Blurred Sentimentality

Detention (Ch. 1)

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Olivia

"Gosh.. I can't find any decent movie." Tay complained, switching the channels on the TV while laying underneath a thin, sky blue, knitted blanket. Her blond, medium-length hair was in a messy knot above her head as her green eyes glowed with the screen's reflection.

"I'm looking forward for a highschool movie, you know I love these things." I grabbed a bottle of orange juice and poured some in a small glass.

"Isn't your life enough? That Chaz boy is making you cheesier than usual."

"We don't even talk."

"Yet, you daydream about him daily."

I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, pass me some juice" She tried to reach out for the bottle that was next to me on the couch.

"Fatasses need exercise." I chuckled as I grabbed the closed bottle and flung it to the corner of the room.

"You!"

I smiled at her while fluttering my eyelashes.

"You're so mean." She started to fake cry dramatically.

"Oh honey, I am."

"Back to our talk." She rolled her eyes.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion.

"You need to talk to Chaz. It's a now-or-never, Oli. You were literally crushing on this guy ever since the freshman year. Now we're seniors, lady."

"Damn you." I choked on my orange juice.

I turned to face Taylor when she zoned out for a moment. I gave her an expression that said hmm?

"You know what? I'll just do my work." She smiled as she shook her head.

"What?"

"Nothing hun, whatcha wanna watch?"

*

Tay and I walked to our art class together every Friday. This time she was walking a bit slower than usual.

"Why are you so slow?"

She started to look around, as if she was looking for a specific person.

"Tay Tay" I said, in a French accent.

"Oli, see." She seemed anxious.

"I didn't want to tell you earlier but, I heard Kendall talk shit about you-" She continued, but I cut her off.

"I don't care about Kendall. She's just a spoiled brat looking for attention-."

"-To Chaz"

I narrowed my eyes slightly as my mouth fell open.

"Bruh?" I raised my index finger in the air as I tried to speak, but nothing came out.

"She said that you're plotting on stealing his underwear. He seemed concerned." She continued, biting her lips in worry.

"Whoa-ho-ho" My eyes widened and my mouth fell to the floor.

"I know.."

"Okay, what the hell?!" I shouted.

I always knew that Kendall didn't like me for some reason, and that she talked shit about three quarters of the school, but to Chaz? What? Me? Whattt? I definitely need to tell Chaz that I'm not doing any such thing as this. I don't want him to think that I'm a creep, or an obssessed stalker that has a collection of men's underwears.