I couldn't believe that the boys are actually serious about making Octavius fall in love with me. It was a hopeless and horrible plan.

I couldn't mess with someone's feelings like that. Plus, I couldn't even mess with Octavius's feelings like that anyhow. He was way out of my league, he dated tall girls with long legs like Sybil. Who were adventurous, reckless, fun and wild. I was the exact opposite, I was a plain Jane. And what if he found out about this plan and we're actually in a relationship, or even just good friends.

I'd lose him, and just the thought of that happening made a weird ache pang into my heart.

I shook my head, trying to get rid of what I'm thinking.

As the bell rings for lunch I walk to a back of the old computer lab to switch my shirt. I accidentally got blood all over it. I might or might not have gotten hit by a cheerleaders flying shoe. Blood was everywhere. Luckily I always bring an extra shirt.

I place my backpack down, crouching and take the new shirt. I look around making sure no ones around.

I take off the shirt tossing it on my backpack, as I get ready to put on the new shirt I hear a low whistle. "Ooo, mami! Look at that body." I scream loudly, covering my breasts with the shirt. I look to see Sybil, Dena, and Dana laughing. I quickly put on the knit sweater, it's lilac pastel color lucky went with my white shorts I wore.

The girls giggled and strolled over to me.

Sybil grabbed me after I was finished. "Come on, I think your man can survive one day without you." My heart fluttered. "No-h-he isn't mine." Dana giggled, while Dena looks up at the sky her hands pressed together. "Thank you lord." She mumbles.

Dana shoves her rolling her eyes.

"Well, that's not what everyone thinks." Sybil says with a smirk. I know where this is going, oh god Sybil probably really likes Octavius. "Oh gosh, Sybil. I'm so sorry, I promise Octavius and I are just friends. I tried to tell him hat you might have-" Sybil coos, pulling me down on a grassy hill with her.

"Angel, you're literally the sweetest person I know." She says while pinching my cheek. I growl making the girls cackle.

"Ah, no. Octavius was just a fuck buddy, when we're bored. I'm in love with Jack Quintin." I pass out, rolling all the way down the hill. "J-j-jack Quintin?! My nemesis?" I choke out. Dana and Dena laugh loudly, Sybil playfully rolls her eyes. I crawl back over to them.

"Why Quintin?" I ask gently, pulling out my lunch. Sybil blushed, something I didn't know she could do. I smile warmly.

"H-he's so smart, kind, sarcastic like me, he knows what I'm feeling, makes me feel safe..." She trails off softly.

I smile and she snaps her head towards me, blushing. "A-and I was wondering...if you can please tutor me to make me smart enough to date him." I frown a little, taking her hand in mine. "Sybil, you're smart. You don't need me-" She shakes her head. "No, that bitch Meredith is talking to him using all these big words with him when I'm around, looking at me like I'm stupid. That smart bitch." Sybil growls.

Ah, yes. Meredith Lawson. She's not one of my friendly associates.

She banned me from joining any clubs in school that interested me, hence why I don't have friends since she would tell the other intellectuals that I cheat on all my test.

"Please, Angel. I want to show him I could be like her." I pout but realize she kind of needs his. I sigh and nod my head. "Okay, let's start." She squeals and wraps her arms around me, kissing my cheek.

"Okay, so I'm having trouble with this." The girls showed me all their work that they're having trouble with.

After only fifteen minutes of studying and reviewing the girls groaned and pushed their books away. "My brains hurting!" Sybil whined, I giggled and shook my head. "We could take a break I guess." They all nodded excitedly. "So we heard that you and Octavius almost kissed." I chocked on juice. Dena stood up and tried to get at me.

"I know CER! I can handle this!" Dana slaps her head, "It's CPR you idiot! Ugh I can't believe we're almost the same person!" Dena gives Dana a goofy look making her chuckle a little.

"Um, I don't know what-" Sybil snickers. "Angel, there are eyes everywhere. And, Octavius's little matchmakers blabbed about it to us." I shove my sandwich down my throat. "So give us the details!" Dana screamed, I jumped swallowing my food. I looked around at their eager faces.

"Okay, so it all started with Gloria...and Miss Bird Nest." I growl out. As I tell the story and finish it the girls are rolling around in laughter, tears coming out there eyes.

"God! I could just see Octavius being so angry with his blue balls!" Sybil screeched as she laughed. I furrowed my eyebrows, titling my head. "Blue balls?" Dana screams in laughter, I shake my head. I should probably look that up on the urban dictionary..."Aw, I think it's cute that he actually lets her touch him." Dena says. I scoot closer.

"What do you mean?" I ask, Dana chuckled.

"Octavius hates peoples, and any form of affection. Unless, it's his girl." Dana says winking at me. Sybil chuckles one last time, seeming to calm down from all her laughing.

Her eyes lock on something behind me.

"Speak of the Devil and he shall come." She sighs, I look behind my shoulder to see Octavius and the boys walking to us. I smiled at him shyly, turning back to the girls. "Do you think he'll no we were talking about him?" I whispered, the girls laughed and shook their head no.

The boys nearly tackle me to the ground as they sit next to us, shoving the girls out their way.

"Hey, shortcake." Caden says giving me a smile. I smile, "Hi, guys." Octavius grabs me away from them, settling me between his legs.

He presses his lips bellow my jaw bone, I shudder unconsciously. Sybil playfully rolls her eyes as Octavius glared at Sybil. "You act like we have the problem with the girl, Octavius. She's actually the only girl in this goddamn school that isn't a snake and a rotten bitch." I take that as a compliment.

"She doesn't even talk bad about anyone." Unless it's Jack Quintin that booger eater. I gasp sharply when Octavius presses a open mouth kiss on a sensitive part on my neck.

He smirks down at me, squeezing my hip. He sits up with me still looking at him bewildered. Is it normal to feel all dizzy and happy, and have goosebumps everywhere? What has gotten in to that boy...what has gotten into me?

"I don't give a fuck. You're all a bad influence on her, I don't like it." Octavius says, Sybil snarls at him.

"You shouldn't be one to talk, Moretti." She snapped, Harley, Wren, Caden, Dena, and Dana chuckled at this bickering match.

"Angels a woman, she can pick and chose who she wants to be friends with." I nod, agreeing with her. That is very true, plus Sybil, Dena, and Dana aren't that bad. Yeah, they might curse but so does Octavius and the guys. And The girls would be my first ever girl friends other than Baby...

I let out a soft sigh as Octavius plays with my hair something I absolutely love having done, "Okay." Octavius says abruptly, I watch with surprise as he grabs my bag lifting me up and walking off.

He takes me into an empty classroom and sits us down. I press my face against his chest, my eyes closing as he plays with my curls. Octavius's phone starts to ring making him curse under his breath, he kisses the top of my head, resting his hand that he used to play with my hair on my lower back. I pouted like an angry baby.

I watched as he answered the phone.

His mood instantly dropped, his face in his signature dark tone.

I was shocked at how he was speaking in a totally different language. Which I'm pretty sure it might be Italian, but I can't be sure. I wince a little as Octavius starts to raise his voice. I try to move up to get a look at his face but he pulls me back down making my lips connect with a little tattoo...on his neck.

My mouth slightly open I quickly shut it tight.

Octavius sits still, not speaking to the person on the phone anymore. In a husky voice he finally speaks.

"I'll be there." He hangs up the phone and I gulp. Bad move, Angel. Bad freaking move.

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Some action in this book like Jazz asked for ; )