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 boyfriend

Olivia seems pretty intent on letting everyone know that she has a boyfriend, so maybe that'd be a good place to start. The two of you sit down and take your lunches out.

"So, tell me about this boyfriend of yours. You must really like him if you keep mentioning him."

You say as you pull out some food. Olivia seems rather surprised that you would ask her such a question, but doesn't seem reluctant to answer.

"Why are you interested in Brent?"

She asks. You shrug in response. It's not that you're interested in him, you just need some sort of starting ground with her.

"So, I take it Brent is his name then?"

You ask, sidestepping her question.

"Well, it is, but you didn't answer me."

She replies. It seems she's pretty aware of these kinds of things, in contrast with her aloof manner.

"I was just wondering what kind of guy you liked is all."

You reply. Though, you instantly realize that could be taken in a different way than you had intended. Olivia looks at you with the same passive face she usually makes, before eating some more of her food. If she noticed that what you said could be interpreted as you liking her, she isn't showing it.

"I'll give you the typical girl response. He's handsome, tall, strong, and he actually asked me out."

She says. You question if him asking her out is a quality a girl would typically give, but roll with it.

"So he's not smart then?"

You ask with a laugh.

"No, though that seems to be a common issue with guys."

She responds with a glare. If you didn't know better, you'd think she's implying you're an idiot. Thinking you need to divert attention away from yourself, you decide to change the topic.

"Yeah haha, Ian's a pretty smart guy though isn't he?"

You say. Olivia looks away from you.

"He is, unlike some guys I know."

She responds, standing up.

"I need to go now."

She continues, hurriedly picking up her things and walking away.

"Alright, seeya later Olivia."

You say as she walks away. She briefly pauses her walk to give you a small wave, before leaving the cafeteria. You don't really know if you can really consider this a success in learning more about her, but at least she's a bit more familiar with you now....you think.

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.