Head over Heels

Chapter 31: Emma meets Olive

The next day before heading back to work, I told Michaela that I had some chores to do. I had left my old laptop at my parents' place, and I needed to pick it up. Since they were still in Italy working, I knew no one would be home. I thought going there as Olive wouldn't do any harm. I wouldn't have to disguise myself as my real self.

I drove to my parents' place and pulled up to the driveway, feeling a sense of nostalgia as I entered the house. As I ran upstairs to grab my laptop, I started reminiscing about my old self as a boy. Thoughts entered my head as I wondered what would have happened if I hadn't decided to dress up that day. I found my laptop on my desk, put it in my bag, and decided to leave for work.

As I walked down the stairs, my leg slipped since I was wearing heels and in a rush. I tumbled down the stairs and fell on the floor unconscious for minutes, possibly with a concussion.

The next thing I remember is waking up on the couch, hearing a familiar voice saying, "Oh, finally you're awake. Are you okay?" It was my sister Emma. She had returned from uni, and she obviously didn't recognise me since I was Olive. She questioned me, asking who I was. I said, "Hi, I'm Olive," trying to seem convincing. She then asked me what I was doing in her house and handed me an ice pack.

Thinking on my feet, I said, "Oh, I'm a friend of your brother's. Oh, you know him?" She asked. I said, "Yeah, we're friends. I came by to get his laptop. I should really be heading for work," feeling dizzy.

Emma offered to drive me since it would be safer, and I told her that I worked at the airport. She decided to drive me there. On our way to the airport, she made small talk. "So how did you meet him?" she asked.

I came up with a story that sounded convincing. She then said, "I haven't heard from him in months. I hope he's doing okay." I giggled, finding it ironic that she was talking to me about myself, but I kept quiet and assured her that I was doing fine.

She dropped me off at the airport and said that she liked my personality and asked if we should exchange numbers. I didn't want to be rude, so I gave her my number, which was a new number for Olive that I got months back in case any situation like this came up.

As I walked to the front desk to begin working, Mik asked me why I was late. I told her that while doing my errands, I fell off the stairs, and she asked if I was okay. I said that I was fine.