Chapter 32: Clash

I met Olivia outside her first classroom the next day at school. I was prepared to walk her to our next class.

I grinned hugely, seeing her.

“Hi.” She beamed happily.

“Hey.”

She looked absolutely amazing to me. She was wearing the same tartan skirt and blouse as every other girl in the school, but somehow on her it looked absolutely amazing on her.

The top half of her hair was tucked back in a ponytail, while the bottom half hung in silky, smooth curls around her shoulders. Her lips were coated in a shiny, soft pink lip gloss.

“Wow, you look… incredible.” I breathed.

She blushed, a perfect rouge creeping into her cheeks. “I look the same as everyone else.” She whispered. “That’s kind of the point of school uniforms. They equalize us.”

“No way. You make every other girl here look like crap.” I insisted.

She giggled softly, hugging her books to her chest.

“Can I carry your books?”

She smiled. “I’ve got them.”

“Come on, let me be a gentleman here.”

She smiled and surrendered her books to me. I held them on my hip and with my one free hand, I took hers.

She smiled. “Wow, all of this romantic crap is really resurfacing in you, isn’t it?”

“It’s all coming back.” I grinned. “I’m still a little rusty, but I think I can pick it up again.

She giggled, a sweet musical sound. I noticed a few people that were standing in the hallway, were staring at us.

“Um… so what’s going on? They’re looking at us again.” I whispered to her.

“I don’t know. I think they might know about us… or maybe my skirt is tucked into my underwear or something…” She answered.

I leaned back, peering at her. “Nope. You’re good. And very fine…”

She laughed, hiding her laughter in my shoulder coyly.

“My fly isn’t down is it?”

She playfully pushed me. “I don’t know what’s going on… You’d think by now they’d be used to seeing us together by now.”

“Hmm…” I mused.

I followed her into our next classroom, placing our books on the table between us.

Olivia lifted herself up onto the stool.

She sighed. “I have a yearbook meeting after school. I really don’t want to go.” She mused out loud.

“So don’t. Skip it and we can do something.”

“I have to go.” She sighed. “I’m in charge of layout and design.”

“Okay… well, have you got any plans for lunch today?”

“Not yet.” She smirked. “What do you have in mind?”

“We could maybe eat outside today, if you want.” I suggested.

She smiled. “That sounds great. I would like that a lot.”

“Me too.” I agreed.

The professor sauntered in, his usual air of cockiness rolling off him in waves. He immediately commanded the class to order and Olivia pulled out a pen and opened her notebook.

She neatly crossed her long, smooth legs, and I immediately had to look away to keep from getting distracted. I found the pen I had in my pocket and opened my own notebook to scribble notes in.

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Olivia and gathered our lunches in the cafeteria. We paid for our lunches separately, and started out of the galley and into the cafeteria itself. I was still unbelievably uncomfortable with the way people were looking at us.

A group of football players were sitting around a table.

My arm moved around Olivia’s back, flinching instinctively.

“Can you believe this shit?” One of the football players asked.

“I know. The hottest girl in school and she picked this looser?”

My hand clenched into a fist at her lower back.

“Isaac?” Olivia whispered. “What is it?” She looked up at me worriedly.

“Nothing, Liv.” I said quickly.

“So have you gotten any action yet, or is she going to make you marry her first? Everybody knows that girl doesn’t put out.” One of the football players asked.

“Yeah, since she doesn’t eat meat, does that mean she spits instead of swallows?” Another asked.

Olivia gasped. “Oh my god…” She whispered. She was too embarrassed to even blush. Her eyed welled up with tears.

I seethed, slipping my arm from around her. I dropped our tray of food onto the nearest table.

“What is your fucking problem, asshole?” I demanded.

“Ike! Wait.” She clutched my arm in both of her hands. “It’s not worth it. They’re just being jerks.”

I turned to see the sincerity in her face. “Please, you’ll get it trouble, and I don’t want that.” She pleaded.

I nodded, “Okay.”

“So, did she give you the keys to the chastity belt or did you just have to pry her legs open?” The biggest of the group asked me, out loud.

I jerked my arm out of Olivia’s hands and stormed toward the last one to speak and threw a punch. I hit him square in the eye. “Fuck you!” I seethed, throwing another punch. One of the other guys grabbed me, and I quickly shoved him off, sending him flying over the nearest set of chairs.

The same big guy took a swing at me, which I expertly ducked out of the way of. I swung and my fist connected with his stomach.

“Isaac, please!” Olivia cried, somewhere behind my shoulder.

Her tiny hands closed around my arm, and she put all her weight into trying to pull me back.

I yanked my hand free and lunged at the other guy. I swung my fist again, splitting his lower lip beneath my fist.

His friends had all seemed to back off, and I shoved this guy again, sending him into a sitting position on one of the cafeteria chairs. “You’re lucky. But if you ever talk to her like that, I’ll make sure your face is so damaged you’ll never talk again.” I promised.

I turned around to find that Olivia was sitting on the floor, with her bare legs curled around her.

I knew instantly what had happened. When she grabbed my arm and I jerked free, she’d gone flying backward.

“Liv!” I cried quickly, pulling her to her feet. “Are you okay?” I asked, glancing over her. Her knees were scraped up, but otherwise she seemed okay.

She shook her head, her soft curls swinging. “Don’t.” She moved past me and ran from the cafeteria.

I sighed and decided that I’d best get lost in the shuffle. I slipped between the people gathering around, squeezing my way out of the cafeteria in search of Olivia.

I couldn’t see her anywhere, but a couple of professors were advancing toward the cafeteria. I ducked into a back hallway, and waited for the afternoon classes to start before I set off to find Olivia.

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