She May be the New Girl- But is it New Love? [Chapter 4]

Chris's PoV

I'd been sat at my usual desk for about ten minutes when Olivia sauntered into the room. She was wearing a shorter skirt than usual, matched with a revealing white camisole.

Yep. She was definitely wearing a push up bra; looks like she'd planned on getting my attention today.

"Awww Chrissy, you didn't give me a lift today!" she practically bounced across the room to sit on the desk in front of me.

"Liv, I just forgot yeah? Looks like you made it here in time. Did you get Harry to give you a lift?" I was asking her a loaded question. She knew I thought there was something going on between her and Harry, they'd been spending a lot of time together lately.

Olivia groaned and dramatically threw her head onto her lap

"Chris you'll be the death of me." She mumbled into her skirt.

"If you must know" she said, lifting her head whilst rearranging her hair "I came in with Gemma. I haven't seen Harry since Friday. This has to stop Chris."

I shook my head and turned round to talk to George who was sat at the table to my right.

"I'm not finished talking!" Olivia threw herself off the desk and walked up to me, placing a leg on each side of me and straddling my lap. "On Friday I was talking to Harry AND George. I arranged a special party just for you, for our two month anniversary. It was going to be dead romantic." She smiled at me and continued.

"But you didn't turn up. I waited all Saturday night for you, and you just didn't turn up." She leaned forward and whispered in my ear "Please don't be mad at me Chrissy. I can tell you've been distant with me lately. I've really been trying though. We can fix this."

I instantly felt guilty. I thought she'd been mad at me for other reasons, I didn't realise she had been arranging something special. She saw the reaction on my face and leaned forward to kiss me.

Mrs Gould couldn't have been in the room for more than a few minutes before she shouted, "Miss Bell go to your own chair now!"

Olivia laughed and shuffled forward on my lap. She started to rock backwards and forwards. I closed my eyes as Olivia whispered in my ear again "Let's give frigid Old Gouldy something to be jealous about".

"Quiet class! And for the last time, Olivia Bell get yourself OFF from Chris Willow's lap and save that for a different time and place!"

I opened my eyes as Olivia laughed and swung off my lap, standing up and straightening her skirt with one hand whilst sticking her middle finger up at Mrs Gould. I noticed that everyone's attention was on someone else at the front of the room, and looked up as George ran up past the rows of tables to the teacher's desk.

"Here, let me pick them up for you" he said while bending to pick the books of a girl who I was sure I'd seen before. Her hair was loose and rough, looking like she had just come from bed. She had smoky eyeliner and was dressed to kill.

A friend of Olivia? She sure looks like someone Liv would be friends with. Wait, that's not it...

Shit.

It's her.

Her eyes were staring straight at me with a look of hatred on her face. If looks could kill.

She quickly regained her composure, thanked George and turned to talk to Mrs Gould.

How is she here? Why is she here? I don't remember her saying anything about going to school here.

I groaned and leaned forward in my chair resting my head in my hands. This is not good.

Amber's PoV