𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑙𝑠.

7

i know a lot of you might hate me. you might not like the things i do because of the whole drug addict situation, but i'm praying you don't hate me for slowly bringing olivia down with me.

she's very persuasive. like, no matter how hard you try, you can't say no to her.

when she called me up crying about fezco and asking me for drugs to help her out, i couldn't say no.

the beautiful thing about getting high is time ceases to exist. i mean, you can just stay in the good moments without the fear that they'll come to an end.

i know olivia needed that. she was in a bad spot, lacking those good moments she didn't know how to hold on to.

but i could teach her how to do that.

rue dipped the key into the small ziplock bag of white powder. olivia's tear stained face leaned on rue's shoulder, and rue brought the key up to liv's nostril. she helped her sniff, and rue quickly did the same after olivia collapsed on the bed.

me, liv, elliot and jules started hanging out more. which was kind of relieving considering liv never usually hung out with anyone at school.

plus, she was keeping my secret about relapsing from jules. at the same time, i was keeping her secrets about drugs, too. she wasn't addicted or anything like i was. but she still didn't want anyone to find out.

no one besides me or elliot.

"when was the last time you guys played truth or dare?" rue asked, leaning up against one of the pillar's in the school hallway.

liv and elliot stood right next to her, jules the furthest away. elliot had liv's hair tie on his wrist. they were messing around earlier about something stupid, and he had forgotten to take it off.

plus, it smelled like her shampoo, which smelled really good.

"i'll go first. someone ask me." olivia smiled.

even though she felt broken after her and fezco's talk, she knew she had an image to upkeep around here. it was just what she was used to, what came natural to her. it was easier that way, to go out like she was her usual, confident self and save the tears for the pillow.

"olivia jackson..truth or dare?" elliot asked, looking over at her. she smiled, thinking for a second.

"dare." she said.

elliot looked around the hallway. his eyes fell on lexi because olivia had given her a dirty look. he followed the direction lexi was coming from and saw the vice principal standing there. he smirked and looked at olivia again.

"i dare you to go flirt with vice principal garcia and see if you can get his number." he said. olivia looked over at rue, who shrugged.

she stopped leaning up on the wall and weaved through a few students. then, she made eye contact with garcia and smiled.

"hi, vice principal garcia. how are you doing today?" she greeted. liv looked back over at rue, jules and elliot, who were smiling back at her.