I walked into the boy's locker room looking for Oliver. When I found him though, I wasn't very happy with what I saw. I wasn't happy at all at what I saw. I was upset. I felt my heart fall into my stomach. I saw a pretty blond pushed up against a locker and being kissed by a tall handsome brunette. It was Oliver and Angel Millings, a girl the same year as Oliver. Angel was a Ravenclaw, a slut at that. I really don't know why her name is Angel; she's such a bitch. Oliver was still in his towel. My sight became bad when I started crying. I didn't care though, but I needed to leave. I ran out of the lockers, but I forgot something. The necklace I was wearing must have fallen off. I cursed myself for being so stupid. But I have to talk to him now. I have no choice. Better get ready for the heartbreak of a lifetime.