Olive's P.O.V. After talking with Joe for most of the afternoon. I decided to head to the bookstore. The one, that according to Joe, dad's girlfriend works at. He told me her name and described her in Joe terms. "Blank skin, very plain. She's got a long neck that could use some free birds. Dark hair, and a round face that screams innocence. She's young too." He told me. So now here I am, stepping inside some book shop to spy on dad's girlfriend. I wonder if she even knows about me? Has she seen any pictures of me. There was only one that hung on our walls. Any that had mom in them had been burned away when I turned 12, leaving just one hanging frame of me when I was a baby, sporting a big toothless grin. I don't think she'd be able to recognize me from that picture, even if she had seen it. I grabbed a book off a display table, flipping it and looking interested in it as I eyed the dark haired woman behind the counter. Her name was Daisy according the name tag. She had a round face

Olive's P.O.V. This stomach bug, won't seem to leave me. I guess I should be grateful that it isn't making me throw up all day long. My eyes were still sticky with sleep. I was exhausted, having stayed up late talking with Ian. We spoke in person till the sun set and then we texted almost all night. Lucas and I texted all night too. He didn't get much sleep. He said he needs me in his arms to get any semblance of sleep. I let him know how things went with Ian and he said he was happy for me. I don't know how true those words are though. I think it bothers him a little that we're friends again. I'm not sure, but I hope not. #1 Best Friend: Good morning, sleepy Red. If you're anything like teenage Red, then you're still asleep. In which case, I hope this wakes you 3:) Olive: Jokes on you, I am already awake :p I texted him back, feeling happy to have my first best friend back in my life. I feel somehow whole again. Olive: Good morning, my Knight. I hope you were able to get some s

Olive's P.O.V.Ian's familiar Dutch colonial styled, white house with red shutters and bright red door came into view as I reached the end of the dirt road path. I missed this place with it's lush green grass, no matter the time of year, such soft grass you'd think you were walking on clouds. I parked, taking a deep breath, and calming my twirling stomach. I don't know why part of me was scared of entering that house. I was scared of the feelings it would stir inside me again. The want for a normal family, for the loving embrace of a nice family.I headed towards the door, knocking on the thick cold metal. I could hear Ian yelling "coming" as he approached the door. It swung open to reveal his tousled hair and kind smile. A smile that wrinkled the sides of his eyes in merriment. He was happy to see me."Welcome back to my humble abode." He gestured with his arm to come in. I stepped past him greeted by the toasty heat. Mrs. Daniels always kept it warm in here during the colder months.

Olive's P.O.V. **Song Suggestion as you read: I Get To Love You by Ruelle** Forcing my eyes to focus I saw Lucas' contact flash across my screen. I sleepily answered, pressing the cold glass of the screen against my face. "Hello?" "I'm here, Rose. What room are you in?" He asked quickly. I sat up so fast my head spun for a moment. "Room 2," I finally answered. I heard the phone go silent, seeing Lucas had hung up. I walked to my room door, opening it to see him making his way towards me. My eyes instantly watered at the sight of him. I missed him so much even though it had only been a couple of days. I couldn't help myself. I found my legs running towards him, and my arms crazily wrapping themselves around his neck. I held him tight as his arms hugged around my waist and pulled me close. He picked me up, allowing my legs to hook around his waist as he walked us towards my room. He closed the door behind him, laying me gently on the bed. His intense brown eyes looked down at

Olive's P.O.V. Cat and I finished making breakfast, and brought it out to the dining room. I felt the awkward tension between Lucas and Ian as I entered. I was hoping they'd hit it off, but it seems to be taking longer for them to get along than I would like. Lucas met my eyes with a smile, causing my heart to flutter. He pulled a chair out for me and I sat happily. Lucas waited until I made my plate before making his own. He was being more than courteous. Breakfast was awkward at first, but once Donald entered it became a big social event. He helped make Lucas feel welcome and ease the tension around us. I was thankful he was here. We all sat around taking and laughing with empty plates in front of us for a while. I felt so extremely lucky at the moment until the bacon grease hit me and I had to bolt for the bathroom. I felt Lucas and Ian chasing after me in concern. There goes my delicious breakfast. I felt Lucas hold my hair and rub my back again. I hated that he was seeing all