Just For Me

Three

This is what imagine Oliver looking like👆👆

Olly's P.O.V

I couldn't stop staring at her all through Health Sciences. I'm sure she noticed, but I tried my hardest to make sure she was oblivious. It was a mystery to me how she could just toss her hair up in a messy bun and still look absolutely stunning. What is happening to me? I've never liked a girl like this before...

Right then Lucy glances up at the board to write something down and I quickly shift my eyes back to my paper. Ms. LaPlante comes around and hands us some diagrams to study and label. With one look at the paper I am able to remember where everything is after looking at the board. I think I have a photographic memory, but I'm not sure. My mom says I do but I don't care enough to ask a specialist. I just know that I can somehow remember everything without actually studying it. Most people find it interesting but a lot of other people are just pissed about it because it seems like I have to do no work to pass the class while they have to work nights basically to get their work done.

"Why aren't you writing anything down?" I hear a hint of curiosity but she tries to mask it with disapproval.

"I already have it written down up here," I say, tapping my finger on the side of my forehead. She rolls her eyes (another constant habit I see she has) and continues to take notes. Her hair shakes a little when she moves. She props her head up on the heel of her hand and looks back at the notes on the board. I can see that her vibrant green eyes are bordered by her lashes that have a thin layer of mascara on them. I study her face and notice that she isn't wearing any makeup besides the mascara. I guess she really is naturally beautiful.

"Oliver Tracen I can feel you staring at me." She spits her words out from her clenched teeth. I am quick to look back to my paper and I can feel heat creeping up my neck. Am I blushing? Is that even possible? Damn hormones. This has never happened to me. I didn't even know guys could blush.

"Sorry," I say quietly. She looks up with a sly smile.

"Am I really that intimidating?" Lucy asks in a mischievous tone. I scoff.

"Yeah right. I'm just being a decent person. Nothing wrong with that last time I checked." I reply. She just smiles playfully and continues to write.

"Hey, I don't know if Ty already told you, but his boyfriend Finn is having a party at his place tommorow night..." I try to imply the question but it seems like she wants to make it difficult for me.

"Uhuh," she doesn't look up from her paper, which bothers me. I take a deep breath and sit up straighter.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go with me, like, as a date." This is when she scares me. She stops writing and glares at me.

"I'm not one of your tag along girls Oliver. I don't do that." She grunts, "Wouldn't you be taking that other girl anyways? I mean, she acts likes you're her boyfriend."

"Do I hear jealousy?" I wiggle my eye brows and she kicks me under the table. I grunt but try not to disrupt the class.

"Sorry, sorry. First of all, no, I am not dating Lilah so I'm not bringing her. And second, you are not just a tag-along girl. Would you please just consider it?" She exhales dramatically.

"Fine. But it won't be a date! I'll just hang out with you and see how it goes." I smirk and reach my hand out to shake hers. I find her hand to be suprisingly rough, unlike most girls' hands.

"Deal." I flip over her hand before she can pull it away and I shove a strip of paper into it. She wisely stuffs the paper into the pocket of her jeans before professor LaPlante can see her.

I smile at her and she smiles back. This one is genuine. I like it.

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Lucy's P.O.V.

Even though I will myself not to get excited, I still get butterflies. It's not that I like him or anything, I'm just excited to go on a date since I haven't been on one in a long time, or at least that's what I'm telling myself.

Elle turns to me as she holds her hair for a second while it's wrapped around the curling iron, "I really hope some of the cute guys from school are there! I am also in dire need of a boyfriend." I roll my eyes.

"Yeah right. You're more fun when you're single." I joke. She lightly punches me in he arm.

"Shut up."

I go into my room to change into some black booty shorts (not usually what I wear but ok) and a white crop top with a black Adidas logo on the front. I put on some cute, black, heeled combat boots and laced then up tight.

I look in the mirror and decide to put on a black halter-necked bra to tease Oliver. I put my shirt back on after changing and look at myself again. Good.

I decide to just put my hair up in a high ponytail instead of actually trying like Elle. I put another layer of mascara on and call it good.

"I'll drive." I say as I pick up my wallet and phone.

"Sure. Why do you always drive?" She asks, suspiciously. I actually laugh out loud.

"You seriously haven't guessed yet? Well first, you always get super drunk and sometimes go home with a guy, and I don't want to have to find you making out with some dude and have to ask you where your keys are. Also I'm just a better driver in general." I explain.

"Well, you have a point. But I definitely don't drive as fast as you." She laughs and I just glare at her.

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As soon as we get there I can hear pounding music that is clearly being blasted around the house. The actual house looks beautiful, with large white pillars holding up a balcony over the large double doors. The most of it is grayish and white textured brick with white-paned windows. We walk up to the front doors and before I can even knock, Ty opens the door, grinning at us.

"Heyyyyy guys!!" He says slurring his words. I turn to Elle and whisper loud enough for Tyler to hear,

"Oh my god, we haven't even gone in yet and Tyler's already drunk." I laugh and Elle laughs along.

"Hey! What are you guys saying? No I'm not?" He argues. Finn comes up behind Ty and gently leads him aways by his arm.

"Sorry! Thanks for coming guys!" He takes Ty aways but I see someone else come over to us.

"Hey Lucy. Elle." He nods at us.

"Ooh! Imma go check out that hottie over there! See ya guys!" Wow. Thanks Elle. Leave me alone with the enemy.

Oliver walks up to me and stands a little closer than I was comfortable. His Adam's apple is at my eye level. I look up into his eyes. Damn, those are some amazing eyes. He smirks when I blush because of how close he is. Oliver leans his head down to my ear and whispers,

"We still doing this date thing?" I struggle to keep my breath even and act like he isn't affecting me.

"Remember, I said we'll just see how it goes." I turn, leaving him behind me and walk into the next room.