𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝑮𝒐 𝑩𝒂𝒅

fourteen

Olivia was a little stressed out about a few things that week.

First things first, she wanted to make sure Fezco was okay. She didn't want him to think she was ashamed to be around him or anything, because she wasn't. She just didn't want people to assume anything about them because of how crazy some people were with the age difference. Fezco would assure her that he was okay and everything was fine, but she wasn't sure if she fully believed him or not.

The second thing was cheer. Because of her stress, Olivia had been handling it by hitting her workouts extra hard. She pulled a leg muscle that week and had a little bit of a hard time doing routines, and the team noticed. Maddy had to step in for her a few times, and Olivia hated it. The team just didn't want her to hurt her leg anymore than it already was, but she was starting to feel like herself again by the end of the week. It only hurt when she did the splits.

The third and last thing was her parents. They kind of backed off her shit with Jayson, but they still acted like they were "worried about her". They said she was hanging out with friends a lot, which is something she didn't do a lot of before. When, in actuality, she was just out seeing Fezco. It's not like he could go over to her house.

She was over at Fez's store again during the weekend.  She was invited to go out shopping with a few girls from school, but Fezco wanted her to come over so he could teach her how to roll a joint. He really just wanted to spend time with her, though, and he wanted an excuse for her to stay and not go out shopping.

So, now, they were sitting on a bench outside of the store with a small table in front of them.

"You put too much in." Fezco said. He took the rolling paper from Liv's hands and sprinkled some of the weed back onto the tray.

"How much am I supposed to put in, then?" She asked, becoming a little frustrated. This was her fifth attempt at trying to roll a joint, and each time she messed something up. He tried not to laugh at her, mainly because he knew she was pretty much good at everything besides this.

"Look." He mumbled. He started to roll the joint, it being a little easier now that he was back in control. She rolled her eyes and sat back into her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. When there was no more to roll and it got to the end, Fez stared at her as he licked it to seal it.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

Liv went on her phone, not wanting to give Fezco the satisfaction of teasing her. Even if she did like it.

She opened up Instagram and read through the replies she got on her story, liking each one. It was just a selfie of her, but she still got a lot of "so pretty 😍" and "omg queen" comments.

"Who is it?" Fezco asked, watching her. He wanted to make sure it wasn't Jayson.

"No one. Just people replying to my story." She answered. He nodded, smoking the weed Liv had just attempted to roll.

"Oh, my parents are going out again for the week." She said, shoving her phone back into her pocket. He looked up at her, a little confused.

"Again? What for?" He asked.

"My dads brother is sick and he lives all the way in Phoenix, so they're going to stay with them for a few days to make sure he's okay." She explained. His confused look didn't go away.