Friends... or Lovers?

Chapter 3

I sat alone at the lunch table, watching everyone around me talk and laugh with their friends.

I wish mine was here to talk to.

No matter what I thought about, my mind came back to Ollie. I thought, what if Ollie got so sick he passed out on the bathroom floor and needs help. Or I thought, what if he got shoved in his locker by a bully. I just couldn't stand the thought of this.

I checked the clock. There was still a good twenty minutes of lunch left. I would go find Ollie.

I ran to the boy's bathroom and knocked on the door. No Ollie.

I went to Ollie's locker. No Ollie.

I went to the library. No Ollie.

I was just about to give up when I saw a small figure standing by my locker. All I could tell of them is that they were fiddling with something in their hands. They then put it up to the locker and ran down the hallway towards me. It was Ollie.

"Hi, Ollie!"

Ollie quickly realized that I was there and went completely white for a split second. He blushed and said,

"Oh, hey Olivia."

"Where have you been?"

"Umm..."

"Well?"

Ollie looked panicked and blurted out, "The bathroom."