I held an arm in front of Olivia, blocking her advance.

"What's wrong?" she asked as I moved in front of her.

"Keith."

She gasped as Keith came into her view.

"Hey, I was looking for you!" the delinquent said, waving at Olivia.

"What for?" Olivia asked, tilting her head at him.

"I just wanted to talk."

I laughed. "If you end up talking, it'll be a once sided conversation."

"Hey, I'm a great listener! I heard you talking about boring history stuff a moment ago."

I leered at him. "You know what I mean!"

"It's fine," Olivia said, patting my arm. She smiled at Keith. "So, you wanted to talk, huh? Do you anything about makeup?"

Keith scrunched his nose. "I don't want to talk about girly stuff!"

Olivia put a hand on her face and sighed. "Aww, thought you said that you wanted to talk."

"I do, but not about that," he said, averting his gaze. His cheeks were red.

Olivia giggled. "Then what do you wish to talk about?"