Payback

Thanks to Saminada,JtheChosen1, and Bexy31 for such nice reviews. I'm so happy ya'll liked it!!!
Here's a new chapter, but my spell check went a little hay wire so I'm not sure I caught all my mistakes.
Anway on with the show...................

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Saying that Oliver was not happy was an understatement; pissed better described his current disposition. Not only had the jerk not recognized him, but now he plagued Olli’s dreams or more like nightmares when Alexander was involved.

Lying in his bed, Olli thought back to his high school years, those four long years. Back then he had been a year younger than all his other classmates barely 14 years old when he started his dreaded high school experience, and his height barely hitting over the 5’5” mark, making Olli an easy target for bullies and such. A frown spread across Oliver’s face as he remembered one of the many times he was vandalized by the man he claimed as his arch-enemy.

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“It happened again?” The petite blonde, known as Claire, frowned at her friend’s nonchalant attitude about the whole situation.

“It’s been going on for four years now; I’m pretty much used to it. If something bad didn’t happen to me almost every day then I’d really start to worry.” Olli ran his fingers through his ebony colored hair and shrugged his shoulders.

“You should tell the deans or somebody really.”

“Claire, I’ve talked to ‘em many times but there all too afraid of perfect Alex. Football star, 4.0 GPA, school heartthrob...”

“Heartthrob?” Claire looked questioningly at her best friend’s choice of words to describe the villain of his life.

“Yea come on, I can’t even deny the obvious. Makes you wonder how someone so hot can be such a jackass, don’t it?” The teen laughed a little, and then looked at his defaced gray locker. Well he assumed at one time it may have been gray, but with Alexander and his friends scribble all over it, it was hard to make out the true color.

Claire laughed at her friend; Olli’s blunt honesty was one of the many reasons why he was a constant victim to people like Alexander. She sometimes wished that the teen would keep some of his comments to himself, but then, he wouldn’t really be the Oliver she loved if he did.

“Hey, mind if I use your locker till I can get a new one?”

“Do you really even have to ask ‘ol?” Olli gave his defaced locker one last look, and then gave his best friend a big grin.

“Come on, we’re going to be late for 5th period” Claire and Olli hurried off down the crowded corridor of the ancient high school. The pair did not seem to notice the pale mint eyes that followed their retreating figures.

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“Olli”

“Olli”

“Oliver!?”

“Huh, you need something’ shorty?” Oliver turned to look at his younger brother.

“Geez, I’ve been calling you for the past five minutes. Anyway, I was gonna tell ‘ya that Claire and I are going out shopping, so I probably won’t be home when you get off work.” Olli pushed back all memories of Alexander and turned his full attention to his younger sibling.

“Okay, just don’t let Claire go on those crazy shopping sprees. Last time the two of you went out, ya’ll bought me those heart shaped thong thingies.” The man shook his head in disgust at the thought of those undergarments. Shawn just let out a small chuckle.

“If it makes you feel better, she bought me a pair too. Actually I think they’re quite comfy, not to mention how much my girlfriend…”

“Stop right there, I really don’t want to hear this.” The comment made the young teen laugh even harder.

“I’ve got to be heading to work, so let’s stop this convo right now.” Olli headed towards the door, yelling over his shoulder for Shawn to lock the door behind him.

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Olli wiped down his small kitchen area in prepertion for work. As far as he knew he was still employed, but he wouldn't be surprised if Alexander had complained to his boss about the 'lil' inncident. The man released a sigh of frustration, knowing that he should have kept his cool upon meeting the bne of his life once more.

"Hey Olli, there's a blonde here to see you." One of the few waiters that Fiore housed called out to Olli.

"okay,tell Claire I'll be there in a sec."

"Claire?" The waiter asked with a hint of surprise at the name.

"Yeah, pretty blonde, big green eyes." Olli answered the waiter as he had just asked the dumbest question on Earth.

"Umm sure whatever." Oliver went pack to his cleaning figuring Claire could wait till he finished with preperations.

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"He said he would be with you in a minute" The blonde nodded, and silence fell between the two. The waiter decided to make small talk till Olli could come meet his guest.

"So Claire is an intresting name for a guy, you parents most have a sick sense of humor to name you that.

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Alex didn't know what to say. He stared at the waiter as if the man had grown an arm in the middle of his face.

"Well if you're with Olli, it doesn't surprise me you've got a weird name, he's a little odd too." Alex was about to correct the waiter bout who he was, not a friend just an angry costumer, but the waiter stopped him and continued talking.

"Olli is great and all don't get me wrong, but sometimes he does the weirdest things. Well you must know better than me."

"Like what?" His intrest piqued, Alex could'nt stop himself from asking. He knew it was non of his business, but a part of him wanted to now about the ebony haired man.

"Well like he won't ride in cars, rides that damn bike five miles everyday to work and back. He sings when he cooks, not that I'm really complaining about that one, he's got a nice voice. He also got this av..." The waiter fell silent when he saw Oliver approch them.

"You're not Claire" A frown came across the man's face.

"Well you're defenitly not Madonnna." Olli couldn't help put to smile at the blonde's quick comeback.

"Do you need something Alexander?" Alex stared at Oliver really hard for a moment than began to talk.

"I never told you my name."

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Crap. That was what inner Olli was yelling. He racked his mine as to a reason he might now the man's name.

"The chick you were with last called you that, it's your name right?"

"Yes it is, well anyway I just came to give the check of how much it cost to have my suit cleaned." The blonde handed Olli the folded piece of paper. Olli's eyes almost bugged out of his head when he read the price. This suit was made of clothe not diamonds, right? The man inwardly cursed himself for acting on impulse, even if the blonde had deserved it.

"But I figured you own me a free dinner, so I'll tke dinner insted of the cleaning bill." Oliver narrowed his eyes at the blonde; yes a dinner at Fiore was expensive, but no where near the price of the bill for the suit. There was no way Alexander was being nice, he must want to pour his new food all over Oliver in retalation.

"Well I guess it would be okay. Come by tomorrow 'bout 9, we'll be closing up and I'll make up the meal to 'ya." Nine will be good, the boss would be gone so no would wonder why Olli was giving away free food.

"Okay, thanks. I really came to apologize about last night, I should not have acted like that. I know it was an accident." The man offered Olli a smile, and turned to leave. Olli just gawked at the retreating figure, not only had Alex been nice but had also apoligized for something Olli had done to the man. Alexander had also smiled at him, something the blonde had never done the four years they had spent together in school. Alex was still his arch-enemy but he couldn't help thinking that the blonde had a nice smile.

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"Yo Olli, your new.. umm boyfriends pretty cute." The waiter from before yelled to Olli from across the room.

"He's not my boyfriend."

"ohh well he seems to be your type, always one for those blondes, plus he was on your height level. I prefer the short cute brunettes, but to each is there own. In my opinion I think he likes you, he came to see 'ya and he had one of those smile." Olli looked at the waiter, he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Those smiles?"

"Yea, you know. fuck me now looks. My girl gets that look when she sees a Hugh Jackman poster."

"Not when she sees you?"

"Well I'm no Hugh Jackman" The waiter just laughed and continued wiping down the tables in the restraraunt.

Olli started to laugh, the though of someone like Alexnder liking him was crazy, if not impossiable. Oliver's mind was already thinking of something nasty to put in the man's free dinner. Olli though back to how Alex had been so nice a while ago, he almost felt bad for thinking of mean things to do to the blonde. keyword almost.