Opposites Attract My Ass

Trece! (13)

The caring feeling quickly went away.

When I came up to him and asked if he was alright, he was very snarky with his reply.

“Shouldn’t you be kissing your boyfriend on the other team?”

I didn’t appreciate that.

“No, because he’s not my boyfriend. Look, I just wanted to see if you were okay. Now that I can see you’re just fine, I’m going to leave.”

“Wait,” Holden said, holding onto my wrist. When I turned around, he looked sorry.

“I’m sorry, Ollie.” I guess his face shows what he feels. But then he smirked. “You cared about how I was, huh?”

I scoffed and pulled my arm back, walking away. I met up with Tori, who was enjoying her hotdog very much.

“Have you tried these hotdogs, Rolie Polie Olie?” she asked.

When I shook my head no, she shoved the remainder of her hotdog into my mouth. I almost choked, but swallowed it.

“Good, huh?”

I smiled and nodded, giving her a thumbs up.

This girl is going to kill me.

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After the game, which our school had won, there was a party Holden was having since he’s the quarterback. Tray begged me to come since he couldn’t go if I wasn’t there.

When Tori and I arrived, it reeked of beer. I hoped Amy wasn’t home.

“Hey, Ollie and the hot chick, how are you guys?” Tyler said, leaning on Tori. He was the ultimate party animal.

Tori blushed. “You think I’m hot? That’s so sweet.”

“Wanna dance?” he asked. Tori nodded her head furiously, leaving me standing all alone. I scoffed and went into the kitchen, looking for something nonalcoholic.

“Hey, babe, glad you could make it.” I turned around to see Brian standing in the doorway of the kitchen with two people behind them. I recognized them from the game.

“Why are you glad? This isn’t your house or your party. Your team lost, so why are you even here?”

Brian smirked and came closer. “You have a mouth on you. I like that.”

I gave him a disgusted look and went to move around him, but he stopped me. He put his hand on my shoulder, preventing me from going anywhere.

“Where are you going?”

I glared at his hand. “Take your disgusting paw off of me if you want to keep it,” I snarled.

Brian laughed and looked back at his two friends. “I think I’m going to have fun with you.”

He went to grab me, but I kicked him in his groin and moved around him. But I forgot about his two friends, who were blocking the door.

“Oh darn,” Brian said, breathing heavily, “Looks like you can’t escape.”

“Are you really going to be that cliché guy who tries to have sex with me?” I asked.

Brian finally stood up and looked at me. “You’re going to want it by the end of the night, trust me.”

I glared at him and made a move for the kitchen door that led outside, but Brian beat me to it and held my arms.

“Let me go,” I said, ready to bite his head off.

“Or what?”

“Or else I’ll have to beat your ass again,” Holden said, coming in from said door that I couldn’t leave from.

Brian looked behind him and let go of me, stepping close to Holden.

“You were lucky. Bet you can’t do it again.”

“Bet I can.”

“Oh please, calm your testosterone,” I said.

“Stay out of this,” Brian said.

“Don’t speak to her like that.”

“I’ll speak to her any way I want,” he retorted.

I sighed and called Tray, telling him that Holden was being an idiot. He came soon and stood in between the two idiots.

“Calm down, the both of you. Holden, get back to your party. You, go be a meathead somewhere else.”

Brian made a move to get closer to Holden, but Tray put a hand up to Brian.

“Can you two get your friend, please?” he asked, talking to the guys blocking the door.

The grunted and took Brian. Tray saw me glaring at Holden and left quickly, knowing I would blow up.

“Didn’t I say to not try and save me?”

Holden looked at me like I grew two heads. “You were obviously in trouble!”

“Whatever. Don’t. Save. Me. Again,” I said, poking him in the chest.

I tried to walk away but Holden held my arm.

“If I see you’re in trouble, I’m going to try and help you.”

I scoffed. “No guy would do that.”

I didn’t believe any guy would.

And with that mentality, I walked away from Holden.

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Did you know that I got Olive’s name from Easy A?

“I’m gonna be walking funny tomorrow!”

“Huh?”

“What?”

“…I’m drunk bitches, what’s up?”

On a different note, two uploads in one night. How awesome and I?

And on another different note, I walked away when I was writing this, thinking I would remember what I was going to write for the ending, but I didn't. So I might remember it later and rewrite the ending. I might not. Just to let you know.