Fluorescent Adolescent ➸ Chris Schistad

➸ two

mandag, 9:22am

hartvig nissen, math

"well we like, hooked up during the summer like, all the time and we were always partying together so we thought why not? and just went for it. he's such a good boyfriend though, like yesterday, he finally gave me his penetrator hoodie."

olivia slammed her head against her desk repeatedly, trying to zone out iben's abnoxious boasting about her and chris', quote, "mind-blowingly amazing and out of this world" relationship and groaned even louder at the mention of those fucking hoodies.

"excuse me, do you have a problem?"

liv looked up to meet the eyes of iben and her two friends that had turned round at the sound of her disgruntlement and stared her down.

she matched the girl's death stare as she sat up. "huh? oh no, not at all. as you can probably tell, we're all dying to know about your relationship," she pointed around the math class that was half asleep and clearly not interested in iben's life whatsoever, "especially me. like, you and chris? i can't even!" the cheeky brunette fanned her hands and mocked the pitch of the girl in front.

iben smiled a sickening and clearly fake smile at the patronising girl she sat face to face with. "oh honey, if this is your way of dealing with the fact that chris and will didn't want you anymore, that's okay. we're all a little bit obsessed over something, right? me with chocolate, and you, with chris."

a roll of the eyes came from olivia at that point. "please, you and I both know i'd rather stab myself with this pencil than be anywhere near that boy, nevermind obsess over him, so shut up and turn round."

"whatever, freak."

the bell rang to signal the end of math and liv got up, swinging her fjallraven bag over her shoulder and strolling into the bustling hallway of hartvig nissen. she caught sight of a large group of boys, all wearing black hoodies, walking towards her as she advanced up the corridor. william and chris walked at the front as they winked at numerous girls that stood idly to the side of the hall. her eyes never left chris' as she walked in between the two rather than moving, her shoulders thumping off theirs. she could feel them looking behind as she carried on walking, her mood now sour.

mandag, 12:45pm

hartvig nissen courtyard

"so when do I get to meet eva?" liv sat on the table the three occupied in the courtyard as she bit into an apple. isak sat turned in to the two as jonas stared at his phone, his leg bouncing.

"any minute now, actually."

it was only a few seconds before they noticed a group of 5 girls advancing towards their table in the surprisingly warm Norwegian lunchtime they all shared. the penetrators, who sat against a wall, a wall that predictably sat in a place where they could see everyone, eyed them up as they strolled past, their cold yet flirty gazes following them to the iconic trio.

olivia's gaze met none other than chris' as they held it for a few seconds. she couldn't work out what it was; hatred? love? a mix of both? or was it empty? she was the first to look away and to greet the girls while chris' eyes continued to linger on the brunette for just a few more seconds before he felt a strange tug at his heart and tore himself away and back to some random first year's hot Instagram post the guys were drooling over.