<strong>"Hmm..." The voice seemed to sigh.  "It's too bad he's a transhuman like you.  Means I can't really do anything about how he feels about you."  The voice perked up, becoming encouraging.  "I think you've got a good shot, though.  You're a wonderful person, Olivia, and I'm sure he sees that.  He just needs to get over his, well, his issues, I guess."</strong><br/><br/>Olivia nodded slightly to the voice, hoping it was right. She looked longingly at Mike, wishing she knew how he felt. It had been a while since these feelings had flooded the forefront of her brain so heavily, but seeing him last night had stirred up the emotions she had so long suppressed with shopping, friends and boys. He was the only boy she had ever let in, and he broke her heart. Two years ago she had been the popular girl because she was nice and friendly, now it was because people feared her. They were scared she would shun them, make them a social outcast, and she ate it all up, often having a laugh at everyone's expense. She looked down at the cup in her hands, spinning it a little. As she was inwardly cringing at the things she had made people do just to sit at her table, she felt eyes on her.<br/><br/>Looking around, she met the wide eyes of Patty. Suddenly, the voice came back, warning her.<em>I just need to check on her,</em>she thought, getting up from the table and putting her bag over her shoulder. Tossing her empty cup in the trash, she made her way over to the frightened girl that barely looked recognizable. She bent down and put a hand on the girl's shoulder. "Patty, are you alright? Did Billy do this to you?" Her face was full of worry, but her voice sharp when she mentioned Billy.