"Hiya, cutie." I feel arms wrap around my waist and I turn my head to see Olivia. I instantly blush. 

"Hi," I say quietly.

She pulls away and walks beside me. "What's up?"

I shrug.

She moves in front of me, making me stop. "Whoa. You're not like that, are you?"

I knit my eyebrows together. "Like what?"

"Kiss me then ditch me."

I shake my head. "No. I'm not like that. And besides," I say, feeling embarrassed, "it was a dare."

She raises her eyebrow. Wrong thing to say. "It was a dare to make out with me?"

I look at the floor. "Well, no-"

"Exactly. What the hell, Mia? I thought... I thought you were into me."

I shrug. Am I?

I've been telling myself I'm not, but... what if I am? She lights me up inside, when Sarah brought me down. She gives me life, when Sarah takes it away. Olivia Hoffman is a beautiful, bright, and kind person. And if I ever liked someone, it's her.

I look at her and pull her close. "I'm into you."