I was daydreaming about Collin when I felt someone tapping me on my back and saying,"Olivia! Olivia!" I spun quickly around to see my best friend in the whole world, well, my only friend in the whole world, Ollie. Ollie was a lot like me. He was short and tiny. He had dark hair and freckles that dotted his nose.Even our names were similar. Many mistook us for twins.
"Oh, hi, Ollie!"
I quickly went back to staring at Collin. Ollie was looking at the floor, though, and he started to stammer,"So, Olivia. Y'know that the dance is coming up. I was wondering....."
Ollie quickly looked up and noticed that I was staring at Collin.
"Isn't he amazing?!" I said, lovesick.
"What? Oh you still like Collin?"
"Like?!" I said, grabbing Ollie's shoulders, shaking him gently. "I just don't like him. I love him, Ollie! I'm in love!" I threw my hands up and sighed as Collin walked down the hall.
"Oh, you do?" Ollie said, blushing. He looked down at his feet.
"Well, he is perfect."
Ollie was still looking at his feet.
"I guess so," he said quietly.
And he walked away. Did I do something wrong?