Chloe was trying so hard not to let the bitchy comments get to her. It was completely normal that she was paranoid. Everybody talked about everybody in high school. So what?

It was just the fact that this gossip was about her judgement in guys. No one believed that Oliver had been faithful, even Clark and Lana had been slightly unhappy with the fact that pictures of him with the heiress kept popping up in newspapers. And then it came.

"Ollie and I have been dating for three months now," the girl grinned from the TV screen, "it started when he came over to Star City. We just, you know, clicked." Chloe watched in disbelief as the girl who claimed to be Oliver Queen's girlfriend spilled on national television. Lois watched her cousin carefully, holding two tubs of Ben and Jerry's and two spoons.

"Chlo?" Chloe snapped out of her reverie and looked up at her cousin. Lois tried to hide her grimace. The look on her cousin's face would break anyone's heart. She hoped one blonde billionaire would be there soon to sort this out, "cookie dough? Or chocolate fudge brownie? Your pick." Chloe took the cookie dough and spoon eagerly, digging in. Lois watched in amazement. What has Queen done? She looked at the TV, and then ground her teeth.

"That bastard." Chloe looked up at Lois, and then shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know Lo, I mean; he said that it was an accident. He was being a gentleman and that the paparazzi…" Chloe looked at the TV at just the wrong time.

A massive picture of Oliver Queen making out with the heiress popped up on the screen. Chloe almost dropped her ice cream and screamed.

"No. No. No. NO!" Lois ran at her cousin and wrapped her arms around her, clinging to her for dear life. Chloe sobbed, collapsing, "why? Why am I so weak Lo? What has he done to me?" Lois shook her head.

"You are not weak Chloe," Lois glared at the television, "just too trusting."

MM

Oliver was incredibly confused.

All day he walked round school, going to classes, eating lunch. But everyone was avoiding him. Clark, Lana, all his friends. And now all the cheerleaders had a large interest in him. Even after he'd made it blatantly clear that he had eyes for Chloe and Chloe alone.

He decided to talk to Clark.

He walked up to the jock, who was sitting in the Torch by himself, and cleared his throat to announce his presence. Clark looked up startled, glared, then went back to his work. Oliver, surprised by the cold reception, had to take a moment to compose himself.

"Clark? What's going on?" Clark didn't speak; he just got up from his chair, pulled something from the printer, and handed the paper to Oliver. He looked at the blonde, eyes icy.

"Next time, at least spare her the humiliation and tell her the truth." He stalked out of the office, leaving Oliver with the paper. Oliver, now even more confused than ever, looked down at the sheet and almost fainted.

So that's why all those cheerleaders were hitting on him.

He felt like screaming.

Never had he ever made out with Hannah Jin, or whatever her name was, heiress or not. The girl was obviously into him though…

"Oliver Queen I presume?" Oliver looked up from the newspaper he was reading and smiled an easy smile. This was the new girl in town then.

"Yep, pleasure to meet you…?" The girl blushed as they shook hands.

"Samantha Jin. I'm Katya Reynolds' eldest daughter, the designer." Oliver nodded. He knew Katya. Didn't automatically mean he liked her.

"Ah yes, Jocelyn told me all about you. Hope she's making you feel welcome, Jo isn't the best at first impressions." Samantha smiled. Oliver noted that she was quite attractive, but not as attractive as Chloe.

"It's fine. She seems nice." Oliver felt the girl edging towards him, slowly but very stealthily. Oh dear…

"Erm, Samantha…"

"Oh! Call me Sam."

"Ok, Sam," Oliver groaned internally, "I'm in a relationship at the moment and…" But he was cut off by her lips touching his. He was sure he heard a camera click and he quickly pushed her away…

Oliver swore under his breath.

How in hell was he going to fix this?

Gah this story feels sluggish at the mo. I mean, there are so many stories that are so much better, and I almost have to drag myself out of my corner to write it…

Ah well, probably just because I'm tired.

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