Chapter 6: Devil With an Angel Face

My second day of school wasn’t any more exciting. I was already exhausted. After my first class, Thomas hurried off to his second class and I trudged reluctantly to my second class of the day. Even with my slow pace, I was still ridiculously early. At my old public school, if I even bothered to attend class, I would usually get there up to a half an hour late. Suddenly I was actually early and with this ridiculously dorky uniform on, I was a complete nerd. I had a sudden urge to beat myself up.

I plopped down in the same seat that I had chosen the day before. I honestly hated biology, and wished I didn’t have to take it. This was also the reason I had chosen a seat next to the window so I could peer out and escape, even if for a few moments a day.

I lazily opened my books on the table in front of me. I was scribbling the date onto the page in my notebook when it hit me.

The fruity smell made my mouth water. I glanced up sharply to see Olivia standing over me in the aisle.

“Hey,” She smiled brightly.

“Uhh…Hey.” I replied hesitantly.

“Do you mind if I sit with you?” She asked, sweetly. It was almost as if there were diamonds in her smile. It seemed to light up the whole room. I certainly couldn’t say no to it.

“Knock yourself out.” I shrugged, trying desperately to seem impartial.

She smiled and slid into the stool next to me, behind the long black table. “Thanks.” She exhaled. “The only person I actually knew in this class switched it to be with her boyfriend in Trig, so I’m stuck here.” She sighed. She neatly crossed her legs.

I followed the expanse of perfect, smooth ivory skin from where it disappeared beneath her knee socks to her mid thigh, where her plaid skirt landed.

I glanced away quickly before she noticed I was checking her out. She was busy coating her lips with a tube of lip gloss.

“So have you given any more thought to that party I told you about in the dorms?” Olivia asked casually. She swept her silky dark curls over her shoulder. Her green eyes turned to me and I almost gasped. I had never noticed how green her eyes were. They were the most brilliant shade of emerald I’d ever seen.

“Yeah. I’ll probably show up.” I agreed, temporarily blind sighted by those gorgeous eyes.

“Good… I really won’t have any reason to go if you don’t.” She said, before quickly adding. “I mean, I probably won’t know anyone there other than you. They’re mostly Gabby’s friends and some guys from the football team…”

“Oh, right. The guys who are friends with Thomas.” I nodded.

Olivia nodded. “You know, I’m sure you made your point. I doubt they’ll hassle him again. Those guys are jerks anyway.”

“Oh my god! There you are!”

Olivia glanced up wide-eyed. A girl her age advanced toward us, her dark hair combed neatly back into a pont-tail. It swung behind her as she walked. Her skirt was short enough to make your head spin. She wore it several inches shorter than most of the other girls. I was sure if she bent over even a little the entire class would see much more than they bargained for.

Still, I couldn’t keep myself from watching her dark smooth thighs disappear beneath the skirt. Whoever decided on this school uniform was severely disturbed, though at times I found myself appreciating the view.

“Gabby? Don’t you have Intro to Environmental Science on the fourth floor? You’re going to be late!” Olivia gasped.

I opened my textbook and pretended to read the second chapter. I didn’t want to seem like I was listening; though it was hard to tune out the shrill and obnoxiously snotty voice of the girl who had come into the room.

“I do, but I have some great gossip. I mean, really, really huge news.” This girl plopped down on the stool in front of Olivia.

“Oh really.” Olivia smiled sweetly. “Have you met Isaac? It’s his first year here at PCA. Isaac, this is my roommate Gabby. Gabby, meet Isaac. He’s also in dorm six.” She smiled cheerily as she introduced us.

“Hey.” I shrugged, trying to seem impartial.

“Umm… Hi.” Gabby answered. She raised her eyebrows at Olivia and she nodded lightly.

I tried to ignore the exchange, completely confused by it. It was so easy to simply pretend I didn’t care. I’d been living by that mantra for so long, it was so easy just to fall back into that habit.

I glanced toward the windows, wondering if I could sneak out and be back before class started. I was dying for a cigarette. Even one drag would suffice for now. One drag was better than nothing; but I hardly knew my way around. I would never be able to find a decent place to hide long enough for even part of a cigarette and be back in time for class. I didn’t dare be late for class with the term ‘academic probation’ hanging over my head.

“Anyway.” Gabby pressed. “Today at one, Tara-Jean Simmons is dumping her boyfriend. He’s the kicker on the football team, Billy Wright? Apparently they’re having a huge break up in the quad. He’s so cute…” She sighed distractedly. “Anyway, she just found out that he’s been fooling around on her.”

Olivia laughed softly. “She’s just finding out now? I mean he’s been cheating on her for months.”

“I know, right?” Gabby shoved her carefully arranged straight hair behind her shoulder. “Anyway, it should be very good entertainment. That’s when your free period is, right?”

Olivia nodded absently.

“Do you want to watch?”

“Don’t you have Professor Aleck for Ancient history?”

“Are you kidding me? Why would I go to ancient history when I can watch history unfold here at PCA?” Gabby rolled her eyes.

I turned the page of my textbook, trying to focus on what I was reading. I was unable to concentrate with the shrill and nasal gossip in front of me.

“I’ll meet you in the quad, we’ll have lunch.” Olivia bargained.

“Ooh, I’m dying to try the new menu in the cafeteria.” Gabby sighed, examining her perfectly manicured fingernails.

“You should go. You’re going to be late.” Olivia pointed to the clock on the wall.

“Oh, please.” Gabby rolled her eyes. “I have Professor Wilson. I’m pretty sure I can just bat my eyes at that disgusting old pervert, and get my self out of being marked late.”

“You’re absolutely evil.” Olivia laughed.

“I should go though.” Gabby stood, adjusting her sweater over her hips. “I’ll meet you on the west side of the quad, okay?”

“I’ll be there.” Olivia promised.

“I should go.” Gabby blew a kiss and left the room, squeezing past the professor on her way through the door.

Olivia sighed.

“Well, isn’t she something…” I began, rolling my eyes.

Olivia laughed. “She’s a little extreme, but most of it is an act. She honestly believes she’s queen of this place… but she’d give you the shirt off her back if you needed it.”

“Yeah, I’ll believe that when I see it.” I replied, my voice thick with sarcasm.

Olivia smiled.

The professor called the class to order, and immediately tried to focus. I struggled to keep notes, knowing I would need them. I was determined to do well this semester, or at least until I finished the academic probation.

I couldn’t help but take small glances at Olivia. She was easily the prettiest girl in the entire school. I was mesmerized by the way she nibbled the end of her pen, and the corners of her mouth pulled down into a frown while she concentrated.

The professor called on Olivia for an answer, and she knew it without hesitation. Pretty and smart.

When the professor finally dismissed us, I was unbelievably relieved. The professor had been drilling the class with questions from the homework the night before. For the first time in my entire life, I’d actually done my homework, but apparently not well enough. I hardly knew any of the answers.

I was in way over my head. I furiously scribbled down the answers, assuming they would eventually be on a test, or at least somehow come back to bite me in the ass.

Olivia seemed to have no trouble at all. Occasionally, she would move or adjust her hair and the sweet, fruity smell hit me all over again. It rendered me senseless for almost a full couple of minutes.

The professor eventually dismissed us, right on time.

I gathered my stuff, shoving everything sloppily into my messenger bag. Olivia stood and scooped her own books up. “So, you have American history with Doctor Spenser, right?” she asked me.

I raised one eyebrow.

She laughed. “Sorry, that question makes me seem like a total stalker… but really, I’m not.” She paused for a moment. “I have that class too.”

“Ah…” I agreed.

“Do you umm… want to walk me to class? Since we’re both going to the same place…”

“Sure.” I nodded, slinging my messenger across my body.

I let Olivia down the aisle first, and followed a step behind her. She slipped out the door and hesitated in the hallway to wait for me. She hugged her books to her chest and tucked her hair behind her ear.

“So, tell me about your old school, in Tulsa. I mean, what was that like? I’ve never been to a public school?” She walked quickly, matching my pace.

I shrugged. “It was alright. It sucked. I mean, this place is amazing compared to that. I mean, we had like twenty computers in the entire library, and here there are five times that and every kid has a laptop.” I laughed privately. “Actually, it wasn’t too bad. The people there were more down to earth.”

Olivia nodded. “Then how come you came here? I mean, why did you come all the way out here?”

I paused to choose my words carefully. “I didn’t really have another choice?”

Olivia’s pretty face turned into a frown. “What do you mean by that?”

I sighed, “It’s nothing. It’s not important. I mean, you probably don’t really care… I mean, it’s complicated.”

Olivia’s mouth opened to say something further, but she stopped herself. “Okay.”

I paused and let her into the new class room first. I chose the same seat I had the day before. The class was already filling with students.

Olivia appeared next to me. “Do you mind if I sit with you again?”

“Yeah, sure.” I wanted to add that it was a free country, and she could do whatever she wanted. I had no control over what she chose to do. And for that matter, I didn’t see why she was choosing to hang around me. This girl was way out of my league.

Sure, I’d been pursued by girls before. I’d had enough girls with crushes on me, but this completely threw me. Olivia was smart and beautiful, she had everything.

I was positive that the only reason why Olivia was hanging around me so much was because I was new meat. I was the new kid in town. I couldn’t see how I was any different from any other guy here.

I knew better. I knew that even though Olivia was beautiful, she had the potential to not only break my heart, and destroy me entirely, but also to do so much more.

“Olivia!” Two girls walked toward her.

Olivia stood and hugged them both. “Oh my gosh, I missed you guys! Where have you been?”

“We got dates with some guys from the football team. Are you in?”

“Absolutely.” Olivia answered. “What time?”

“Eight. Can you meet us in front of dorm four?”

“I’ll be there.” Olivia replied.

I opened my history book. Okay, maybe I was wrong. Maybe Olivia was simply being nice to the new guy.