Octavia

Chapter 5 Finally, a Girl!

A/N: The Character of Carmela is an Oc of my brilliant friend! Follow her on Instagram @lovely.belgium

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Octavia was now left with the terrifying conundrum of three of the most attractive (and intimidating) boys she knew, all having some sort of romantic agenda with her.
Talk about bad luck, especially considering she did not actually wish for a relationship that added on from friendship.
Not that she was one of those girls who were 'not like other girls'...in all honesty she just didn't see the point, but if it made them happy, it made her happy.
After a few weeks of getting no Romantic response from her, Alfred had gone back to his usual hateful ways, though he was much more careful nowadays since her outburst.
Perhaps you could teach a stupid, close-minded, evil dog new tricks, as to add onto the saying.
Because Alfred acted like an animal, Octavia felt it necessary to liken him to one.

"I mean...what would you do Carmela? You know all about boys" Octavia murmured, sighing as she scratched at the science desk in front of her.
Someone had drawn on a phallic object with a crude message beside it and she was currently trying to rid the wood of the image.
The message wasn't even correct for what it was saying...
Had the individual even studied basic male anatomy?
Not getting a response, Octavia's eyes turned to her friend's before she let out a groan "Oh god..." She might as well have been talking to a brick wall.
"Carmela...Carmela your attention please!"
Her friend Carmela, an albino girl with the reddest eyes and whitest hair Octavia had ever seen, had recently gotten into a relationship with a Romanian boy named Vlad.

Octavia had made friends with the girl after Carmela had launched a football into Alfred's face when the boy had shoved her from her wheelchair again, and after having several fights with the boys over feminism (Octavia getting mad and struggling to slap them whilst Carmela was idly kicking their shins) the two had become close friends.

"Carmela, I don't think you realise he is literally drinking your blood right now?" Octavia stared at the discourse of Vlad sinking his 'vampire' fangs into the girls flesh and licking the blood it drew whilst Carmela shivered.
Wether he was a true vampire or had just gone through a scene phase where he filed his teeth into fangs she did not know.
All she knew was that she was not going near them.

Though avoiding Carmela with her boyfriend was hard work, she sometimes got the albino on her own, taking her in to help judge the boys she had vague interest in.
Carmela wasn't phased by boys so it made it a heck of a lot easier.

Sitting in the back room of the church, atop of Romano's lap, Octavia stared blankly over at Carmela.
"Are you sure I'm not heavy Roma? And why do I have to sit here?"
Romano hushed her "It's all part of the healing process" he mumbled, his head against her chest as he 'listened to her heartbeat'.
"Your awful close to my breast Romano, and my heart is on the other side of my chest" Octavia pointed out, narrowing her eyes.
"No, it's fine as it is" Romano decided, continuing to 'listen to her heartbeat'.
Carmela didn't seem to think he was as Octavia soon found Carmela wrestling the Catholic boy to the floor, defending Octavia.
She supposed that was a no.

Octavia kept up appearances with Romano, as she hadn't eliminated him, nor planned to, from her romance list.
It was just that Romano was not welcomed to Carmela, nor was Carmela welcomed to him.
Ludwig would be the next.

"Hey guys...could I just-" Octavia sighed, leaning back in her wheelchair as she watched Ludwig and Carmela have a bit of a moment.
Carmela had been down about her past this morning, something that wasn't out of the ordinary, and upon meeting Ludwig at his house, she had let all the emotions out.
Ludwig was currently comforting her, stroking her back softly as the girl sobbed.
A sigh came from Octavia, and she rolled her eyes "I need to go to the bathroom!" Neither got up to help her.
"It's not my fault if I break my neck by falling off the toilet or pee all over the floor!" She called as she wheeled herself into the downstairs lavatory.
As she finished, flushing and washing her hands, her eyes made their way to some particular magazines stashed beside the toilet.
She now knew what the bird and the bee's meant, that was for sure.

The last and most unfortunate incident would have to be Alfred's, and even now as an eighteen year old, Octavia would look back on these times with a shudder.
Her twelve year old self made a lot of stupid decisions.

"Carmela! Carmela you need to stop or Alfred's going to end up in a wheelchair as well!" Octavia shouted, watching as the two made a two-player game of rugby on the school field.
Carmela was nimble and good at tackling, so Alfred was currently on the floor, his nose broken.
"Shut up Octavia! I knew you were a lesbo! Carmela's your girlfriend isn't sh-" he was cut off by Carmela jumping on his chest.
Carmela was now in anger management counselling with Yao whilst Alfred remained off school.
"I don't regret any minute of it" Carmela had told Octavia "It'll teach him to stop talking crap out of his ass"