<span style="color: #008040">25 April, 2015</span><br/><br/>Olive awoke on her side and as she opened her eyes she turned onto back and stretched her arms above her and ended with a sigh.<span style="font-style: italic">Saturday. What should I do today?</span>She thought having no immediate plans. She grabbed her iPhone from her nightstand, punching in her password before she noticed four new message; each from a member of her study group asking her to come by the library for a study day. This had become a regular Saturday 'tradition' and she agreed to it eagerly. She took a quick shower and as she was still in her towel she made her way downstairs and grabbed a few easy snacks and a SlimFast for her breakfast; packing the snacks into her school bag that sat in the foyer. She made her way upstairs, putting on blue jeans and a comfortable sweater, knowing the library got chilly. She made it downstairs once more, grabbed her things and began the drive towards her school.<br/><br/>She made her way into the library, the comforting smell of books filled her nose as she made it inside. She noticed her friends in their usually spot and she sat down, smiling and greeting them quietly. They immediately began working in their groove; they stayed quiet during the majority of the time, though there were times she would notice, or she would, ask one of the group for help. Pushing papers against each other in comparison. She was two hours in when she felt a presence next to her, a shadow brought over the table and she looked up, noticing Ethan immediately. The group greeted him with ease; yet to know their predicament. "Can we please talk?" He whisper to her, softly taking hold of her arm. She looked towards to her group and decided to follow him outside. The sun's rays hit her as she made it outside, and they moved towards a bench outside,  though she showed her refusal to sit. She looked up at him as he began talking, a black eye had become prominent upon his face, "I'm sorry about the other day. I don't know what happened." She rolled her eyes and he took notice, "And I know you don't want to here my excuses, so I'm just going to stop on that. But will you please take me back. I'll be better babe. Just give me a chance...." She crossed her arms, "I don't think that's such a..." He slightly grabbed her arms, looking into her eyes, "Please..you won't be sorry." She was silent, lulling it over in her head. "Maybe it could...." Ethan pushed his lips into hers; his lips carrying a large ache that she could feel; a want for her back. They were intertwined, their hands moving across each other, the kiss easy and fluid. She pulled away from him and he continued to hold her head, his thumb grazing her cheek and they were nose to nose, "You won't regret it" he whispered gently to her. She looked down and away from him, "I can't" She pulled away from him and turned around, making her way inside without turning back. She took her seat back with the group, smiling once more, "Sorry about that."<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.fashiongrail.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Picture-202.png">Clothes</a>