(Olivia’s POV)
I call Emma over to me and share my photo with her. “Emma, look, aren’t Scott and I so cute together?”
Emma looks at me confused and says, “What?”
“Yea, look at this photo.” I say with a smile. I look up and see Mitch and Scott talking and now Scott is looking at me with a pissed look in his eyes.
Emma looks at me and says, “When did you take this?”
“Tonight, at dinner, we just had to get a photo together, you know. Don’t you think that we are cute together? I think that I’ve been able to get to know him so well you know. I know it’s only been a couple of days, but I feel that we are so close already,” I say. I’m hoping that Emma will take this as a hint that Scott should be with me and not her.
Emma looks very confused at this point and she looks at me and then at Scott and then back at me and says, “What are you talking about?”
I look at her with a look of sympathy and say, “Emma, look, I see that you like Scott, but I think that he’s really not into you that much, I mean, y’all grew up together, he sees you as a little kid still, you are just a normal girl. I actually think that he’s into me. I mean if he were into you, would he let me take a selfie from his lap? He actually insisted that I sit in his lap. I’m sorry Emma.”
Emma almost looks hurt by this comment. I try to smile, but she turns quickly and walks back to the table with Kirstie and Avi.
(Scott’s POV)
I look up and see Emma and Olivia talking and I see Olivia showing the photo to Emma. I can only imagine what she is saying. I walk up to Olivia and say, “We need to talk, now.”
Olivia looks at me with this overly sweet face and voice and says, “Sure, sweetie.”
We walk to the front lobby and I turn and face her and say, “Olivia, I need you to delete that tweet.”
“Which one?” she says.
“You know very well which one. You had no right to do that. You posted that to make it seem like we are together, why would you do that?” I say crossing my arms in front of me.
“I thought that we look so cute together, I thought that you would find it funny,” Olivia says.
“Am I laughing?” I say.
“No, fine, I’ll delete it,” Olivia says.
She pulls out her phone and deletes the tweet and I look at her and say, “The photo too.”
“God, I can’t even keep the photo, I took it,” Olivia says.
“No,” I say.
She finally deletes the photo and says, “Well, maybe the next one will be better.”
(Emma’s POV)
I walk over to the table feeling my buzz leave me. I sit down and drink some water and Kirstie looks at me and asks, “Em, what’s wrong?”
I shake my head and feel a tear fall down my face. I quickly wipe it away. Kirstie reaches for my arm and says, “Tell me, what happened?”
I lean into her and tell her everything that Olivia just told me. I wipe my tears and just want to go and hide. Kirstie sits back with a shocked look, “Seriously, I need to go talk to that girl.”
“No, K, don’t. It’s not important anymore, I feel foolish,” I say.
“But, Emma, you aren’t foolish. I truly believe that Scott likes you,” Kirstie says.
“Kirstie, I think that I’m going to leave tomorrow, I’m going back to the camp early,” I say.
“No, you can’t,” Kirstie says.
“I can’t be here anymore, I feel like a complete fool. I feel so stupid. I feel so hurt,” I say.
“You can’t believe a single word that little brat said to you, she is just jealous,” Kirstie says.
“Please, just stay here, I’ll be right back,” Kirstie says as she turns to Avi who has been trying his best not to listen to our conversation. She whispers something to him and she gets up and leaves the table. I go to stand up and feel Avi’s hand on mine.
“Emma, sit here, just for a little bit, okay,” Avi says.
I sit down and say, “Okay.”
Avi calls over to Mitch and says, “Sing us another song, Mitchie, this one for Emma.”
Mitch jumps up and says, “Of course.”
Mitch goes to the podium and tells the DJ a song he wants to sing. He starts singing, We Are Young. I love this song and smile as I sit back and listen to Mitch.
Meanwhile… in the lobby….
(Kristie’s POV)
I walk to the lobby and see Scott and Olivia talking. I walk right up to her and say, “What the hell kind of game are you playing?”
Scott looks at me a little shocked.
Olivia tries to look at me all innocent and say, “Hey Kirstie, what’s up?”
“Save the lies for someone else, I see right through you,” I say.
“What lies,” Olivia says trying to smile her way out of this situation.
“Oh, so I guess you won’t mind if I tell Scott what you said to Emma?” I say.
Olivia looks worried for the first time in this whole conversation. She turns to Scott and then back to me. Scott speaks up and says, “Olivia, what did you say to Emma? Or, better yet, Kirstie, what did she say to Emma?”
“Hurtful lies, lots and lots of hurtful lies. She basically told Emma that you saw her as a little kid still, and that you insisted on her sitting in your lap to take that photo, how you could never be into someone like Emma, a normal girl, because, get this, Scott, she said that you were into her,” I said as I crossed my arms in front of me.
“Did I miss anything?” I ask looking at Olivia.
Scott looked at Olivia and said, “Did you really say that to Emma?”
Olivia looked embarrassed and I was glad. She should be.
“Scott, I could make you so much happier than Emma. She’s boring. I could be lots of fun if you let me show you.” Olivia says as she reaches for Scott’s arm.
He pulls away and says, “I would never pick you, ever.”
“So, what, are you saying that you like Emma?” Olivia asks.
“It’s funny that you think that I’m going to talk to you and tell you anything about me,” Scott says.
“I think that you should find another place to stay tonight and leave, I don’t want you at the house anymore,” I say.
Scott agrees and nods.
Olivia says, “But, if it weren’t for me, Emma would have been really hurt by Jeremy. I came in to get y’all when she got hurt, remember.”
“You are just a sad and mean person who tries to manipulate every conversation you are in, actually, you and Jeremy have a lot in common,” I say.
“Wow, Kirstie, I would never hurt Emma like that,” Olivia says.
“Really, because from where I sit, it looks like you pretty much did. Your lies hurt her,” I say.
“I’m so over this and so over you, Olivia. Just leave,” Scott says as he walks away.
“Bye Olivia,” I say walking away over to Scott.
We turn to see Olivia finally leave the bar and I turn to Scott and say, “Okay, it’s me and you right now, if you like Emma, like I think you do, you need to go tell her. Because, Scott, she is on the verge of leaving,” I say.
Scott looks at me and hugs me and says, “Thanks Kirstie.”
(Scott’s POV)
I walk over to the table and see Mitch singing, We Are Young. He’s doing a great job. I see Emma sitting at the table trying to enjoy the song, but still looks upset. She looks like her best friend just kicked her in the stomach. I sit next to her in the empty seat and place my hand on hers. She turns to me and pulls it away and gets up to walk away. I stand up and follow her. We are in the back corner of the bar and she can’t look at me. This hurts me, I know it’s not Emma’s fault though.
I place my arms on Emma’s shoulders and say, “Look at me.”
She slowly tilts her head up and I see those beautiful eyes of hers.
“What is it, Scott?” Emma says as she steps back away from my hold.
“I’m sorry for what Olivia said to you, you have to know, it was all lies,” I say.
Emma looks at me, “Ah, Kirstie must have found you.”
“Yes, and she put Olivia in her place, she’s leaving,” I say.
“So am I. I’m going to head back in the morning, it’s time for me to go,” Emma says.
“I want you to stay,” I say.
“Scott, I’m just the little kid that grew up around you and Mitch and Kirstie watching y’all sing and make videos,” Emma says.
I can tell now that Emma believed the lies and I didn’t know how to make her believe me. I do something that I never do, but I want to show her how I feel. I lean into her and we pretty much are leaning against the wall. I wrap my arms around her waist and get closer to her. I lean down and kiss her.
(Emma’s POV)
I completely lose myself in his kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back. I slowly realize that perhaps, Scott does like me as much as I like him. I smile and we break away.
He looks at me and says, “I don’t usually do something like this, but I have wanted to kiss you again since that truth or dare game. I like you so much, Emma.”
I smile and say, “I like you too, Scott.”
He leans into me again and kisses me again and then kisses me on my cheek and says, “Come on; let’s go back to the table.”
I reach for his hand and say, “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” he says.
“Could you ever see yourself with just a normal girl like me?” I say.
“I wish that you could see yourself the way I see you. You are this caring, loving, brave, funny girl with these amazing light gray eyes. You are so beautiful, but you don’t even try to be, you just are. So, you ask me if I can see myself with just a normal girl, no. If you ask me if I can see myself with an amazing girl like you, yes, I could easily see that.” Scott says.
I am completely taken aback. Scott’s not really the one to profess his feelings, so I know that he must be serious. I hold his hand and we walk back to the table. Kirstie leans over and hugs me and says,
“So, I’m guessing you and Scott are good?” Kirstie asks with a smile.
“You could say that,” I say.