Dear Best Friend// Olivia Rodrigo x Emily

IV

Emily sat down on her usual seat, looking out the window, waiting for the lesson to start. Biology. She hated it. Everyone would pair up and do experiments together but Emily would always be left aside. The teacher finally arrived, making everyone shut up and sit straight, but she wasn't alone. There was a teenager with the teacher.

-Class, meet Anne, your new classmate. She's a transfer student from France so be nice., explained Miss Gland.

The young girl just there awkwardly, waiting for the teacher to tell her to sit down.

-Emily, Anne will be your lab partner, since you always do everything alone. Raise your hand for Anne to join you., ordered the teacher as she walked behind her desk.

Emily did as told, hearing some murmurs and laughs, ignoring them. The new blonde girl joined Emily, and sat down next to her. Everyone was staring at Anne.

-Ignore them. They're scared of everything and everyone's who's different., said Emily bluntly.

-Are you different?, asked Anne looking at her.

-Yes., replied the brunette.

-How?, wondered the other girl.

-I chase fuckboys. And I don't like people., shrugged Emily nonchalantly.

-You seem fun., smiled Anne.

-Never heard anyone say that to me., chuckled the brunette.

-Well, now you did. So, what do we have to do?, asked the curious blonde.

-Oh, we have to cut this pig's heart open and try to name every part on this sheet., explained Emily looking down at the lifeless heart.

-Cool., smiled Anne.

-You want to cut it?, asked Emily.

-I'd love to., nodded the blondie.

Emily handed her the tools and told her how to cut it open, so that she wouldn't mess up any parts. Anne didn't get the directions, so Emily stepped in and guided Anne's hands with her own. The blonde girl paid more attention to Emily's soft skin than to the bloodless heart. Once the heart cut open, Emily let go of Anne's hands.

-Okay, now let's take a look at this and let's see., said Emily taking the sheet.

-This is the aorte...uhm, aorta in English., smiled the blonde girl.

-You've done this before?, frowned the brunette.

-No, we were never allowed to cut the heart ourselves, so we watched our teacher do it and then learned about it. This was way more fun., explained Anne.

-Oh, okay. Well I'm glad you had fun., smiled the other girl slightly.

-I like your smile., said the foreign girl.

-Thanks., replied Emily with a little voice.

Then the bell rung.

-Finish this for the next lesson., ordered the teacher as students started leaving the room.

Emily packed her back and walked out the door with Anne.

-What's your next class?, asked the brunette.

-Physics with Mr. Matthews., replied Anne looking at her schedule.

-He's a nice teacher, you'll like him. Do you know where to go?, wondered Emily.

-Not really, no., admitted the blonde girl.

-I'll walk you to your class., said the brunette as she started walking alongside Anne.

-Thank you., smiled Anne.

Emily felt a hand on her shoulder.

-Hello stranger., joked Olivia.

-Hey Liv., replied Emily.

-Hi., smiled Anne.

-Hi, I've never met you. I'm Olivia. You are?, wondered Olivia as she started walking with them.

-Anne., replied the new girl.

-She's in biology with me. It was fun for once. She made it fun., smiled Emily.

-Emily Quinn smiling? Is this a dream?, joked the older girl.

-Oh shut up., scoffed the brunette.

-Are you guys in a relationship?, wondered Anne.

-What? No, no. She's my best friend., panicked Emily.

-You said you don't like people., replied the blonde girl.

-She's different. She's an exception. She's weird and I like it. She's special., shrugged the younger brunette.

-Oh, ok., smiled Anne understanding what she meant.

-Wait, Liv, you have physics with Matthews, right?, frowned Emily.

-Yeah. Why?, wondered Olivia.

-So does she. You could walk with her and keep her company., suggested the younger girl.

-You seem to really like her., said the brunette.

-She's cool. She's different from the girls here and she gets me., shrugged Emily.

-Oh and I don't?, asked Olivia.

-That's not what I meant., sighed the younger girl rolling her eyes.

-We're here. See you later, sweetheart., replied Olivia.

-Bye Emily., smiled Anne as she hugged the brunette.

Emily didn't move.

-She's not a hugger. You're lucky she didn't kick you., chuckled Olivia.

-Oh, sorry, sorry., apologized Anne as she pulled away.

-No, it's okay. I am trying to get more used to physical contact., shrugged Emily.

-Oh well in that case..., said Anne hugging her again.

Olivia was not enjoying this sight. Emily let someone hug her. A person she met like an hour ago.

-See you later., said Emily after Anne pulled away from the hug, joining Olivia.

Olivia sat down on her seat, taking her notebook and pen out of her bag. Anne sat in front of her, grabbing a white sheet of paper, ready to work.

-American school is different. I like it here. No drama and no bullies., said Anne turning around looking at Olivia.

-There's always drama and you haven't and hopefully will never faced our bullies., replied Olivia.

-Have you been bullied?, wondered Anne.

-No, because they fear Emily., shrugged Olivia.

-Emily, is she taken?, asked the blonde girl.

-Uh no. She isn't. Do you like her?, frowned the brunette.

-She seems interesting., replied Anne.

-Yeah, she is interesting. But I don't know if she's into girls., shrugged Olivia looking down at her pen.

-I'll ask her once i see her again., smiled the blonde.

-She'll probably feel uncomfortable if you just randomly ask that. Maybe have another conversation before asking her., suggested Olivia also wanting to know her best friend's sexuality.

-Good advice. Thank you., smiled Anne.

-Just promise not to play with her feeling., said the brunette.

-I won't. Don't worry. Do you like her?, wondered Anne.

-Me? Liking her? No, no. We're uh, we're best friends and that's all., replied Olivia as the teacher walked in starting the lesson.

Next class: p.e.

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A/N: help i have a test tomorrow and don't know shit haha