Chapter 52: Too Many Rules

I woke slowly the next morning. The smell of Olivia’s perfume surrounded me. It was like waking in some kind of heaven, where I was enveloped in the sweet scent of her.

I drew in a deep breath, taking in as much as I could before I opened my eyes.

Olivia was lying next to me on the other side of my bed. Her head was laying on the pillow with her chocolate curls splayed out around her face perfectly.

“Hi.” She smiled at me.

“Hey, you are the prettiest sight to wake up to, do you know that?” I grinned.

Olivia laughed cheerfully. “You’re way too sweet. I kind of like you when you’re just waking up.”

“Hmm…” I draped an arm over her waist. I was laying on my stomach with my face shoved into the pillow. “I kind of like you all the time.”

Olivia laughed. “Kind of?”

“Alright, so I definitely like you. Always.” I smirked.

Olivia laughed again. “That’s better.”

I grinned, grabbing the blankets and yanking them over both of our heads, collecting Olivia in my arms.

She shrieked with laughter, wriggling into my arms.

“I probably reek right now.” I mused.

“No more so than usual.” She quipped.

“Hey!” I laughed.

She smiled. “No, you smell fine.” She answered, nestling into my arms.

I kissed her hair, lightly brushing it back. Her curls were tickling my bare chest.

“So what’s the plan for today?” I asked her.

“Hmm… doesn’t matter to me.” She answered. “I just figured you’d slept late enough. Hope you don’t mind, Thomas let me in. He was on his way to the library.”

I sighed. “Some times I worry about that kid. I mean, who studies on a Saturday?”

Olivia frowned. “I’ve been doing homework all morning.”

“Oh. Well… sometimes I wonder about you too.” I grinned.

She playfully swatted my chest. “Hey1”

I chuckled.

“Did you ask Thomas about going to the movies?”

I lightly rubbed her arm. “I did. I don’t know if he’s going to go along with it or not. I even told him that Gabby was going and he still wasn’t into it. I mean, honestly. The guy started rambling off all kinds of shit about math and geometry…”

Olivia frowned.

I wrapped my arms around her, “Do I get a kiss?”

She grinned, reaching up and lightly kissing me.

I grinned, pulling her closer.

Olivia smiled, resting her head against my chest.

“What are we doing for breakfast?”

Olivia looked up at me, raising an eyebrow.

“What? What did I say?” I asked.

She smiled. “It’s two thirty in the afternoon.”

“Oh. Okay… lunch then?” I shrugged.

Olivia smiled. “Okay.”

“I need to shower though.” I yanked back the blankets, throwing them off the two of us.

Olivia straightened up and adjusted her shirt, standing.

I sat up. “Want to join me in the shower?” I offered.

Olivia smiled, leaning toward me and lightly kissing my lips. “Maybe some other time.”

I sat forward and kissed her again.

“Alright, if you change your mind, I’ll be in the shower.” I shrugged.

I climbed out of bed and ventured off to the shower.

I showered quickly, and climbed out. I wrapped a towel around my waist and yanked a comb through my hair hastily. I decided to forgo shaving. Even if I was a little bristly, I was sure I smelled a lot better. I ventured through our dorm toward my room.

Olivia and Thomas were sitting at the dining table, playing a game of chess. This was a regular occurrence for Thomas, but it was slightly strange to see Olivia playing.

I had no idea she could play.

“Isaac,” Olivia sighed. “That’s uncouth in the presence of company.” She mused.

I shrugged lightly.

“Just be glad he put a towel on.” Thomas answered.

I smirked with my back toward them, venturing into my room. I shut the door behind myself and started getting dressed.

I yanked on a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt, throwing on a black hoodie over top. I found the only belt I owned and threaded it through the loops. I yanked on a pair of socks before walking out into the living area.

“Hey, who’s winning?” I asked, leaning on the back of Olivia’s chair.

“So far no one.” Thomas mused, deep in concentration.

Thomas had tried to teach me to play on several occasions, but there were far too many rules.

Olivia was cutely concentrating, her eyes darting back and forth between the game pieces.

At last, she reached out her tiny, tentative fingers and picked up one of the pieces, moving it across the board.

“Check mate.” She announced sweetly.

Thomas’ jaw fell open in shock. He gaped at her.

She shrugged, standing. “Ready for lunch?”

“Yup, definitely.” I answered.

“Want anything?” She asked Thomas.

He continued to gape at her.

“I don’t think so.” I smirked, taking Olivia’s hand. “Come on, let’s go and eat.”

I smirked at Thomas who was still gaping at Olivia in shock.

“Do you want to come with us? We could bring you back something?” Olivia asked sweetly, seemingly unfazed that Thomas was gawking at her.

I almost wanted to snap at him to shut his mouth. I carefully helped Olivia into her coat, holding the arms up so she could slide her arms inside the sleeves. She adjusted her hair over her coat and I held up her silky pink scarf.

“Uh… no, no thanks.” Thomas said quickly.

“Okay.” Olivia answered, turning to me.

I was grabbing my coat out of the closet and yanking it on. It was still slightly damp in some places from my insane trek into town. At the very least, it would keep me warm as we crossed the quad to the only cafeteria open on the weekend.

I led her out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

“He’s going to make you join the chess team, you know? I smirked.

Olivia sighed “Maybe I should have let him win, in that case…” She mused, pursing her lips.

I chuckled. “Well, I have to admit, seeing his shocked face was absolutely freaking priceless.”

Olivia smiled. “I’m actually surprised. I’m terrible at chess.”

“Well, you beat him and he has tones of practice.” I teased. I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her temple.

Olivia giggled.

We stepped into the elevator and she wrapped her arms around my waist. “Did you talk Thomas into going tonight? To the movie?” She asked.

I smiled. “Almost. Is Gabby going?”

Olivia nodded. “Yeah, I had to talk her into it a bit, but I think she’s decided to go.”

“Good.” I mused, lightly rubbing her arm.