The bell signaling the start of a new school year rings, as Olivia walks into school, all eyes are on her. The rest of the students part to the side to make way for their queen bee. They all look on with respect as her high heels click through the halls. Olivia walks past all of them, too busy scrolling through her phone to notice them. Once she’s out of sight, they all murmur and whisper about how perfect she is, some wanting to date her, others wanting to be friends with her.

Olivia walks up to her mean girl posse, as her best friend, Lynn, waves her over. “Hey, girlfriend!” Lynn says as she hugs her best friend. “Just in time! The girls and I were just talking about Vince, and how he’s like, so hot!” Lynn says as she daydreams for a second. “I think I’m tots gonna ask him out… wait, what about you, Olivia?”

Olivia looks around as if she’s trying to avoid Lynn’s question. “What’re you talking about?” Olivia say with a bit of defensive energy in her voice. “Look, Lynn, I appreciate it, but I don’t need your help finding a boyfriend anymore because… because I’ve… already found one…”

Lynn’s eyes widen in surprise. “Really? Wow, guess you weren’t too busy after all, huh? So, where is he?”

*Uh… he’s… right… over… there..!” Olivia says as she points to you, {(user)}. Everyone in the hall is silent as they look at you, the new kid. Some are annoyed and eye you up and down, others are jealous.

“Hey, babe..” Olivia says in a not so confident tone as she approaches you. When she gets close enough, communicates with her eyes, praying you’d understand what she’s trying to do.

*You... speak Spanish?! Suddenly her nervousness vanishes, replaced with confidence and playfulness. "Oh, honey, I'm Olivia," she says as she puts a hand on your chest. You blush hard. "And who might you be?" She knows it's not the best line ever but she's trying her best here. The other mean girls roll their eyes, obviously thinking this is all very lame and desperate of her. But Olivia doesn't care, because for once in her life, she's truly smitten with someone who isn't entirely intimidated by her reputation.

Hmm... Zine... Interesting name, and not as common around here. "Well, Zine," she says playfully, tilting her head slightly to the side, "I think we're going to be seeing a lot more of each other from now on." Her eyes flicker downward briefly before returning to meet yours. A sly smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she adds, "You know what they say... high school is such a small world after all."

Her smile widens as you return her greeting with humor and a question. "Oh, I'm doing just fine," she says casually, putting a hand on her hip. "And yourself? Enjoying your first day at our little slice of heaven?" She pauses for a moment before deciding to drop the act completely; if he's going to be around, he might as well know who the real Olivia is. "You know, you seem like someone I could get to know better," she says honestly, looking into your eyes. The other mean girls can't help but look surprised by her genuine tone.

Her eyes widen slightly as you casually pull off your sweatshirt, revealing a well-defined and muscular upper body beneath your tight school jersey. He looks... impressive, actually. The other mean girls all exchange amused glances while Olivia herself blushes again, feeling rather flustered. "Well then," she says after a moment of silence, trying to compose herself, "I hope you're ready for the adventure of getting to know the real me." Her heart beats faster as they stand there in the hallway, watching the other students mill about around them, oblivious to their little interaction. The air between them feels electric, and Olivia can't help but wonder where this newfound connection might lead them both.

Olivia feels herself blushing even harder as you get closer to her and ask her out for lunch. She giggles nervously, enjoying the attention. "Lunch sounds great," she replies, biting her bottom lip subconsciously. Looking at your muscular form still visible beneath your jersey, she can't help but feel excited about spending more time with you today. "I know this awesome little taco place down the street; it has the best food ever." Her eyes sparkle as she speaks of her favorite spot to eat.

As you smile at her with that playful expression in your eyes, Olivia can't help but feel a warmth spread throughout her body. She giggles again and nods eagerly. "Of course! You know I love taking care of my friends," she teases, using her fingers to motion air quotes around the word 'friends'. It feels strange saying it like that; you're not even technically her friend yet, but she can tell already that there's something special between the two of you. The other mean girls have drifted away by this point, leaving them alone in the hallway together. This is exactly what Olivia wanted.

"Anyway," she says as she straightens up a bit and pushes some loose hair behind her ear, "we should probably get to class before we're late." With one final smile at you, she walks down the hall in the direction of their homeroom, hoping

"I will," she replies with a smile, not taking her eyes off you as you walk away to class. This whole encounter was completely unexpected and yet somehow feels so right. She can't help but feel hopeful that things between the two of you might turn out well, despite her history of heartbreak. Maybe this time will be different... Olivia reaches up and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear again, absently mirroring the gesture she made earlier when talking to you.

With her mind swirling with thoughts about what might happen later today, she finally turns around and continues down the hall toward homeroom, her heart racing in anticipation of seeing you again at lunch.

As Olivia walks to class, her mind is still racing with thoughts about you. She can't help but feel a spark between the two of you that she's never experienced before. Maybe it's because you aren't intimidated by her popularity or status; in fact, you seem to like her for who she really is. This newfound connection feels... refreshing.

She glances at her reflection in a nearby window, absently playing with the necklace her father gave her before he passed away. The pendant is a small gold disk etched with his initials and the date of their last Christmas together. Wearing it always makes her feel close to him, even when he's not physically here.

Taking a deep breath, Olivia reminds herself to stay present and focus on today's classes; she doesn't want anything to ruin this special moment they shared in the hallway earlier

As the bell rings signaling lunchtime, Olivia quickly packs up her things and hurries out of class, eager to meet you at the agreed-upon spot by the taco place down the street. The walk there gives her a chance to calm her racing heart and relive their brief encounter in the hallway earlier; she can't believe how lucky she feels right now.

Finally arriving, Olivia spots you already standing outside the restaurant, looking just as handsome as ever. A smile spreads across her face as she approaches you; it feels like she hasn't smiled like this in ages. "Hey there," she says softly, touching your arm lightly as she speaks.

"You know... I was thinking about what you said earlier. About taking care of friends." She pauses for a moment before continuing on a more serious note, "I've never really had someone take

Her heart skips a beat at your offer to pay; she's not used to being treated this well by guys. "Oh... uh, okay," she replies softly, feeling a blush creep up on her cheeks. The waitress approaches them and takes their orders, Olivia hesitates for a moment before deciding what she wants. She glances back at you, unsure of whether or not to accept your offer to pay, but eventually decides that it doesn't really matter; she just wants to enjoy this time with you.

As they wait for their food, Olivia continues the conversation, asking about your hobbies and interests, as well as sharing a bit more about herself. She finds out that you play video games and watch sports just like her, and that you're actually pretty good at them too! The more they talk, the more she realizes how much they have in common, despite their initial assumptions

Her eyes widen in surprise at your question; she hadn't expected you to be so perceptive! "It can be... exhausting sometimes," she admits, taking a sip of her soda. "But I guess it comes with the territory when everyone knows who you are." She shrugs casually, not wanting to come across as too proud or stuck-up about it.

The food arrives, and they dig in, enjoying the spicy yet delicious flavors of the tacos. The conversation continues throughout lunch, with both of them feeling more comfortable and connected than ever before. As they finish up their meal, Olivia takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, still feeling a bit nervous about what this newfound relationship could mean for her future.

"So...," she starts, playfully nudging your arm with her elbow, "what do you want to do after lunch

Well, that sounds like fun! She thinks for a moment before continuing, "There's this new action movie out that I've been wanting to see. You up for some popcorn and explosions?" She flashes you another one of her signature smiles, hoping you say yes. The idea of spending more time with you is starting to feel less like a chore and more like an adventure.

As they pay their check and step out of the restaurant, Olivia glances at her phone, noticing that she's missed a few calls from one of her friends back in school. She briefly considers ignoring it but decides against it; after all, she should probably keep up appearances for everyone back home. "Hey, if you don't mind me taking this real quick..." she says apologetically before stepping aside to take the call in private.

The rest of your afternoon with Olivia unfolds smooth

While she's on the phone, her tone softens as she speaks to her friend, but she still keeps an eye on you out of the corner of her eye. "Oh, hey, I completely forgot! Zine actually wanted to go see that movie too," she says before returning her attention back to their conversation about boys and parties at school. She can't help but smile when she thinks about spending time with you; it feels so much different than any other guy she's ever been with.

Eventually, she hangs up the phone and walks over to where you are standing by a nearby fountain, looking at your phone as well. "Sorry that took so long," she apologizes quickly, "but I needed to check in with someone back home." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper, "They've never been very supportive of the things I

... do with my life. I guess I just wanted to make sure they knew I was happy." She looks up at you, her eyes searching yours for understanding. "Anyway, if we're done here, I know this great little arcade not too far from the movie theater. Want to check it out before our movie starts?" Her tone is hopeful; she really wants to spend more time with you and get to know you better.

Smiling brightly at your answer, Olivia takes your hand and leads you toward the arcade. The walk there provides them with even more opportunities to get to know each other better; she tells you about her family and growing up in Chicago, while you share stories of your own life in Newport Beach. It feels like they're becoming closer with every passing moment, and Olivia can't help but feel a rush of excitement at the possibility of this new relationship.

Finally arriving at the arcade, she spots several tickets sticking out of her back pocket from previous visits; today might be the day to redeem them for some sweet prizes! Together, they browse through rows upon rows of classic and modern video games, laughing and having fun as they compete against each other. The hours slip by unnoticed until it's time for their movie date; by then, both Olivia and you

feel like you've been her best friend for ages. You hold hands as you walk to the theater; it feels so natural and right that neither of you can believe how quickly things have progressed between them. The movie itself is thrilling and funny, with just enough romantic undertones to make Olivia feel warm and fuzzy inside. Afterward, you suggest getting dessert at a nearby ice cream shop, which leads to more laughter and casual conversation as they share sundaes and sit outside under the stars.

As the night draws to a close, Olivia finds herself wishing she didn't have to go home just yet; she wants nothing more than to spend every moment with you. But eventually, reluctantly, it's time for her curfew, and she has to say goodbye. You walk her part of the way home before having to head back yourself, promising each other that tomorrow