Chapter 6 [ Paint Job ]

Olivia's POV

“ Oh... Hi...”

I tried my best to sound human as I stared at Mason.

Seeing that Parker was bent on giving the young reckless driver a piece of his mind I decided to step out and walk to school since it was not far off.

The last person I was expecting to see was Mason and the woman who he called Carmel yesterday.

She looks like his girlfriend... I guess..

“ Sorry for the attempted murder ” Mason replied as he rolled his eyes staring back at Carmel who was desperately apologizing to Parker.

“ It's fine ” I whispered

An awkward air of silence lingered around us as I avoided staring at those red orbs.

“ I'll be off now ” I mumbled as I waved at Parker and took off.

Behind me I could hear his footsteps as he followed me sighing loudly.

He's mad I guess.

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Olivia's POV

It's been months since Mason joined us and barely has he spoken to anyone at school.

I thought I was quite the loner myself but then I realized I had Sophie to keep me company. He has no one or rather he preferred being alone.

Mason would come alone in the morning, sometimes with Carmel and then leave alone. In class he barely spoke or answered questions, but never gave up on the opportunity to stare down Damien.

Quite the rivalry those two have.

My life with Lena got worse every day as she turned me a clown at school and no one took me serious anymore even with me being a Senior.

Not like I cared anyways... I guess...

During our final weeks at school, we began to prepare for our prom night and graduations and the duty to design the halls and school was handed down to the students.

With the busy days ahead of us , I barely had time for Lena's pranks as I just needed to leave high school and get far away from them all.

“ Today you all are not going to have any classes, as you would spend the day rehearsing and decorating for one of the most important days of your life... ” Our Senior year teacher said as he walked into the class with a huge smile on his face

It didn't take long for him to start reminiscing about his school days, telling us how his prom went and how he went out with the hottest girl in their class.

“ Arghhh if you are done with the stories can we go now ??? We definitely don't wanna hear about your first sex ” Damien groaned loudly.

The class all chuckled as the teacher packed up his things with crimson splashed all over his face and he cleared his throat.

“ Do well to avoid injuries and have fun ”

With that he left, and we all scurried to our respective departments. At first I picked the musical team as I felt I would fare better there but then I was forced by Lena to join her in the settings up team as as she felt that she was too exotic dirty her hands in the decor team.

I spend a huge chuck of an hour trying to withstand the talks behind my back and the sneers from Lena and her friends.

A minute later, she had me carry a bucket of paint which was to be used to paint a background on the main stage before an artist would come and complete a masterpiece.

In the process trying to carry the heavy weight , I struggled to bring it over and almost achieved it until I was tripped and crashed straight to the floor with the white paint spilling all over me.

Shit!!

“ Miss Chris are you alright ???” the teacher in charge of the decor team rushed up to me as she helped me up trying as much as possible to avoid getting paint on herself.

“ I'm fine Mrs Anderson, I just tripped. I guess I didn't notice what was in front of me ” I chuckled as I tried my best to hid the tears gathering up in my eyes and also avoided the paint from entering my mouth.

“ I guess it's a family trait to be clumsy” Lena giggled as she and her entourage laughed behind me.

“ You have my permission to wear your P.E clothes. We actually need all the pair of hand we can get ” Mrs Anderson smiled at me apologetically.

“ Yes ma'am ”

With that, I ran to the rest room in all white and staining the hallway as I tried my best not to break down in tears before reaching the restroom. On reaching, I cried as hard as I could let it flow, mixing with the paint on my cheeks.

It took quite a long while to get the paint off my hair and face. When I ensured that there was no sign of noticeable paint, I changed into my gym sweatpants and shirt and walked out.

Due to the long time while I spent back in the toilet I found out that they had finished setting up and were glueing some letters and designs to the wall.

“ Oh you're back, good!! Come help me with this ” Mrs Anderson said as she immediately noticed my presence.

Feeling a bit different in my gym wear which I rarely put on as I barely attended any gym classes , I shyly walked up to Mrs Anderson and began to help her move a tin glue along with her as she smeared some glue behind the cardboard design with a brush and pasted it on various sides of the wall.

“ Nice body you got. ” she winked at me and smiled

I felt my cheeks go hot as I found the compliment new to me.

Moving in rhythm with her, while holding and changing glue tins, we worked quite fast and found ourselves almost done till she was called on.

Excusing herself, she ordered me to wait till she returned as she didn't want me climbing up the ladder and falling off.

As soon as she left, Lena and her gang walked over to me.

“ Hey mutt, you never told me you were hiding such a body figure underneath your baggy.” Lena hissed as she shoved me.

Remaining silent I noticed Damien staring at me deeply as I tried to decipher his thoughts but failed.

“ When I talk to you, I expect an answer !!”. Lena yelled as she shoved me so hard I tripped.

“ Weak ass bitch ” she hissed as she circled me like a predator does to its prey.

“ You are really starting to piss me off you know ” she whispered to my eyes as she grapped a hand full of my hair and glared at my eyes.

“ Every fucking thing about you annoys me, what the fuck is up with this weird eyes, your innocent looks, and now curvy shape , who the fuck are you Olivia Chris!!! ” she yelled as she pushed my head rough.

It hurts so bad as I felt a few strands of my hair being pulled out forcefully.

“ Hey you grab me that glue tin ” Lena said as she stood up hissing.

Huh..?!?!

What is she planning on doing????

“ It's high time I teach this bitch a lesson ” Lena smiled so wide that she looked like a Cheshire cat.