• One week later:

    One week later and we still hated each other. Probably more then last week! Everyone asked us questions about dating and how we figured out we were so called ‘in love’. We made up a lot as we went. Zane was being a totally jerk to me! Outside of school that is. We were like brother and sisters fighting.

    “Honey!” Zane cooed coming to my locker. I smiled but I gritted my teeth together.

    “Zaney!” I said nicknaming him. He glared for a moment then lean against me on the locker. I hated when he did this!

    “How was your day?” he asked. I pinched his side to get him off me but he just jumped and smirked.

    “Fine baby, now can we go home?” people were smiling and laughing at us.

    “Nah, I thought I’d just leave you like this…its much more relaxing.”

    “Ooh! Go Walker! He’s got Taylors pinned on the locker!” a friend of his shouted. I smiled but it was forced. He saw and grinned. His leg was pinning my leg. Finally I went for another attempt. I put my arms on his shoulder and grabbed his hair forcefully. He gave out a squeal but smiled.

    “Olivia,” he said.

    “Kiss, kiss, kiss!” they chanted. He smirked.

    “Not going to happen,” I whispered and pulled at his hair.

    “Ow, ow, ow,” he whined.

    “Let me go,” he huffed and pulled back.

    “Awe!” I laughed.

    “Let’s go baby.” I grabbed his arm and he squeezed it tightly. I winced and he smirked. See! We were always at each other’s throat. We walked out of the school Zane and me, trying to kill the other’s hand.

    “Hey!” Kendra said running over to us. I clenched my teeth.

    “Hey,” I managed to say. Grant smiled and waved from his car. I nodded. Ugh! They act like nothing is wrong! They don’t even look the slightest bit jealous. This wasn’t working!

    “Do you guys want to go to the movies or something this weekend?” I looked at Zane who looked panic for a second then regained himself.

    “Sure Kendra,” he said calmly. She looked up at him and swallowed a little.

    “O-oh ok.” she stuttered. “Then we’ll meet at theater at 8 tomorrow night?” I nodded. She left quickly and I looked at Zane who watched after me with a smug look.

    “What’d you do?” I asked. He looked down at me.

    “I think she misses me.” I laughed and dropped his hand and started toward his car. “What? She was! She was looking all over me!” I laughed again and got in the car. He got in too and we started for my house.

    “Are you staying?” I asked. He shook his head.

    “No, I can’t. My mom is having a friend over and she wants me to meet him.” I frowned.

    “Him? You never talk about your mom.” He shrugged.

    “She’s a great woman. My, um, my dad left when I was about 10 so I take care of her. And she dates every once in a while.” his words were quiet and sad and somehow I respected him.

    “That’s nice,” I said watching him. He shrugged again.

    “Sure, I guess.” I bit at my bottom lip.

    “Actually it really is.” I said sincere. He laughed.

    “So what now? You’re going to go telling people I’m some momma’s boy?” he snorted. I frowned.

    “No, I wouldn’t do that.” We made eye contract and we both froze. He quickly adjusted his eyes to the road.

    “Thanks,” he said quietly again. I nodded.

    We got to my house and I saw my parent’s car parked in the driveway.

    “Oh crap their home.” I mumbled. Zane laughed. We got out and walked to the front door. I went in and mom and dad were in the kitchen talking. “Mom? Dad?” I called.

    “Oh sweetie!” mom came running out but stopped short as she saw me and Zane plus my different clothes. “You’re a girl!” my mouth dropped and Zane burst out laughing.

    “Yeah, mom I actually am. Thanks!” I yelled.

    “Oh I didn’t mean it like that!” she said waving at me. She came over and gave me a big hug. “You look so pretty!” she gushed. My mom had my hair color but more bimbo like. Fake boobs. Fake nails, fake hair extensions. I was the opposite of my mother. “Zane, it’s a surprise to see you. Are Grant and Kendra coming over?” she asked. My heart dropped a little realizing she didn’t know.

    “Actually mom,” I looked back at Zane who was speechless for once. He looked me in the eyes and nodded. “Grant and I broke up and now Zane and I are together.” she raised an eyebrow.

    “You’re the Walker kid right?” my dad said behind my mom. He nodded.

    “Yes sir,” he extended a hand and my dad looked impressed for a moment. They shook hands.

    “Awe well that’s sad but don’t worry Zane we like you.” she gave him a pinch with her fingers on his cheek and he grinned widely at me. I rolled my eyes and started for the stairs not caring if he was coming. I went to my room and I heard him skipping up the stairs.

    “You’re mom is hot!” he said coming in my door. I turned around to him and gave out a dramatic sigh.

    “You would!” I said and shook my head.

    “Your mom loves me!” he said and wiggled an eyebrow at me. “When we split up I’m going for her!” my mouth dropped and he came over and fell down onto my bed.

    “Aren’t you going to get together with Kendra?” he looked at me for a second then looked away and shrugged. I hit his leg to move it and got my history book out from under it. “Don’t you have to go home?” I asked and sat down. His leg hit my back and I rolled my eyes.

    “Not right now. I want to annoy you more.” I looked back at him. He had his arms crossed under his head and he grinned.

    “Well I’m going to bore you because I’m doing homework.”

    “You bore me anyhow,” I scrunched up my face. He laughed. I sighed and looked at my book. I pulled off my sandals and threw them in the corner. I pulled my hair back into a pony tale trying to get it out of my face then started reading in my book. “It’s going to be weird tomorrow.” Zane clarified.

    “You think?” I muttered.

    “I think we should make out in the movie.” I scoffed.

    “Like I told you, no! I’m not doing that!” he rolled his eyes up at me.

    “They aren’t getting jealous or didn’t you realize that?!” he yelled.

    “I know that! Maybe it’s just because they are ok with it. Maybe we should just give it up.” I sighed. He rolled his eyes.

    “You’re so damn dramatic.” he said putting his fingers on the bridge of his nose.

    “No I’m being logic!” he shook his head his eyes closed.

    “Well logic doesn’t always work!” he opened his eyes and looked at me. They were blazing like a blue fire. My heart beat started going faster.

    “F-fine,” I said giving in. He looked surprised.

    “But I don’t want to like make out make out just like kiss once or twice. Ewe I can’t believe I just said that!” he looked bored.

    “Yeah, same here but I want Kendra back.” I looked at him and could see he was mad. Why would he be? But see Olivia. He just wants her back. So just kiss him once or twice and you have Grant back. Now worries.

    “Ok, but don’t like…” I tried to explain but I couldn’t. He laughed.

    “What? Don’t what? I know how to kiss stupid. I probably better then you.” I gasped. “You’re such a jerk! Probably not! I’ll show you how to kiss you little a**.” he raised an eyebrow but did object.

    “Well then come on then. Show me.” he said getting comfortable on the bed.

    “I don’t think so!—“

    “Dry lips,” I gritted my teeth together.

    “Fine!” I dropped my books to the floor and got on the bed. I straddled him and his eyes got wide. I smirked.

    “This is how you kiss,” I leaned down and he stared up at me. I can’t believe I’m doing this! Get a hold of yourself Olivia! Get off him and tell him you’re done with this whole fake relationship! I couldn’t. His lips looked so soft and sweet. I leaned down and he lifted his head a little. Our lips touched softly and my stomach did flips. They were soft. I forced open his lips and sucked on his top lip not that he was struggling. Now this is showing him! His hands wrapped themselves around my waist holding me closer. They were burning me. His lips, his hands….a moan almost escaped my mouth but I held it in. He tasted of peppermint and cigarettes. I didn’t want to end the kiss and I could tell he didn’t want to either. My breath was loosing quickly, my head getting foggy. Really what I wanted to do was take off—

    “Honey I was—“ I jumped back and stared at my mother at the door. Her eyes were wide then she smiled. “Oh I’m sorry sweetie,” I looked down at Zane and he grinned up at me his hands closer to my butt. I slapped his hands and got off him.

    “No mom, it’s not what you think.”

    “No, no its ok honey,” I shook my head my eyes wide.

    “No I was just…he was….Zane go home!” I finally yelled turning around to him. He laughed and sat up.

    “She just can’t think right after we kiss. I’m glad I have that affect on her,” I glared at him. He got his jacket and backpack.

    “Sorry Mrs. Taylor,” he said sweetly. He looked at me, winked then smiled at my mom. “Bye!” he ran out the door and down stairs. My mom chuckled.

    “He really is a sweet boy. I hope you’re being safe too.” I stared at her my mouth open.

    “Mom! I’m not having sex!” she sighed.

    “Honey a mother knows when her daughter is.”

    “Mom please, you don’t know anything about me,” she frowned.

    “Olivia I—“

    “I have homework,” she stopped and nodded. She left. I shut the door and went over to my bed. I heard his car start up and go down the road. I sighed and lay back on the bed. My pillow had a dent in the top and I grabbed it. I smelled it. It smelled like a bittersweet cologne. Zane’s. I licked my lips and still tasted him. Get a hold of yourself girl! With that I put the pillow back and started on my school.