Oliver-
"Yeah, she got called down to the History wing." Hanna says joining us for lunch in the back courtyard. "Where's Rosalyn?"
"She said she had something to take care of."
"Ross, what happened to you?" Bethany says,
"That brat of a Boulevard."
"She hit you?"
"Let's go with that." Rosalyn says as she fixes her hair.
"What did you two fight over."
"You mean, other than her I'm better than you attitude?"
"Sure," I tell her handing her the milk carton to put on her hand.
"I was telling her to stay away from us."
"Who was it?"
"Keaton."
"Marisa?"
"Yeah, her." She says. "Her and some guy turned around when I called her out."
"That would be her brother."
"Go figure the Boulevard would have a brother."
"Who were you telling her to stay away from?"
"You."
"ME?" I ask her in surprise, "Why? What would I want to do with a Boulevard?"
"I don't know, but the two of you are awfully close for enemies."
"Why do you even care? We're not dating?" I point out. "Everything we do together we do with the group. You know I don't date."
"Anything with a girl you just run from." Joe says, "And Oliver has a point Ross, why do you care if she's near him if the two of you aren't dating?"
"Because, she's a Boulevard, and the more she hangs around him, the more she hangs around us." Rosalyn says before storming off.
"I should go talk to her." Hanna says standing up and giving Zack a soft smile before walking off.
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Hanna-
Rosalyn is in the weight training room beating the poor punching bag to a pulp.
"Rosalyn?" I speak softly to not startle her.
"What?" She growls back. I try not to take it personally. She's mad, not at me, but just in general.
"It's okay to like Oliver, but you know he's not going to fall in love with you. I know that sounds very harsh, but I honestly don't think he'll let anyone as close as you want to be with him."
"I don't care." She hisses as she punches the bag so hard it breaks the latch. The bag falls to the ground with a loud thud. She doesn't let that stop her from punching the living daylights out of it, she just sits on top of it and lands each blow with perfect precision.
"Just listen to me for a few minutes okay, I don't care if you keep punching the bag."
"Go for it."
"Oliver isn't the type of guy to settle down, you know that, he never was. Even when he was with Emma, he wasn't really with her. He spent more time with the boys than with her. Would rather spend the weekends working on his bike at the auto-mechanic than with her. Do you really want a boyfriend like that? Why not find a guy that will want to spend time with you? Not necessarily take care of, but just to live life with you.
"I know we're nothing alike, we're black and white together, but there are things about you and I that are alike. You pretend that you don't want a long lasting relationship with someone that loves you, but that's not true, I see the way you look at couples walking the streets when we ride by. You can pretend all you want that all you want is Oliver, but I know that you really just want someone that loves you. That you love.
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