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a/n:I  have completely rewritten the entire book, each chapter one by one. I'm posting chapters in proportions, i'm really sorry but you'll have to reread as a lot has change, but noah and olivia are still very much the love interests and they still hate each other.

Being in my last year of school, didn't make me more motivated to go, in fact it probably got rid of the small motivation I had of wanting to go completely. But nonetheless, I got out of bed and switched my alarm off to get ready for the last year of Pacific high.

Summer was fun, I spent most of it out with my best friend and as much as I wanna reminisce over that time, I can't because I'm going to be late. I knocked on the bathroom door out of annoyance because everyone knows this is the time I use the shower, well more like banged.

"Franco!" I yell when I didn't get a response from him. "Five minutes!" he shouted back, I know that he's doing this on purpose, he's so aggravating and he knows it. I head downstairs whilst I wait for him to come out and I'm met with my dad having the television on in the background with his laptop in front of him, aggressively typing.

"Morning papa" I drag myself out to say because I'm still so tired. "Morning..." he pauses looking slightly up from his screen. "You look like hell" he blurts out. "Papa!" I exclaim and he laughs. "This is your fault you know" I inform him. "How so?" he responds with his eyes glued back onto the screen.

"You created Franco, imagine how peaceful it would be without him" I tell him. "I heard that" I hear Franco call out and turn around, and lo and behold there he is. "I'm glad, you were supposed to" I let him know and he rolls his eyes. "The more time you spend arguing with him, the less time you'll have left to get ready for school" dad announces and it hits me. "Oh shit" I mutter and jolt to the bathroom.

I spent a good fifteen minutes in the shower and was highly debating if I should even go or not at this point, but once I was out drying my hair I decided that I'm already up so I might as well. It didn't take me too long to get ready, so I was out my room pretty fast. I ran downstairs and into the living room to grab Franco's car keys.

"Hey what the fuck are you doing with my keys?" he shouts and I hold them up in the air. "If you want them back, you'll have to drop me off to school" I smirk and he looks done with me. "You have a driver, use him" he replies and I shake my head. "No I feel bad" I tell him and he chuckles, "You feel bad making him do his job?" he asks and I simply nod.

"But you don't feel bad blackmailing you to drop me" he says and I nod again. "Absolutely right" I smile and I can see there's still a little bit of fight left in him, but dads phone ringing disrupts our argument. He gets up and puts his laptop on the couch and sighs, "Franco drop your sister to school and Olivia eat your breakfast before you go" he tells us and kisses my cheek before answering his phone call and going into business mode.

I go into the kitchen which is interconnected to the living room and grab a toast that I'm guessing Franco made for himself and I run out of the apartment before he can yell at me for it and argue about dropping me off. I make my way to the lift and hear footsteps behind me and pinpoint it to Franco.

We both get into the lift together and I press on the ground floor, "I can't pick you up" he says as we're waiting to reach the last floor. "I know, I only need you to drop me off" I tell him, but I know as stubborn and annoying he is, or we both are to each other, if I did ask him to pick me up he would figure out a way.