Olivia

Girl Almighty

Above is a picture of who I imagine Olivia as. You can imagine her as anyone though.
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"Let's have another toast to the girl almighty."

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It was about 8:45 at night, and I was trying to finish an important paper that was due tomorrow. The coffee shop is very quiet at this time, which is nice.

All of a sudden I feel a small tap on my shoulder. I turn around, and I see a guy with curly hair and sharp green eyes. He smiles at me and waves.

"Uh.... Hi?" I say questioning his presence.

"You look like you needed a new cup of coffee." He smiles and offers me a cappuccino.

"Um, no thanks. I gotta go. Sorry." I say. I stand up and see the smile erase from the boys feature. Before he could say anything I grab my stuff and head out into the chilly air.

I didn't mean to be short with the guy back at the coffee shop. I just don't want to get to know a guy, or even talk to one anymore after what happened. Ever since Toby died I closed everyone I love off. My best friend Samantha tried to support me, but I didn't even want to talk to her anymore. I regret that a lot, so I fixed my mistake up about a year ago, and we're as close as ever.

My parents were there for me a lot, although they aren't your typical "Mom and Dad" they're still there for me. In fact I don't even have a mom I have two dads. My two dads were my only comfort I had when Toby passed. I did shut them out, but that didn't stop them from trying. They gave me space, and at the same time they made sure I wasn't completely lonely.

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My roommate was in our dorm room singing at the top of her lungs. She looked like she was having fun. I haven't heard genuine fun in a long time. I was jealous.

"Hi Kayla." I say.

Kayla freezes and turns around to look at me. Her cheeks are a bright shade of red, and she shakes her red hair in front of her face.

"I'm so embarrassed right now." Kayla says.

"Don't worry about it." I chuckle loudly.

"Where'd you go by the way?" She asks me.

"Oh, I went to the coffee shop." I say. "Sorry I didn't invite you, I wasn't thinking."

"It's all good." She smiles.

I smile back, and walk over to my bed. I flop back and let myself cuddle into the warmth of blankets.

"Do you want to go to a party with me?" Kayla suddenly asks. 

"No thanks." I reply.

"Pleeeeaaase." She bribes.

"No. I'll go next time. I swear." I say.

"Ugh. Fine." She gives in and heads into the bathroom.

About ten minutes later she comes out dressed in ripped skinny jeans, with a navy blue crop top. She's actually really pretty, and I'm sorta jealous of it. I don't have any reason to be I know I'm not ugly. I just lack confidence, and that is something Kayla has a lot of.

"You look nice." I compliment.

"Thank you!" Kayla exclaims.

"Have fun at the party!" I reply.

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*A few years ago*

"I'm so sorry." I say when I bump into someone in the halls my school.

"No, it's my fault." A deep voice says. I look up to see a gorgeous pair of blue eyes looking back at mine.

For a moment I completely freeze. His beauty took me by surprise. He had black hair that made his blue eyes stand out. He wore all black that made him seem like a "Bad boy" but by the way he talked he sounded like a complete angel.

"Here let me help you." He said squatting down to help me pick up my things that were scattered against the highschools floor.

"Thanks." I smile at him.

He reciprocates the smile, and hands me my belongings. Chills ran up my hand causing me to shiver under his touch. I don't believe in things like love at first sight, but I definitely felt something I've never felt before.

"What class do you have next?" He asks.

"Um lunch. What about you?" I ask.

"Same," he smiles. "Want to grab food together?" He asks nervously.

"Yeah," I beam. "That seems lovely."

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I wake up with a bittersweet smile on my face. I love dreaming about Toby, but when I wake up I remember everything that happened. I don't want to remember the bad parts of our relationship, only the late nights we shared together, the romantic dates he took me on, the passion we shared in the bedroom. I don't want to forget that, but I also don't want to remember the fear, the pain I felt in my heart when I saw him sick in bed, or how I felt so helpless I couldn't do anything to help him.

Tears threaten to fall from my eyes, but I refuse to let my weakness beat me.

I'm strong.

I'm beautiful.

I'm strong.

I'm beautiful.

I'm st-

My thoughts are cut off by the loud cheers of a girl. Kayla is back.

She yanks the door open she seems like she's trying to be quiet, but alas she is failing. She slams the door shut, and in the process she knocks a picture frame off the wall onto the ground completely shattering it.

"Oops." She giggles loudly.

"Oh wait," She says. "I'm supposed to be quiet." She giggled loudly again.

At this point I choose to ignore it, so I put my headphones in, and fall asleep to the sound of Ed Sheerans sweet voice. Hopefully it will be better in the morning.

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The first chapter is done. I hope you like it. I really don't like it, but oh well.

-Hannah.