Thinking it over, you decide it's better if you don't miss school today. You'd miss your chance to talk to Olivia or Allison if you did after all.

"Sorry, I think I'll just go to school, Ian. See ya."

You say, walking onwards without him.

"Alright then, your loss man. Later."

Ian replies with shrug and a wave. He then turns and goes his own way. The walk to school is uneventful, and surprisingly when you arrive you find that Allison isn't there in your first class. Olivia is there as per normal, and she seems to ignore your presence, although you occasionally catch her glancing at you. The class itself is boring, and you start to regret not skipping it with Ian. However, once it ends and you finally have spare time, you jump up and approach the teacher.

"Hey, um, Mr..."

You begin, however the realization hits you that you don't actually know his name, so you quickly just ask your question.

"Why isn't Allison at school today?"

Your teacher looks at you confused.

"Allison?"

He asks. A brief moment of panic comes over you where you think you may have imagined her entirely. Then the teacher begins to speak again.

"Ah, the new girl that joined us yesterday..."

He says. Internally you breathe a sigh of relief, happy to know you haven't gone insane.

"Yes, it appears she is absent today. Strange, she only just started yesterday..."

He continues. You thank him and quickly exit the room. In the hall, you can see Olivia making her way towards the cafeteria.

You catch up to Olivia

You briskly walk down the hall and catch up with Olivia. As you do, you recall that the last time the two of you talked, she was rather hostile with you.

"Hey Olivia, listen, I'm sorry if I offended you or something."

You say, attempting to mend whatever you broke earlier.

"Can't we just start fresh? Forget whatever I did to make you angry?

You ask hopeful, extending your hand to her. She glances at it, then at you, and sighs.

"Sure, why not. Forgetting things seems to be a pattern for us anyway."

Olivia replies, shaking your hand gently. You smile in response, though her off-hand sarcastic remark confuses you slightly.

"So, where are you headed off to?"

You ask.

"To the lunchroom, it's lunch time after all."

Olivia responds, rather impassively.

"Fair enough, so, mind if I sit with you?"

You ask, hoping you can maybe find out more about her. You're starting to think that your feeling that you knew her was off, but you still want to make sure. She glares at you as the two of you enter the lunchroom.

"You remember I said I had a boyfriend, right?"

She asks.

"Of course."

You say, not dissuaded in the slightest.

"Then fine, we can sit together."

You smile, relieved that she agrees to sitting together. As you approach your seats, you think over what you should talk to her about.

You ask about her past

At this point you decide you shouldn't pry into her love life, so you ask her about her past. You pose the question, and she looks at you with a hostile expression that leads you to believe you may be entering a risky topic.

"My past? Why do you care?"

She asks.

"Just curious is all. I can tell you about my past first if that helps..."

You reply defensively. Olivia stares at you angrily, which you take to mean you better start talking.

"A-alright then. Well, I grew up in this city until I was about...let's see now, twelve I think. Then my sister got accepted into some fancy private school, and we had to move about an hour away. I still remember that we had to pick up and pack in like a day with no real notice. While in this other city my father...passed away."

You say, remembering him. Your father was by no stretch the greatest father ever, but he was able to pay you attention from time to time and had no large faults, so you have fond memories of him. Olivia's expression gets a bit softer, probably because she feels bad that she had you bring up a sad topic. You continue on as normal.

"Then my sister got accepted into another private school, that private high school in this town. So, we moved back here after being gone for six years. Once I came back I met Ian, though I haven't seen any of my old friends..."

You finish, remembering that you did have some friends that you left behind originally, but you never did find them. Come to think of it, with how fast you left you're not even sure if you had to say goodbye to them to begin with. Olivia looks at you, seeming like she wants to say something.

"I see..."

Is all she manages to say thought. You're not sure why, but it seems like the topic has gotten her a tad depressed. She packs up her lunch and stands.

"I have to go now...talk to you later."

She says. You give her a wave goodbye, but feel a bit disappointed she didn't talk about herself at all. You sigh and exit the cafeteria, deciding to try asking her about her past some other time. The rest of the day goes by without much happening, and when you arrive home nothing exciting happens either. The night passes and you lay in your bed, staring at your alarm clock, quite pleased that tomorrow is a Saturday.