One of the Guys. [ON HOLD]

Girl Stuff And The Divinovich Brothers

|Chapter Sixteen: Girl Stuff And The Divinovich Brothers.|

 

Olivia.

Cash and Olivia hung out in his dorm for a bit playing a few rounds of Super Mario as they waited for Reid to be done with his brothers. After about twenty minutes Olivia couldn’t take it anymore. She may not like Reid all that much, but it didn’t mean that she didn’t sympathize with him. She didn’t want him to be left alone with his brothers.

She threw down the controller on the soft cotton couch and sat up. While they had been playing video games—and losing miserably against Cash—she was splayed across the couch with her head in his lap. “Okay, I think that’s enough waiting. I’m going back.”

“Why are you getting up? My leg is cold now!” Cash whined.

 “You’ll get over it.”

He let out a groan, resting his head on the back of the couch. “Don’t leave me! Walker will be back and God knows what he’s going to tell me about Morgan.”

“Morgan?”

“The girl he’s gone on a few dates with?”

“The one with the huge rack?”

Cash sputtered a laugh. “Yeah that one." 

“What’s so funny?” She inquired. She didn’t think that what she had said was funny; she was just repeating what Walker had told her.

“Nothing.” Olivia continued to stare at him until she got an answer. He sent her a sideways glance. “It’s just that you’re a girl talking about how big another girls boobs are.”

Olivia didn’t get it. She didn’t think there was anything strange with that. “I don’t get where you’re going with this. Girls usually talk about boobs.”

“Really?” Cash asked in curiosity. 

“Yeah, like whether they hurt or how they’ve been growing, or like how they got a cute bra that makes their boobs look nice, or in most cases complaining about their cup size.”

“What?”

“Yeah girls with small boobs are always like, ‘Why can’t my boobs be bigger?’ While girls with big boobs are like, ‘Why can’t mine be smaller?’ No one’s ever really happy, except some, but their the exception to the rule.”

 “Huh, I didn’t know that. I guess when I get a girlfriend, I’ll have to reassure her that her boobs are prefect.” He said with a laugh.

Olivia laughed with him. “You could do that, and quite possibly get punched in the face or get a weird look. I don’t know how that would work or how you would even bring that up in conversation. Girls don’t typically talk about their boobs in front of guys unless they’re gay...sometimes.” She amended.

 “Well we’re talking about boobs right now.”

“Well that’s because I’m secretly spying on your secretive boy ways to write a fantastic out of this world paper. I think it’s only fair that I teach you some stuff about girls while I do that.”

“Fair enough.” He turned off the gaming console. “Hey Liv.” 

“What?”

“Your boobs are perfect.” He said with a smirk twisting up the corners of his lips.

Olivia blushed profusely and pushed herself off of the couch. “Okay, that’s my cue to leave.”

Cash’s laugh followed her as she left the room. While the compliment was nice to hear, it was totally embarrassing. That meant that he remembered what her boobs looked like from the time he had seen her naked. Her face burned at the memory. It felt like ages ago that that had happened, even though it was only about a month ago. Strange how time flew by so quickly.