Olivia P.O.V
[Around A Year Later!]
(A/N: a year is a long time, so I decided to make it around a year, it's much shorter :])
In almost a years time I had died my hair black and completely changed my style. I even wore green contacts to cover my hideous blue eyes. Jack and I had become practically inseparable, and I hadn't talked to Alex much.
Today Jack, Zack, Miranda, Rian, Kelsey, Sarah, Matt, and I were all eating lunch together.
"JACK!" Kelsey yelled, covering her mouth as she laughed. Jack had flung a piece of macaroni at a girl a few tables away from us. The girl felt the macaroni hit her and she turned around just in time to see Alex walk up to the table. She stood up and walked over to him, taking him by his shirt collar.
"Did you throw macaroni at me, pretty boy?" She screamed. Alex shook his head no, scared of her. "Don't lie to me!" She went on for a few minutes, yelling at Alex. Everyone at the table was laughing, including me. I had to hold on to my side, I was laughing so hard.
"It's not funny guys." Alex sighed, shaking his head and sitting down once the girl had gone back to her table.
"It actually is!" Jack laughed.
"Jack, you shouldn't throw food at girls, it's not nice." Alex sighed, eating a French fry.
"Since when do you care about girls feelings?" I laughed, finishing off my food, along with everyone else at the table.
"Since I hurt someone very important to me," He whispered, looking into my eyes. I rolled my eyes and stood up, fixing my mini skirt and picking up my tray.
"Come on guys, Alex can finish his food alone." I smirked. Everyone grabbed their trays and followed me out the door, dumping their trays in the process. I walked past a mirror in the school hallway and stopped to look at myself.
My recently colored black hair made my skin look even paler than it did before. My contacts were intensely green, and they didn't look real. My mini skirt showed off my long skinny legs, but it wasn't my old self, and I didn't like it. The pink Hollister shirt I was wearing made me want to puke. Even after I picked out all the things I hated about my new self, I still found some part that I liked, and that little part made me stick with it.
"You're so different…almost like you aren't you." I heard Alex say from behind me. He walked closer and I saw his reflection in the mirror. We didn't look good together now; we looked too different to ever be together. I smiled and turned to face him.
"That's kind of the point, Gaskarth." I smirked and walked away, catching up with Jack and the others. Jack slung an arm around my shoulders and started telling me a story about how he hit a girl in the head with a pencil the other day. I wasn't concentrating though; my mind was still focused on the look in Alex's eyes…