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Chapter 11.
"She's the kind of girl who'll smash herself down In the night She's the kind of girl who'll fracture her mind `Till it's light She'll break her own heart" -Regina Spektor
"Move over, flannel!" Olivia demanded, as she looked down at Judith and her hideous shirt. "Hey, what's your problem?" Judith was immediately pissed off at the bitchy cheerleader. "It's ok. This is Olli's cousin. Olivia, right?" Christian asked. Olivia nodded and then stared once again at Judith with taunting eyes and a fake smile; waiting for her to move. Judith stared back, trying to seem...not intimidated. It didn't work. Olivia saw right through the other girl and she let her enlightenment be known verbally with a rude, "Well?" Olivia folded her arms. Judith's eyes darted from the mean girl to her best friend, whom she was sure, would defend her from the bully. Christian gave Judith a, `just do it' face, as his anticipation started to build.
/ Mother: Don't make that face, Oliver. I'm not the one you should blame. You bring everything upon yourself. /
"Fine!" Judith dramatically pushed her chair back and stood up in a huff, arms wrapped tightly around her offended body. "Come sit by me, Judith. I have to tell you about a dream I had." Judith almost fainted when Constantin uncharacteristically addressed her. She fluttered over to his side of the table, happily pulled up a seat next to him and stared intently into his eyes. "Dream?" She asked dorkily, as she awkwardly leaned a rosy cheek onto the palm of her hand, trying not to seem too interested.
/ Father: Your mother tells me you're not eating. Fine by me, but you can at least make an effort with her, Oliver. She is you mother. /
Once in her stolen seat, Olivia turned to Christian and spoke. "Do you have any money for food? I'm starving." Christian looked back at her with wide eyes, before answering. "Umm, in a minute. First let's talk about Olli." He couldn't hold in his smile. "Yeah, yeah. We'll get to that, but how do you expect a girl to talk, when she's about to waste away?" Christian hid his anger the best he could, as he got out his wallet. "Ok, how much do you want?"
/ Mother: Here...this way you won't be behind with you studies when you transfer to another school. /
"I only want a salad and maybe a muffin." Christian tried to hand Olivia some cash, but she wouldn't take it. "Could you go get it for me? I really do feel weak." Christian was flabbergasted, but he reluctantly stood up to fetch Olivia's food. The loud noise his chair made as he angrily abandoned it caused some of his tablemates to cringe. "And a bottled water...with a straw...and make sure it's the kind that bends!" Olivia called out after Christian and then turned her attention to the dumbfounded faces, glaring at her from around the table. "What?" She asked innocently, as she got out her compact and applied a little powder to her nose.
/ Mother: Do you know how terrible it is, not being able to trust your own son? Oliver, are you listening to me? /
Christian quickly returned with Olivia's tray of food and set it down in front of her. "Where's the fork?" She asked crossly as she searched the tray. "Oh, here." Christian set Olivia's fork to the right of her food, after realizing it was in his hand. "You know? I'm suddenly not that hungry anymore." Olivia said devilishly, as she pushed the food away. "I'm starting to think this is some kind of game to you!" Christian's patience was wearing thin. "What are you talking about?" Olivia acted as if she were clueless.
/ Father: I'm going away for a while. If I hear that you've disobeyed your mother again, believe me...you won't be happy on the day that I return. /
"Let's just get this discussion over with so we can go back to not knowing each other!" As the words left his mouth, Christian almost regretted them...almost. Olivia smiled when she saw the reaction she had produced in Christian, but inside she was kicking herself for ruining the one chance she had, to make these people her friends. To make up for her rotten attitude without actually apologizing, Olivia reached forward and grabbed the plump, blueberry muffin off of the tray. She looked at Christian as she took a huge bite and smiled. "Happy now?" She asked with her mouth full. "Ecstatic." Christian answered, though he was anything but. Olivia swallowed before leaning into Christian. "Ok then. Here's the plan..."
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