Four-eyed Beauty

Meeting Mr Popular--err....Mr Annoying much?

Olivia's POV

The guy was totally weird, I mean ussually guys like them would totally pound me if I do what I just did to the guy, maybe he bumped his head too hard this morning when we bumped into each other, gosh that encouter almost destroyed my glasses, what will I do without them, why do we even bump into each other? Was he following me? Strange guy.

I knew he was a weird one the moment I saw him back in 8th grade, but I knew he would fall for it, fall for everything that goes against my principles. The way he smiled when the school had welcomed him so warmly he was bound to be the next prince, mister popular. He had the looks, he had the built, he had the charisma, all he needed was the right influence, more like the wrong one.

Ever since then I never looked at him once for the past 3 years, till now, he's grown alot, he had that wonderful brown tousled hair, pearly white teeth, amazing tan and an outragously engulfing eyes that was blue as the clear water, an athletes built and towered me by a good five inch. He was, well, he was perfect. The perfect Mr. Popular.

"Hey! Thanks for saving my ass!" he shouted. No problem, anthying for that gorgeous ass.

"No problem." I answered hoping to keep those thoughts to myself. Forever. I strode forward taking long fast paced steps hoping to finally get away from him.

"Wait. What's your name?" He asked trying to catch up. We've been in some classes the past 3 years but he still had no idea who I was, I guess he didnt tell him about me, either way its none of my buissness anymore.

"The name's Olivia!" I waved him back hoping he'd get the message and just stop. His footsteps could no longer be heard for awhile, I guess he was satisfied. I wanted to look back and make sure when I heard those familiar footstep come into a run, but before he could have reached me the bell rang and the waves of student pouring out of class drowned me away. Saved by the bell.

I walk into the sea of people trying to squeeze past them when someone bumped into me and accidentally stepping on my foot making me wince in pain.

"Oh, im so sor--" he hesitated, maybe realizing who I was. "Im sorry, sorry" he tried again but it wasnt that much of a big deal so I went on but by then peole turned my way and started realizing who I was. The now cramped hallway tried to disperse as I walked on, trying to avoid me but before I could turn the corner I heard the guy try again "Sorry.."

I already forgave everyone. It made me laugh how they used to part into half like the red sea when I used to walk by, this was tolerable atleast.

I walk into the Library, my sweet haven. I quickly ran to the far corner away from peoples eyes and drop myself on a beambag chair hogging the airconditioning unit to myself, I sigh and let myself get comfortable as I plugged in my Earphones and started blasting in some Gay music, I wish by One Direction.

After 30 minutes or so of just slacking, a figure towered me, I hanged my head back to see who it was when my eyes came across those magnifecent blue eyes and loopsided smile.

"Hey"

"Hey, yourself" I turned to my ipod pretending to be busy but actually turning down the volume.

"ummm, so your Olivia?" he asked unsure, that's a first, he didnt really know who I was, well that wasn't really surprising either, of course I had to keep my reputation.

"Yup" I said popping the P to give that annoying effect. He stood there awkwardly for a moment.

"And your Dawn, I presume." Presume? I practically knew the guy, except for the part he knew me.

He raised an eyebrow a cocky grin rising. "Its Taylor actually, Taylor Dawn, so you know me?" obviously delighted about the fact.

"Yeah, I guess so, only as much as you know me." meaning, not much, only by name and label. Lying a bit wont hurt anybody besides he doesnt have to know. "Your Dawn, Mr. Popular" mentally making a big frantic woopdydoo in my head.