<span style="color: #008040">24 April, 2015</span><br/><br/>Nick woke up feeling pretty well rested. He looked at his clock which read<span style="color: #0000BF">11:03</span>He got out of bed and got dressed, skipping his morning shower since he took one last night. He used the bathroom and put on deodorant, then hurried out the door without eating.<span style="font-style: italic">Shit. I'm late...</span>he thought to himself, a little panicked. He hurriedly walked across the general parking and onto the field. He saw some guy,<span style="font-style: italic">Looks like that guy who got caught cheating last night</span>, talking to an attractive and familiar looking woman. The guy walked off, looking dejected and angry with himself. Nick walked over to the woman. "Hey. Olive right? What was that all about?" Olive looked at him and smiled. "Oh nothing, don't worry about it." "Oh come on now." Nick said. She replied with, "I don't wanna drag you into it." Nick sat down across from her and folded in his legs, smirking. "Well, I AM a Psych Major ya know." Olive laughed easily, then proceded to tell him about last night and her now ex-boyfriend Ethan. As she told her story, Nick felt a little guilty about doing that to Natalie and her boyfriend.<span style="font-style: italic">But Natalie doesn't like her boyfriend, she just likes his money. Oh well...</span>he thought, a little distracted. But then he focused again on Olive. "... then he walked off and you showed up." she finished, smiling at him once again. "You have a really pretty smile. Do you know that?" Nick said as they both stood up. Olive blushed and said a little awkwardly, "Thanks. I do get that from time to time." She looked down, but Nick took his right hand and lightly grabbed her chin, tilting her face up. "Don't hide it." he said as he looked into her stunningly bright grey eyes. They were standing very close to each other, their bodies almost touching, and Nick saw Olive's lips part ever so slightly. Whether she was going to say something or not, it didn't matter.<span style="font-style: italic">Now's my chance</span>Nick thought, and moved his lips close to hers. In the span of a few seconds, his hand slid from her chin to the back of her head, his fingers entwining in her luscious hair, and their lips touched, slightly at first. Then Nick applied more pressure, kissing her forcefully as his left hand grabbed her hip and pulled her against him.