Gilinsky's Dream Girl

Chapter One

Oh hey, I'm Olivia Willdress, Im 17 years old and I'm currently from Omaha, Nebraska. Im a senior in high school and im not partically "popular". At my schools, you have the normal labels, the jocks, the popular girls, geeks, the "iffys" which means people know who you are, but you aren't royalty. You know? Anyway, i'm the iffy, im known but not KNOWN. My mom and dad divroced when i was 3, i never really saw much of my mom when i was younger. My dad told me once i got older that my mom had a drug and liquor problem. She was never home and she always smelt bad.. like liquor. At that time we lived in Fresno, Cali. We moved to Nebraska when i was 15. My school life was okay.. until highschool..

"Olivia get up! You have 10 minutes!!" my dad yelled from the kitchen, making it travel upstairs. I groan and roll out of bed. I slowly walk to my mirror and jump a bit as i see my horrific reflection and see the dried drool on my cheek.

I shake my head and i slowly walk to my bathroom, i brush through my hair and i plug in my curling wand (my favorite thing ever) i plug in my phone to make sure my phone is at 100%. I dance around while waiting for my curling iron to heat up. It beeps and i part my hair a begin to curl.

"Olivia?" my dad yells up at me, "Yeah?" i shout back. "I forgot its a late start, you have plenty of time hun" he replys back, i roll my eyes at his brain loss of memory. "Okay" i reply to his stupidness.

I finish my hair and i smirk at my reflection. I skip to my closet and grabs a pair of black leggings and a white lace tank/crop top and i apply light make up and set a lavender flower crown on my curled hair. I finish my look with a light coat of pink lip gloss. I check my phone. 8:30. School starts at 8:50.

Perfect. I run downstairs to the kitchen to grab some breakfast.

"Hey pumpkin" my dad says softly while kissing my forehead.

"Hi daddy" i smile big. Oh how much i love him.

I slide on my black converse while eating my toast.

"Okay, I'm off to work now." my dad says, throwing his coat over his shoulder.

"Bye dad, love you" i kiss his cheek.

"Love you too Liv" and with that he's gone.

{{SCHOOL}}

My friends (Chesly and Kyle) and I are walking to algebra when i see Jack. Jack Gilinsky. THEE Jack Gilinsky. My eyes go wide. My stomach flutters. My heart pounds right out of my body. I mumble "Oh my god... he's so hot."

"Stop drooling Liv" Chesly says while hitting me in the boob

"Ow Chesly!" i laugh and then suddenly i am pushed into the wall.

I glance up to see Kourtney's face.. Kourtney Andrews. My bully. She's bullied me every since I've came to Nebraska. She made my life a living hel- all a sudden, I'm kicked straight in the gut. I groan loud of pain and i slump up in a ball on the ground and keep getting kicked and kicked and kicked. I hear yelling

"What the hell Kourtney! Get off of her!" a deep voice says, it sound familiar. I feel strong arms lift me off the ground and i attempt to open my eyes and i see Jack's beautiful face and i try not to scream 'Omg omg omg he's touching me holy shit omg' i constantly think to myself.

"Hey Liv right?" he says softly has he brushes my hair away from my face.

"T-that's me" i smile weakly, yet still in pain. "Oww!" i groan and hold my side while letting tears flow. He wipes them away, "Shh, it's okay" he reassures my comfort level, which i feel awkward laying in his arms.. but i feel safe.

"Do you wanna go to the nurse, or do you want me to drive you home? I'm good with both." He smiles at me.

"Home, i need rest before i pass out on you" i giggle softly. He nods while setting me down slowly, still keeping his hand on my lower back to keep me balanced.

"Thank you" i smile weakly

{{HOME}}

I'm currently resting on my bed, texting Jack.

(TEXT CONVO)

J- Heyy beautiful(:

i smile at his kindness

O- hey jackiee

J- How are you feeling? You looked pretty beat up there..

O- well my head hurts less and my ribs dont hurt as bad as they did.

I check to see if the bruises went down on my ribs

O- and.. they bruising went down on my ribs

J- that's good(: and im really sorry for Kourtney.. shes a bitch.. i really don't know why she needs to put great people down for her own sake..

I sigh

O- i get that you care Jake, but it's okay. im used to all this now..

I hear a knock at my window. I get confused and i walk over to see whats at my window.

I see Jack. I smile. Then start smiling bigger and bigger.

"Uhhh, can i come up?" i snap out of my gaze and see him standing there, scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh, yes hold on"

I run downstairs and open the door.

"Heyy" i smile, letting him in the house

"Hey cutie" he suddenly pulls me in for a tight, loving, warm hug.

I hug back tightly and giggle.

I slide out of his grip and sit on the counter of the kitchen, and swing my legs back and forth.

"I just wanted to stop by and see how you were doing." He smiles at me

I put my head down and blush faintly "Well thank you, I'm doing perfect"

He moves closer to me

"Good" he whispers softly.