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Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, and thanks to those people who read without leaving a review :) We meet new characters here. On with the updated chapter so I can get back to the SVU marathon . . .
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Chapter Six: Making Friends
Locker area:
Olivia was puzzled by this guy's reaction towards her. She was about to ask this stranger what he meant by his outburst as well as ask him what his problem with her was when a loud voice stopped her from doing so.
"Yo', Stabler!" she heard someone shout.
Olivia looked around for the owner of that voice when she noticed a couple walking towards them. She turned to look at the guy she crashed into when she noticed that he was still looking at her, but with a slightly more interested look in his eyes.
"What the hell is your problem? You crashed into me remember? I was minding my own business when you landed on me," she said annoyed that the guy was giving her a once over.
"Huh?" he asked too busy taking an appreciative look at Olivia's body lingering on her long toned legs which were accented by her black leggings, and shiny boots. He then made his way up to her ass which was covered with some tiny denim shorts which only highlighted her well rounded butt. His eyes then landed on her shapely breasts that were covered in a burgundy shirt that clung to her body like a second skin, it was then he noticed that her shirt said, "Queen Bee-otch" in bold white letters with a picture of a bee with a tiara on its head; that made him think that this girl might be worth getting to know.
'I wonder if she's a runner', 'How tall is she?', 'She's almost my height, and I'm 6'1" she must be around 5'8",' he thought.
"Hey, my eyes are up here, you pervert," Olivia turned to look him square in the eyes pissed off at the fact that this guy had the nerve to ogle her.
'Wait, if only she didn't talk so much,' he thought.
Once he looked up he was glad he did because he was able to see her pouty lips which were slightly glossed. Then he saw her cute button nose, followed by the most gorgeous eyes he had ever seen. They reminded him of warm honey, or a light caramel. Just when he thought he had the color pinpointed the light would catch her eyes, and completely shatter his previous choice. He also took notice that this girl's eyes were framed by ridiculously long and thick eyelashes that only helped to accentuate her beautiful face. Her hair was a beautiful mix of browns, and it looked so soft his fingers were itching to touch it. This beautiful vision in front of him wasn't your average looking, cookie cutter girl that he was used to seeing around here. No, this girl was a new level of gorgeous, and she had just singlehandedly set a new standard in his book.
He cleared his throat before speaking. "Beautiful," he whispered the first word that came to his mind. Unfortunately, it was the wrong thing to say because it only seemed to aggravate her more.
"What?" Olivia asked clearly annoyed with this guy's actions, and by his not so subtle leering.
"Nothing," he quickly said trying to avoid any embarrassment.
"You keep staring at me like that and I will personally castrate you so there won't be any more perverts like you running around," she threatened before starting to walk away.
"Wait a minute," he managed to grab her by the arm and turn her to face him.
"Get your hands off me," Olivia struggled to break from his hold on her arm, but that only made him tighten it more.
"That's the third time you threaten me, girly. How about you tell me what I did to get your panties in a bunch?" he narrowed his eyes at her.
"What are you talk . . ." she asked confused when it finally dawned on her who this stranger was.
"Yo', dawg long time no see, man. What happened to your sorry ass all summer man?" a guy and girl walked up to them completely unaware of the argument they had inadvertently interrupted.
"How are you Elliot?" the girl greeted him with a smile.
"Fin, Melinda what's going on?" Elliot asked as he turned to greet his friends.
Olivia saw this as the perfect opportunity to silently get away from this jerk that had ruined her perfectly good morning. The only problem was that he still hadn't released her arm.
"Last warning, take your hand off my arm before I start breaking your fingers," she hissed.
Three pairs of eyes turned to look at Olivia, and then down to Elliot's hand which was currently wrapped around one of her arms. He slowly released her arm, but not before pinning her to her spot with the look he was giving her.
"Elliot, ain't you gonna introduce us?" Fin asked clearly amused with the situation.
"Huh?" he asked puzzled.
Melinda decided to take the initiative since Elliot seemed to be tongue-tied at the moment.
"Hi, I'm Melinda, and this is Odafin," she said pointing to Fin.
"Nah, baby girl you can call me Fin," he said smiling at Olivia.
"Are you new?" Melinda then asked.
Olivia gave them a slight smile, "Hi, I'm Olivia. Yes, I'm new here." She looked at Melinda first then at Fin, but she purposely avoided Elliot's eyes.
"So, Elliot is Olivia your new girl or what?" Fin turned to ask him smiling.
"Fin!" Melinda elbowed him in the stomach.
"What? Is not like I asked if they're doin' it or nothin'," he said while rubbing the spot where Melinda's elbow had connected trying not to laugh at Elliot and Olivia's reactions.
"What, no!" Olivia protested a little too loudly.
"No to what?" Melinda asked now mildly curious to find out as well.
"No to both," she said clearly getting angry at being pegged as this jerk's new girlfriend.
"Uh-huh," Fin said clearly not convinced with her answers.
"Hush, let her finish," Melinda lightly scolded her boyfriend.
"I barely met him, and so far he's been nothing but an inconsiderate son of a bitch! He cut me off earlier when I was driving here nearly causing a wreck. Then he tried to run my sister and me over, and afterwards landed on top of me as you guys must've seen. Not to mention being a pervert, and staring at me like some horny kid who's never seen someone of the opposite sex. Oh, and to top off this wonderful morning he had the nerve to put his hands on me. So to answer your questions; no I'm not his new girlfriend, and we're not "doing it" I don't even like the guy," Olivia said finally meeting Elliot's eyes to glare daggers at him before leaving three stunned people behind.
"Wow," was all Elliot could say.
"She's handful, ain't she? She reminds me of Mel here, hot 'n' spicy," Fin chuckled.
"I like her; she's nothing like the girls here. They're all extremely fake, and shallow. This girl has a mind of her own which she's not afraid to use," Melinda replied.
"Hell nah, she ain't," Fin muttered.
"Shut up Fin, and walk with me," Melinda said as she pulled her boyfriend by the elbow. She then looked over her shoulder at Elliot and said, "Bye Elliot, see you around."
"Catch you later man," Fin managed to say before being dragged away by Melinda leaving a very confused Elliot behind to absorb everything that Olivia had said to them.
Inside the girls' restroom:
"Deep breaths Casey, you can totally do this," she said aloud before reapplying a coat of lip gloss.
"Are you talking to yourself?" she heard someone ask her.
"What? No, I was just thinking out loud. Sounds better than talking to myself, it doesn't make me sound like I'm crazy or anything," Casey muttered.
"You're pretty funny," the girl giggled. "I've never seen you around before, are you new?" she asked.
"Um, yeah my family and I just moved here from Manhattan," Casey said closing her lip gloss.
"I thought so," the girl turned to look at Casey. "I'm Connie Rubirosa by the way," she smiled at Casey.
"Hi, Connie; I'm Casey Cragen," she smiled back.
"Are you a frosh Casey?" Connie asked.
"No, thank goodness. I'm a sophomore, not that there's anything wrong with being a frosh or anything," she nervously added.
"What if I said I'm a frosh?" Connie asked enjoying yanking Casey's chain.
". . ." Casey looked around trying to find the right words.
"I'm kidding Casey, I'm a sophomore too. I was just messing with you," she smiled at Casey.
"Oh," Casey sighed feeling oddly relieved that she hadn't offended Connie.
"Casey, want to compare schedules? We might have some classes together," Connie suggested.
"Sure, here" she took out her schedule to compare it to Connie's.
"Oh, we have almost the exact same schedule except math and Spanish," Connie smiled.
"Great, I was worried about what kind of people were going to be in my classes, but I'll at least know one friendly face," she smiled back at Connie.
They were making their way out of the restroom when someone blocked their path. Casey and Connie both reached out quickly to help the girl steady herself as she was looking a little unstable on her feet.
"You okay?" Connie asked the girl.
"What happened? Casey asked at the same time as Connie.
"Who is this girl?" Connie asked with obvious concern.
Casey looked at Connie then the girl when she realized that the girl in question was her very own sister.
"Shit! Connie this is my sister Olivia," she choked out before turning trying to help Olivia to a bench inside the restroom. Connie and Casey tried to carefully maneuver Olivia to the bench.
"Livvy, what happened? Did someone attack you? Did you fall? You're scaring me, please say something," Casey asked in a rush with tears streaming down her face. She was trying to get to the bottom of Olivia's distress.
"H-h-huh?" was the only thing Olivia managed to say before her legs gave out on her, and the world went black.