Oliver P.O.V.
I kept my eye on the kid all through the class period, pushing him when I could and he seems to be keeping up pretty well. Now I just have to talk to him about my sister, without completely threatening him and making him run the other way from her.
Contemplating this I take longer than usual to get changed, brushing my short hair, and spritzing myself lightly with cologne that Laurel herself helped me pick out this last summer.
Hearing footsteps I automatically extend a greeting, "Hey Dig."
"Uh, it's not Dig." I turn in surprise to see none other than Roy Harper standing in front of me, his red hood pulled up over his head.
"Uh, Oliver can I talk to you."
"Sure. I needed to talk to you anyway" I raise an eyebrow at him and am satisfied to see that he looks at least a little nervous. "You first."
"So, I uh-"He stops and clears his throat, "I really don't want you to take this the wrong way or anything being my mentor and all, but I really like your sister. I was wondering if you would maybe, not kill me if I asked her to formal." He looks away and rubs the back of his neck.
"That's actually what I needed to talk to you about anyway, you just made my life a whole lot easier." I let out a short laugh that has him looking surprised and somehow still nervous.
"What?"
"Yeah, hurt my sister and you're a dead man walking." I pat his shoulder, "But make sure you go ask her before someone else does, at least you're a good kid."
"Now if you'll excuse me" I begin as I check my watch, "I have to be somewhere." I nod to him as I leave, grabbing flowers from my locker as I hurry in the direction of Laurel's locker.
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Textbook Meeting
FanfictionPrompt - I left my math textbook in the cafeteria and you found it and spent three days tracking me down using the book number and now you're standing in front of me holding it and the snow makes your hair pretty what class are you in
