𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞² || 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

high school enemies

a/n - new story! i don't remember finishing the other one but i guess it ends there lol

olivia's pov
i walk beside conan to our certain spot by the tree, seeing y/n garcia walking the other way. we both look at each other, and i clench my jaw slightly. she gives me a death stare, before walking past. i would've given her a shoulder barge, but miss. quarterback's shoulder would probably break my body. in another life. but in this, i'm just glad that she didn't barge me. here's to another day of living.

i've always hated y/n. well, not for the first two years of high school. but ever since she's grown an ego and doesn't shut her mouth, it's hard not to. not to mention her arrogant attitude. also not to mention that she was obnoxious and immature, who was all too well aware of how good looking she was and her effect on women. even though i hate her with my guts, she wasn't unattractive. all the girls in the school wanted her. god, why couldn't they see how her personality was so unattractive?

to be honest, she was kind of surprised that y/n wasn't going around fucking every girl that laid eyes on her. she really could if she wanted to.

i sit down beside iris, leaning my back on the tree with a relieved sigh. "my back is killing me," i complain. "my back is killing me," conan mocks. "shut the hell up," i look at him, closing my eyes. 

i look at the football field not too far from here, seeing the girls' football team training. i look away, taking a bite of my sandwich.

y/n's pov
i walk into physics, and sir looks at me. "sorry, i had football practice," i tell him, taking my seat beside conan. olivia was on the other side of him, but i choose to ignore that fact every time i walk in. "all good," he says. i take my books and pens out, gulping water down and placing the water bottle on my desk. 

"hey, y/n," conan says, looking at me as we're left to our work. "hey, conan," i smile, looking at him, "what's up?" "nothing really," conan sighs, "just contemplating life in physics." "me too," i answer. "maybe you should just kill yourself, then," olivia butts in. 

i look forward, looking at her, "maybe you should stay out of the one-on-one conversation i'm having with conan, who clearly likes me more than you." i watch as olivia brings her middle finger up, scratching her cheek with it as she looks around purposely.

conan says, "you guys always find a way to bring me into it!" "well i wouldn't have to if -trigger warning- olivia didn't butt into our conversation," i say, glaring at olivia. "why did you just trigger warning my name?" olivia asks. "because i know some people's heart rates shoot up when they hear it." "because i'm just so hot?" "no, in a bad way," i say, "humble yourself. or i can do it for you!" "i'm already pretty humble," olivia sighs, "you just piss me off." "likewise," i grin, looking at conan as he talks. "you guys are actually stupid." "well, i'm actually first in the lead for valedictorian, so am i really?" i ask him rhetorically. "yes, you are. you guys are like cats and dogs," conan groans. "shotgun being the dog," i say. "no, i want the dog," olivia furrows her eyebrows. "no! you can have a hairless cat," i say, smiling, "now that i think of it, you actually kinda resemble one too." before olivia can say a comeback to me (it would've been terrible), sir interrupts. "y/n and olivia, just shut up," he laughs, "i have to put up with this for so long. god, help me." "yeah? well imagine how i feel," i say, "i have to see this girl every single day!" "but how do you think i feel?" olivia groans. "i think you'd feel privileged to be in my proximity," i admit. "no, i feel privileged to not be in your proximity," olivia corrects.

the bell goes, and i stand up, putting my bag on my bag. olivia starts to walk past me, and i stick my foot out. she trips over it, quickly catching herself before she falls. she quickly turns her head to me with a glare, "fuck off." wish she fell.