The Love Game

Level 2

-Saving her-

(Part1)

Chapter 3

Drew's POV

I skipped economics. We arrived at school an hour after we left and by the time we reached there, I thought it was better of if I just studied in the library. There were hushed whispers from everybody when I walked pass them. Though I was used to attention, I've never felt this much in the limelight before. Olsen's arm was slung around my shoulders, my head on his chest as we strolled down the corridor and into the library. I told him to go to class but he insisted on studying with me.

"Suit yourself," I told him as we entered the library, "but I don't talk while I'm studying." The library was silent and the lights were dim, it smelled of books and chamomile. Shelves of books which stacked from the floow to the ceiling towered us as we find a place to sit and study. Apart from a hand full of students, the library was rather empty because most of the students were still having lessons. We found a seat at the back of the library by the window where most of the light were supplied from and began taking out our books. Just as I was about to begin writing, Olsen gave my arm a squeeze, looking up, I saw his eyes fixated at the corner of the library. "What is it?" I whispered, trying to look at what he was staring at. He gave his head a little nod and told me it was Leah. I felt a wave of guil overwhelming me as my stomach gave a sharp jot. Rising up from my seat, I walked over to her quietly, trying to piece together what I was going to say to her. Leah was looking at her phone, the light illuminating her tear stained face.

"Leah." I breathed, touching her arm softly. Leah gave a small jump in fright and quickly stashed away her phone.

"Drew!" she gasped quickly getting up from her seat, I took a step back.

"Leah, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you-" I was interrupted by her vigourousy shaking her head, "No no no, sorry it was my fault. I shouldn't have over reacted."

I was confused, I know Leah. She adores Olsen, and I know that when she loves something, she'll never give up on it. How is this any different? "I don't understand." I said, frowning.

"You don't have to. Drew, you have every right to date anyone you like. As your best friend, I give you my blessings. Okay?" Leah said with a smile. She called me her best friend. Something I could never say out loud.

"So what you're saying is that you got over Kyle Olsen?" I eyed her doubtfully.

"Heavens no!" Leah exclaimed, "But for you, I'll try to."

I felt a smile form on my lips. Leah's such a good friend, why didn't I notice that earlier? And yet I've betrayed her by dating the only guy she has ever loved. I pulled her into a hug, with guilt surging inside of me. She drew me close to he and pat me endearingly on my back, "Go, I'll be fine." Mouthing a sorry, I walked back to Olsen with dread pulling me back with each step I tried to take. Oh how I hated him! If not for his stupid game, Leah will still be happy and I wouldn't feel like what you can find in the toiletbowl. For the business. I chanted to myself as I sat back down on the chair. All successful entrepeners must make sacrifices to make your business flourish. But nobody told me it'll be this painful.

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Kyle's POV

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Drew Annabelle Collin is a bitch. There's no doubt to it. She texted me a long lists of "do and don't"s as her boyfriend. No wonder none of her boyfriends ever lasts. Don't tell her I said that. Here's an adaptation of how her text looks like:

"Olsen as my bf, there's some dos and don'ts you have to abide.

Do: get me coffee every morning (one sugar cube, no milk), sit with me by the lunch table, take my bag for me and give me chocolate when I look like I need one (not like you will anyway)