After explaining everything to Duke who was still up when I got back to our dorm, who was visibly relieved to see me and happy that Olivia and I were alright; I settled down. I woke up the next morning early for a run which was amazing and truly cleared the cobwebs of love and other stupid ideas that were in my mind. What was I thinking? I'm young, and I'm already professing my love for some blond chick. I was in high school, it was a time to experience and be with many people. Discovering my true self, made me want to be with other girls and I couldn't wait to explore this side of me. Who needed Olivia Lennox?

My first class was science. I decided to go to Olivia's dorm and walk her to class. If I was going to pretend to be her boyfriend, then I was going to be best fucking boyfriend there was. Maria was the first to exit the room, closely followed by Olivia. Before she could say anything, I kissed her hard. She was so surprised that she had no time to respond as I withdrew with a smile, took her textbooks books in one hand and looped my other arm around her waist.

"Let's go." I said, she seemed shocked.

"You guys are so cute." Maria groaned."I can't shout at you Sebastian, you truly redeemed yourself."

"Thanks, Maria." I said, I tried to recall the name of the guy she was seeing. "How's Cole?"

"He's amazing." Maria said with a smile. "Oh my gosh, we should do a double date. How haven't I thought of this?"

"That sounds fun." I turned to Olivia who was looking ahead, looking angry but successfully hiding it from Maria. "What do you think babe?"

"Sure." Olivia said with a tight smile.

"I think that's a yes." I said, as we entered the classroom.

"Ooo yes, I'm excited." Maria said, completely unaware that Olivia was anything but, that was the plus about some girls, they were completely blind to others when they got all hyped about something. "I'll text Cole right now."

Maria went off to her chair and started texting furiously. Olivia and I went to our assigned seats, when we got there, she turned angrily towards me.

"What are you doing?" She demanded.

"Being your boyfriend, what does it look like?" I whispered back.

"Why did you kiss me?"

"Although, you hate me for lying to you, I still find you suitable attractive and I can't help but kissing attractive girls." I replied evenly. "I mean look at Becki, now, that's a very kissable girl. Alas, I'm ever faithful to you my love."

I kissed her on the cheek. The teacher arrive before she could say anything. I knew that I was behaving childishly but I couldn't help it. I was angry, upset and a whole other jumbled feelings, just because of this girl. It was crazy and stupid.

The class was boring. Olivia and I didn't share our usual banter, but I wasn't gonna say anything. I took her textbooks as we walked towards her next class.

"You don't have to walk me to class." Olivia asserted as we strolled down the corridor.

"I wouldn't be the perfect boyfriend if I didn't." I replied with a false smile. "I mean what kind of guy would I be if let my girl walk alone. I'm trying to be your perfect boyfriend, nothing else will do."

I stared at her pointedly. Olivia grabbed her textbooks and stormed into her classroom without looking back. I was behaving like a jerk, but I couldn't help it. If I keep this up, Olivia would probably end up hating me. I found myself caring about that, immensely.

I found myself admitting that it was all my fault that I was now I'm this position, and being passively aggressive towards Olivia would not help at all. I deserved her hatred but I wasn't getting it, in fact she was helping me. I just didn't like the fact that it wasn't on my terms at all and I also didn't like the fact Olivia had the power and ammunition to expose me, yet she didn't. I could trust her.

...

The guys and I were eating lunch together, talking tactics for our big games, when Olivia and her friends came into the cafeteria. I wasn't going to be such a jerk. I walked towards, her friends dispersed with smiles as if we were going to discuss some lovey dovey subject.

"How was class?" I asked.

"Do you even care?" Olivia countered.

"I don't particularly care how your class was," I admitted. "But I do care about you, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Olivia said with a shrug.

There was that fine... God I hated that word. It disguised true feelings like an ugly cloak. Why couldn't she say she was anything but fine? That way, I knew where I stood.

"Let's go." I said suddenly. "Just to the bleachers."

"Ok." Olivia looked unsure but followed nonetheless.

We walked silently together towards the sports field. People would holler out to me with greetings and high fives, each time someone did, Olivia would look uncomfortable and almost irritated by it. I frowned but forgot about it when I saw the cheerleaders at practice on the field. I tried to look the other but my eyes instantly went to Becki as she did impressive flips and stands. I looked away when Olivia cleared her throat beside me. We walked to the top steps of the bleachers, sitting together.

"I want to say sorry." I said.

"You've already it, if you say it too much then it kinda becomes irrelevant and useless in the future." Olivia replied harshly.

"I'm not talking about that, I've already apologised for that - twice. I mean this morning." I said, feeling silly the amount of times I had to apologise to Olivia, from the moment we met. "For kissing you and acting like a jerk."

"It's fine Sebastian."

"Please call me Viola." I pleaded. "Please, when it's just us."

"It's a pretty name." Olivia said, staring ahead.

"Thanks." I said, frowning.

Olivia was so hot and cold now, first it would the cold shoulder and then she would pay be an unexpected warm compliment. It made me unsteady and unsure of what she would do or say next.

"Viola, do you like Becki?" Olivia asked, gazing at me now.

"I think she's attractive but no I don't like her that way." I answered honestly, I wanted to be as honest I could be now, even if it wasn't an entirely good idea.

"She's very attractive." Olivia remarked, looking in Becki's direction. "Why don't you like her that way?"

"Why are you being like this?" I came out with it straight away, I couldn't stand this Olivia she was cold and rigid, nothing like my sweet Olivia. "I don't like Becki in the slightest."

Olivia didn't say anything else, still watching the cheerleaders as they went through their routine with almost expert precision. As I watched them, I realised that Olivia was now looking at me. I felt uncomfortable under her penetrating gaze beside me but my eyes didn't leave the cheerleaders, I allowed he to stare because it seemed as if she was attempting to decipher something or other in her look.

Becki noticed me watching and waved, I gave her a smile and a small wave back. I was hoping she wouldn't come over but whilst the rest of the team walked into the changing rooms, she jogged her way to us.

"Hello love birds." Becki said, grinning widely. "How are you?"

"Good?" I said, forcing a smile, trying not to cringe from her reference of 'love birds'. "Seemed like a good practice."

"Yeah, we're trying some crazy knew techniques for the final match." Becki said, she seemed genuinely excited. "It's gonna be great."

"I'm sure it is." Olivia said drolly.

I wondered what Olivia's problem was with Becki. It was so unusual to see Olivia have a problem with anyone, in fact she was the most popular and most liked girl in the whole high school because of her sweet and kind disposition. What was wrong with her?

"Anyway," Becki said, narrowing her eyes at Olivia, it seemed like they were having a silent fight that I wasn't privileged to know about. "I'll see you."

When Becki left, silence descended between Olivia and I. I was tired of trying to decipher what was wrong with her. She had changed and was acting differently, it was odd. I hoped that not all girls were going to be this complicated in the future or I was going truly suffer in attempting to understanding any of them.

"I've got to go." Olivia whispered after a few minutes.

I simply nodded, then she climbed down the bleachers. I couldn't help but watch her walk away from me. The slow sway of her hips and her golden hair falling perfectly against her back. As if sensing me, she turned and glanced at me. When our eyes locked upon each there was this electric feel, Olivia quickly looked away. Had she felt it too?