A girl named Olivia Moore and her friends explore summer break and enjoy eachothers company. Olivia her father left when she was 10, cause he was an alcoholic it was better that he left his wife and daughter. Olivia basically grew up with her mother...
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THE SILENCE was deafening to the group their ears. Everyone knew how hotheaded JJ was and how stubborn Olivia was. That's what made them a good duo... except for when they were arguing. Both of them never liked being wrong. JJ cared about the girl her safety and always would. He couldn't bare the thought of losing her or something happening to her.
No one has said a word after the two friends their argument and the black haired girl's outburst.
John B scratches his hair, "Well, we do owe you a thank you."
Olivia lets out a slight scoff, "As if."
Kiara starts to clap softly and later everyone, except JJ follows. "It was quite impressive when you stood up and threw the net." , Kiara admits.
The Moore girl smirks proudly and looks at her blonde friend with a stare signaling for him to also thank her, "JJ? Anything?"
JJ opened his mouth but not a word came out so he closed his mouth again, his lips were a thin line, pressed on eachother as he continued to think of an answer, while after some seconds he speaks up, "No." . The rest of the group sighed in defeat by his stubbornness, Olivia was also done with it and rolled her eyes and went inside the château, leaving the others in silence.
Pope looks between the crew, "Who's gonna go after her?"
John B is eyeing JJ causing JJ to notice, "Me? No no , not even for a million dollars."
"Do you want her to hate you forever?" Kiara says cocking an eyebrow, the blonde boy scoffs "Liv could never hate me."
Kie cocks her eyebrow again causing the Maybank boy to have a worried look stretched on his face, "You think she might?"
"Well if you would go to her, you actually might have an answer.", Pope adds.
JJ rolls his eyes and stands up, going over to the entrance of the château, turning around and looking at the group "Y'all owe me a beer." he steps inside the château, finding Olivia on the couch sipping a beer. Her eyes trail over him and she slightly rolls her eyes.
"Uh hey..." the blonde boy scratches his neck.
"Are you gonna yell at me some more?"
JJ sighs, "Liv...you know I never meant to yell at you."
"Sure you didn't." she rolls her eyes taking a sip of her beer, the Maybank boy walks over to her. "Why won't you just get my point? You could've died Liv!" Olivia scoffs, "I didn't , see ?!" she says referring at herself.
"But you could've! And who's fault would it have been? Mine!"
The black haired girl stands up , now being infront JJ although JJ is a bit taller, "Your fault? YOUR fault?! Seriously is that all you can think of? Who's fault it would've been?!" Olivia scoffs, anger in her voice.
