She has been crushing on Sonya for a year, ogling her on the volleyball court, giggling to herself whenever Sonya so much as looks her way and all but passing out when she got invited to hang out with Sonya and her friends once.

Thank god I was with her or the poor thing would have been unconscious two minutes into the evening. Every time Sonya talks to her, Olivia gets lost in her crush's dark brown eyes, like they are as vast as space itself. As her best friend, it's adorable but as a hell spawn, it's disgusting. I'm not really sure how I feel about it.

"Really?" I ask, dragging out the 'y' until Olivia's eyes begin to twitch in annoyance.

"Yep!" She nods, nodding more and eventually gets up off the bench we're sitting on as if she is getting ready to go on a grand adventure. "I'm gonna do it! I'll tell her and...and..." Then reality must begin to set in because Olivia slowly sits back down, her hands clutching the bench while her eyes grow wide and she stares into the abyss of life. "And she's likely going to reject me, laugh in my face, stomp my sanity and tell me she isn't into girls and especially not me before strutting away with her beautiful black hair flowing in the wind like the queen that she is."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration, don't you think?" I hum, watching Olivia turn to face me with hopeful eyes. I crush that hope with a grin. "I don't think Sonya is the type to strut. It would be a normal walk."

Olivia's head drops. "I hate you."

"No need to sweet talk me, boo."

Olivia is not one to stay depressed though. Like I said earlier, one of us has to be the ball of sunshine and that task falls upon Olivia, who is rather good at it. Her head shoots back up moments before she jabs me in the nose with her finger, likely for revenge. I'm not expecting it so I push myself back to get away from her but she continues to poke me in the face until I swat her hand away with an annoyed hiss.

"What about you?" Olivia asks, bringing her hand back to hold her skateboard that is teetering on the bench, seeming to want to fall off. Her lips form into a thin line before she narrows her eyes on me in a very non threatening manner. "Are you going to talk to Jace?"

What the hell? I thought we were interrogating her, not me. I ain't down for this sort of talk that I know will lead to the same thing it always does.

"About?" I ask, quirking a brow while I rub my nose that has probably grown red thanks to her prodding.

"Your totally adorable crush-"

"Crush?" I grimace at the word, ew, no fucking way. A shiver runs down my spine that makes my entire body eventually follow. "If by crush you mean the fact that I want him to fuck me into oblivion then no, I'm not going to tell him about that."

Olivia ignores the fact that I claimed it isn't a "crush." Ignoring me and my need to make things vulgar in hopes to get rid of my chills, Olivia goes off to talk about my so-called crush. "Come on, you've been crushing on Jace since your sophomore year!"

"Correction, I've wanted to have sex with him since sophomore year," I interject but am ignored. I throw my hands up in disbelief but even that is ignored by Olivia.

Honestly, it's lust, that's all it is. He's fucking hot, I'm horny, I wanna have sex with him, end of story.

"This is your last chance. The boy that you've had your eyes on for years may never be seen again! We're graduating, Mylo. We can't have any regrets! What do you say?" Olivia looks at me with those big puppy dog eyes of hers that often talk me into doing many things I don't originally plan to do. It's hard to say no with her quivering bottom lip, bright eyes and hopeful expression but, honestly, I don't really feel the desire to say no.

It's not like I am worried about how Jace will respond. He's straight so I have accepted the fact that he'd likely be grossed out or try to brush me off, doesn't matter because it doesn't mean anything to me. However, I feel that I have to do as Olivia wishes because I don't want her to have regrets.

Olivia doesn't have much self-confidence regardless of the fact that she is a naturally pretty girl. She has never had herself a girlfriend and has always stuck to me since we were kids. I'm the fiery one, she's the calm one. Well, calm in her own sense.

Even if I am often a sassy little shit that's pessimistic, I'm also funny and friendly. I easily talk to others while Olivia quivers behind me. The only reason she has friends is because I drag her along whether she wants to go or not. It's the only way I can get her to do anything other than skate or bike.

Even when I do try to be the loving best friend who reminds her how great she is, she brushes off my compliments like they are jokes. I'm not sure how things will go with Sonya but I know she is a sweet girl who will never hurt Olivia so if I have to "confess" to Jace so Olivia can get some happiness then...

"Fine," I grunt, flinching at the high pitched squeal followed by some Spanish that I can only assume is full of excitement. Once again, I tear into my ear with my pinky. "Could you not? I like hearing, thanks."

"It's a deal then!" Olivia brings up her hand, holding out her pinky until she sees me offer up the same pinky I used to dig some earwax from my ear seconds earlier. Olivia grimaces, drops her pinky and mumbles something about "gross boys" but quickly shakes her head. "By the end of the day, you better have talked to Jace and I'll have talked to Sonya, promise?"

I continue waving my earwax-covered pinky, waiting for Olivia to make the promise "official" while grinning ear to ear. She's not getting out of this, not without some battle scars.

She grimaces. "Use your other pinky."

"No way, I'm left handed," I argue, blinking my long eyelashes at her in a totally not so innocent way.

"I don't care! There's obviously earwax on your pinky! I can see-" Olivia screams when I suddenly reach for her hand and force the girls pinky to wrap around mine. She pulls her pinky away, waving her hand in the air wildly while claiming that she's going to have to cut it off. I roll my eyes.

"Please, you should be honored to receive anything from my body."

"I can feel the darkness consuming my soul already."

I choose not to mention how that darkness will be brightened later today after she talks with Sonya. Though I'm not sure how the other girl feels I'm confident that Olivia will come out unscathed...and if not then I'll have to cut a bitch but I guess we'll have to wait and see how things play out.