Helloo pepols

Hope the last chapter was good. I know it wasn't the most interesting of the lot, but I promise this one's better. Much better!

-PGP

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CHAPTER SEVEN

RECONCILATION

Olivia's POV

I've been going to school with Phoebe for a few days now. Everything seems to be fine. Except that they've gone totally ahead in Trig. and I haven't understood a thing of what Liz explained to me. I don't know who I was fooling when I told her "Liz, that was the clearest explanation I could get. Better than Mr. Smith could give me, even. You're a great tutor." It's pretty obvious I'm not gonna get a thing unless Jason tutors me.

Jason's POV

I don't KNOW what's up with Olivia. I really don't. Why the hell is she avoiding me like I'm plague? Seriously. I call her, it runs into voicemail. I message her, it's like messaging a nonexistent number.

So today I had no option but to go to a payphone after school and call her from that so she wouldn't reject my call.

I dialed her number after swiping my American Express card. Her caller tune, 'Girlfriend' by Avril Lavigne, filled my ear.

"Hello?" "Olivia." "Jason? Is that you?" "Yeah. Listen, Olivia. Hear me out. Please. Why aren't y–" "Are you calling me from a payphone?" "Yeah, but I had to do that so that you wouldn't reject my call–" "Hello? Hello? I can't hear you Jason, you're br–" The line went dead.

Olivia's POV

I couldn't believe Jason wanted to talk to me that badly. I mean, a payphone. And I thought he was just calling to be nice. But I guess our friendship's too deep for niceties only.

The line was terrible, so the call broke off in the middle. But – just as I had expected – Jason called right back. "Olivia. Please, talk to me. I'm really, really, really, really sorry." "Jason!" I laughed. "Look, I'm at cheerleading practice right now. Can you pick me up in about two hours? We can talk then." Jason sounded positively elated when he answered. "Sure. I'll pick you up. Two hours from now. Exactly." "Yeah," I said. "Bye." "See ya."

Jason's POV

I somehow passed two hours hanging around at the supermarket. I bought a bag of Doritos (and finished it), a pack of Gummi Wurmz (half gone), peppermints and a box of Swiss truffles to give Olivia. I know how much she loves them. I even got the box tied up in a glossy red ribbon in some fancy style for 50 cents. The woman who did it for me told me that that ribbon was meant as love token in a sort of warning voice. But I just went "Good," and walked off.

Finally, two hours went by and drove to school quickly.

When I reached there, Olivia was already waiting there alone, wearing tracks. Her hair was wet. She must have had a shower after cheerleading practice. "Hey," I said. "How come you're alone? I thought Liz or someone would be there with you." Olivia shook her head. "I sent them away. Wanted to be alone with you." I smiled. At least that showed that things were okay between us.

She slid into the passenger seat next to me. "So," she said, zipping her bag open and fishing out a hairbrush. She began to brush her hair. "What's been going on with you since the past coupla days?"

"Nothing," I said. "Life's been pretty boring without you."

"Ha hah," said Olivia. "You mean to say I'm a vital part of your life."

"Yes."

"Oh."

There was a moment's silence. Then I removed the box of truffles from my glove compartment. Olivia's hand immediately stopped midway down her tresses when she saw it. She let out an almost inaudible gasp. I smiled expectant-cum-hopefully. I was kind of hoping she knew the whole love token idea behind the ribbon. "Oh my God," she breathed, finally. "You. Got. Me. Swiss. Truffles. With. A. Red. Ribbon." There was a special emphasis on the last four words.

"Yeah, I did."

"Jason. Do you know what this means?"

"Yes, I do."

"It's a…LOVE TOKEN!"

"Exactly."

"Oh my gosh…you got me a love token?"

"Yes!" I laughed.

"Jasy!" Olivia shrieked. Then, the next thing – to my delight – she had wrapped her arms around me and was giving me the tightest of hugs ever. And I, of course, was very joyfully hugging her back.

Finally, when the hug ended, I asked a grinning Olivia, "So. Do you like it?" She had already undone the ribbon and opened the box. She popped a chocolate in her mouth before answering.

"Are you kidding? I love it!" she answered, still chewing.

I beamed. "So, are you free Friday night?"

"Yeah. Are you asking me on a date?" I could see that she was barely being able to contain her excitement.

"Uh huh. So how does The Diner sound?"

Olivia's POV

"Are you kidding?" I couldn't believe this. Was this some kind of a joke? I mean…it seemed too good to be true. Jason. Love token. Date. THE DINER. I mean, The Diner is, like, the poshest place in the whole of Carmel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"No, Olivia, I am not kidding," laughed Jason. "Lemme make this clear. I. Am. Asking. You. For. A. Date. At. The. Diner."

"OKAY!!!!" I squealed, enveloping him in another Big Hug.

I seriously couldn't believe that I was going on a proper date with Jason. IT'S SHOPPING TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Hey guys

I think this chapter made up for the boringness of the last two writer's-block-infested chapters…lol!! People who wanted me to get Jason and Olivia together quickly…you're obliged! I can promise you that the next chapter will be one of the best, possibly excelling this one.

And I'd like to thank you people…I've got more reviews for the first four chapters of GEBFS than all 11 chapters of Haunted a.k.a. Totally Bugged put together!! I guess I'm improving…I hope!

-PGP