
The life of Olivia Brooks was a strange one; she was never a cheery person as a child, she never had more than three friends. Now, she's the life of the party, always going having a boyfriend, but never a committed relationship. She never really wanted one 'till she met him. The boy that may change her life forever. Will they just be friends or something more?
Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,931 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 03-26-13 - Published: 11-01-12 - id: 8663675
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A/N: Please don't kill me! I know it's a very short update, but I just needed to finish this chapter, so I could go eat. Plus so I could have a good place to start the next chapter!
Dave laughed. "I didn't really ring, I coughed." he laid his back against the door frame, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Wow. You don't have to get all technical on me sweetheart." she tried ignoring the fact that he was practically flaunting his body. Which was pretty nice… "So what is it that you want, that you just felt the need to come over here with no clothes on basically."
"Well, I just heard this blasting music as I got out of the shower, so I decided to go check it out," he smirked. "oh and nice choice of song."
"So this is what I'm getting out of what you're saying. You thought it was a good idea to just come over to my room with just some underwear on, so you could try and impress me?" she laughed at the fact that she was totally right. "
"Wait, what?" he stood up straight now. "That is totally not why! How could you accuse me of that?"
Olivia felt bad for the guy; thinking that being from Boston got him all the girls, but he would need to learn that Minnesota girls don't like Boston guys. For various reasons. First off, they're complete arrogant jerks who didn't know what the difference of confidence and cockiness was. Second of all, they think that you can get by in life just by how you look. "Come on! Don't you play stupid with me! You know that's why you came over here." she stared at him, crossing her arms. "I thought you would be smarter than that Silk, but I guess not."
He stood there staring at her, not saying one word. Then out of nowhere he heard a parade of laughter. His head turned towards the noise to notice OC standing just outside the elevator. Silk looked towards Olivia who had her head in her palm. "You should probably go now Dave," she said, pushing the door shut. She could still hear the laughter of Jack coming from outside the door; she tried pushing it out of her mind, turning up the music even louder. He was cute no doubt, but not really her type. She liked the shy, mysterious boys better. The ones that didn't walk around flaunting their bodies to every girl that walked by them.
"So Davey, what the hell were you doing?" OC asked, trying not to let out another laugh.
"Nothing," he muttered, putting his face directly into the pillow.
"Ahhh come on man! Just tell me, it's not like I'm gonna go tell the guys or anything!"
Dave looked up from the pillow giving OC a 'yeah right' look.
"Okay, maybe I would tell everyone, but that's beside the point. Why would you even like, I don't what to do with you Davey."
He sighed. "Let's just stop talking about it, okay?"
Jack laughed. "Sure,"
They quickly veered away from the topic by talking about hockey. Silk was pretty embarrassed, he knew he shouldn't have done it, but his body took over his mind and there was nothing he could do about it.
Hours later all the boys came back, most of them were drunk with the exception of the designated drivers. As they stumbled up the stairs towards their rooms, they all stopped in the middle of the hallway to find Olivia leaving OC and Rizzo's room. She turned towards the boys, smiling and waving.
"Hey boys!" Most of them slurred their hellos while the non-drunks pushed them along past the brunette. "A little tipsy I see."
Eric Strobel laughed. "Yeah, I guess bringing them to a bar wasn't such a good idea."
She laughed along with him, turning into her open doorway. "Just get 'em to bed; you don't want them to go to practice without sleep and a hangover."
"Yeah… Herb wouldn't like that too much," he smiled, walking past her. "Goodnight!"
"Da- I mean Herb won't like that too much..." she mentally scolded herself. "You too!" She entered her small little dorm, turning into the kitchen, and pulling open the fridge. She pulled out a bottle of water and unscrewed the cap, taking a big gulp. After making it to her bedroom, she put on her pajamas and slipped under her covers, closing her eyes.
Hope you enjoyed it! Review please! Next update will be tomorrow or Tuesday.
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