked it. Turning the light on, I grabbed a shirt to sleep in and turned the light out. I was wiped.

I was out like a light once my head hit the pillow.

Fitz POV

I paid the cab driver once we got to my house which wasn't too far from where we'd stopped to drop Olivia off. Once I got into my house, I looked at my phone and saw that Jake had called a cab not too long after I'd left and he would be home soon.

Andrew hadn't texted me, which was fine. I was bushwhacked. It had been a long week. My mind wandered over my conversation with Olivia, she didn't tell me what she did, neither did I tell her what I did, that part of our conversation just hadn't happened, but I'm sure I'd run into her again. This was a small town.

I changed into a pair of shorts and crawled into my bed, out once my head hit the pillow

Monday August 31, 2015 – Olivia's room – 8am

Olivia POV

Someone knocking on my door woke me up, it must be Abby. I laid in bed, not really in the mood to talk to her right now. My phone started vibrating, she must be calling me. I looked at the screen, yup it was her.

Not in the mood to answer her or talk to her, I ignored it. She banged on the door a few more times and I waited till she was done before getting out of bed. Grabbing my basket of bathroom stuff, I opened the door slowly and peeked my head out. The bathroom was past Abby's door, I would have to be sneaky.

I grabbed my robe and crept down the hallway, locking my door behind myself.

Making it into the bathroom, I slipped into a shower stall, took off my t-shirt and panties and hung them on the wall. After washing my hair, shaving and soaping all necessary places, I wrapped hair in a towel, put on my robe and walked back down the hall.

Abby stood outside her door, talking to a girl with dark curly hair that I didn't recognize. "Hey Liv, I'm sorry about last night, this is Quinn, she has the room between mine and yours."

I looked at Quinn, "Nice to meet you, my name is Olivia, I'm next door to you, if you ever need anything, feel free to knock on my door," I smiled as I walked away, ignoring Abby. Knowing it would drive her crazy. Sure enough, I heard her screech of frustration.

I unlocked my door and shut it, tossing my robe over a chair, I looked at my suitcases, time to unpack.

10am

A tentative knock on my door, my curiosity peaked and I opened my door. There stood Quinn, "You said I could knock if I had questions," she said.

I invited her in and shut the door. "Abby seems really nice," Quinn started off, unsure of herself, she seemed really quiet and awkward.

"Abby is a friend who sometimes puts herself first," I said, still putting my clothes away the closet. "What brings you to Ethel Walker?" I looked at Quinn, she shifted from foot to foot. Her clothing selection fascinated me, black combat boots, a denim skirt and a ripped midriff bearing tank with the band name "AC/DC" on it.

"My father thinks I will benefit from an all girls' school, we have a bet, if I can graduate with a B average. I can take a year off before college. If I don't hold up my side of the bargain, I have to go to college right away and he gets to choose the top three and I have to pick one from his choice. My father and I have a very complicated relationship," Quinn pulled at the fraying on the bottom of her tank.

"That's one thing we have in common, I have a complicated relationship with my father, he's very overprotective and has been since I was 12 and he shipped me off here," I revealed.

"We both have daddy issues, what about Abby?" Quinn asked.

"Abby and I have been friends since I came to this school, I had her as my roommate for the past three years, she's a lot of fun, but sometimes I just need my space and quiet to do my own thing, so I'm glad your room is between ours," I picked out a navy dress to wear for the day, comfortable and breezy. It was still hot out.

"What are you doing with your last day of freedom?" I asked Quinn.

She shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know anyone else here, can you show me around?" she asked.

I nodded, "Just let me get ready, I'll come get you in 15."

Quinn left and I started to change.

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