[ Wakanda or America ]

§Chapter 4:New Student§

Olivia's Pov

I run to catch up with Kori as she speed walks through the hallways. But it's difficult to follow her when she's shorter than most of the people here. Puberty hasn't completely caught up to her yet. Yet she has more boobs than me. That, will forever remain a mystery. A very, unfair mystery.

When I finally caught up to her she was walking inside the classroom. Luckily it was empty so that gives me free range to curse her out for what happened on the roof.

I glare at her back and stand with my hands planted firmly on my hips. Waiting patiently for an explanation about her actions. She sighs and turns around with a bored glare crossing her arms. That's not gonna get her out of this one. This is different compared to the other times. This, involved a male. A perverted male that was hitting on her and probably has twice her strength.

"Any time would be nice Kori."

"What exactly do you want me say?"

"Oh, I don't know. How about explaining why the hell you didn't follow our normal procedure when it comes to males in this place?! Didn't you see the way he acted?! He's the definition of a hormonal guy looking to part some elevator doors!"

She covers her mouth with her hand to muffle her laughter. But I could still hear some snickers here and there escaping. I don't understand what she finds so funny. This is no reason to be laughing.

Seeing my lack of amusement her laughter dies down to small chuckles as she regains her breath. Looking at me, she starts to speak as we go to our seats. I just realize we've been standing in the isle for the past three minutes. But that's not important right now.

"Listen to the words you used in your last sentence. And then remember your age."

I raise an eyebrow in confusion before trying to remember what I s—Ohhhh. 'Part some elevator doors.' Now that I think about it, it is pretty funny. I'm here, a 19-year old woman, trying to censor a conversation to an 18-year-old woman, who's more mature than me when it comes to these things. The whole situation does seem amusing.

I couldn't stop my chuckles once they came out and Kori quickly joins in the merriment. How much do I try to mother this girl? And why hasn't she stopped me?

I glance at Kori as she laughs and memories of our time together briefly flash before my eyes. I've known her for a long time and always thought of her as my little sister. To watch over and keep safe from the dangers of the world. We were both fine with it until it got to high school. In those years I truly felt how a parent would when their child leaves the nest I felt like I was losing my friend. It was painful.

'But not nearly as painful as what I'm keeping from her.'

Anyways, I know I have to let Kori grow on her own. I can't treat her like my little one all the time. She has to grow for herself eventually. And I'll be right there supporting her as much as I could.

When Kori finally father's herself all angry thoughts left me as we share a brief glance. All the things she wants to say ar shown in her brown orbs. And just like that, another potential argument has been avoided.

I don't know how she does it. Kori has that special ability to just make everything seem clear with just one look. All of the squad's been affected by this and couldn't for the life of them understand why. Why Kori has so much power. And before you guess, no we don't allow her that privilege.