1 // Catch the ball

                                    

                                          

Olivia Hudson 
Olivia!" my mum yelled at me from the kitchen. Like I didn't tell her fifteen times I'm not hungry! However, so she can stop shouting my name I stood up from my bed and went to the kitchen.
When I enter my gaze shifted to my brother who was already eating a chicken. 
"You look like a steamroller has passed you," Matteo commented. 
"You should look at yourself. I lost taste for a food because of your face!" I looked at him with an annoyed face. He rather stopped speaking and continued eating.
I sat next to him with my elbows put on the table and a perfect view of the living room where my mum's favorite roman "Hidden passion" were played. 
Before, I was watching that with her but it started to be boring, so I stopped watching it so I wouldn't bother my last brain cells anymore.
When I was focusing on the TV my mum put a plate right under my nose. 
"This is the last part of the chicken, eat it while it is still here," my mum announced to me.
Matteo noticed that I wasn't in a mood. "Is everything okay?" he asked. I looked at him with a hint that I didn't feel like talking about it. He got it fast so he didn't ask me anything anymore. 
I ate at lightning speed and disappeared into my room.
I lay down on the bed and unlocked my phone, hoping to find at least one message there, but as almost always, nothing. The only person who honestly writes to me is my best friend Noemi Harper, who went on vacation to Hawaii with her parents.
So, she almost won't write to me right away, I understand it, I would also rather enjoy the sea than still tap into my phone.
I opened Instagram and liked all the photos for the last five hours.
I paused at one, which woke all the butterflies in my stomach as looked at it.
Andrew Lennon, the guy I think about all days and nights. Whenever his smile shakes my heart and I find paradise in his eyes.
He looks really great in this photo. His messy blonde hair and big blue eyes always make me smile.
However, there is one catch. He has a girlfriend, 'surprisingly'. 
If the girl knew how much envy her. But I can't be surprised, because she's really pretty, too, no wonder Andrew won her heart.
Maybe she's pretty, but I hate her so much. Her name is Camille Marley. She's 18 like me, probably 2 months older than me.
She's my classmate, but we don't talk to each other at all. She's just with Andrew and Jessi Lopez- her best friend. 
With tears in my eyes, I locked the phone and covered myself with a duvet, preferring to let my aching heart rest. It was clear that could not sleep.
So, I pulled the headphones off the nightstand and played my favourite song "Renegade - Aaryan Shah".
With my volume full, I closed my eyes and imagined something, I know would never happen.