alone

Chapter 8

{Olives POV}

I slouched down and waited for the other people to arrive.

I leaned my head against the back of the wood chair and closed my eyes.

About 5 minutes later someone sat down. I didn't look to see who it was though.

"Hi." He had a voice like an angel. It was raspy but not too raspy.

"Uh, hi," I awkwardly replied, my eyes were still closed.

"I haven't seen you here before!"

That was when I finally opened my eyes and oh lord do I wish I had done it sooner.

He couldn't have been older than 18 and he had shaggy brown hair that was the color of coffee. His eyes. Oh my god his eyes. They were the color of the sky. His jawline was perfect and his teeth we're the color of clouds on a sunny day. He wore a gray t-shirt with denim jeans and he made the whole room look better.

I sat up straight an placed my hands in my lap.

"Oh yeah! I'm new here!"

"Well nice to meet you new here!"

I giggled a bit and looked down.

"So what's your real name?"

"Olive," I replied "but you can call me Liv."

"Oh well then see you around Liv."

He leaned back in his chair and waited for the group leader.

Suddenly group seemed to get a lot better.