Chapter 2

 Chapter 2

Oliver Pov

I still believe Devyn kept such a thing from us. She withheld such information from us for weeks and still could look us in the eye. I mean people are entitled to secrets but look where it got everyone in Pretty Little Liars show.

Oliver's thoughts were scrambled, trying to one, figure out what to do next, and understand that each decision that they make is going to be valuable or detrimental from here on. Two, figure out why Dev, couldn't trust him enough to let him tell her. He understood that he had no power but at least he knew how to strategize. 'Was he not trustworthy'. 

Oliver went on like this for who knows how long.

Ginny Pov

I needed a ride to school with Oliver. I don't even think he's home. After all, he is the type to get up at 5 in the morning, exercise, or some sh-, study, then leave to who knows where. 

School starts at 9:30, even though it's 8:45, I tried my luck and went to his house. A car was in the driveway but I don't 6know if it was his or his parents. I knew that the was in a plant. so i took it up and opened the door, letting myself in.

i looked around a bit, and i didn't see his parents and to be honest, i didn't want to check. I don't think I could look them in the eyes 'Yet' at least. 

I made my way to Oliver's room. I wouldn't have but I had to try my luck. Mumbling came from his room. What the heck was he diving here. I mean it was good for me but this isn't'  Oliver. He was kind of a Karen, I am not gonna lie. ' He must be sick, that's it. 

Ginny opened the door of his room. she found him in the same clothes he had left yesterday. he had his hands on his head, sitting on his bed staring at the wall still mumbling his thoughts. not even realizing that Ginny had come into his house much less his room.

Ginny walked up to him, smacking him in the back of his head. He looked at her. He didn't look like himself, rather a person who needed to be in the psych ward. He looked desperate for some answers, he looked dazed, like he had millions of questions that he had no answers to.

"Why are you not at school?" I said. I felt angry but confused and concerned at the same time. It could be heard in my voice.

"I could ask you the same thing, Gianna," He said with a smirk on his face.

"Who the heck, are you cause the last time I checked you had brain cells, or did they leave like your ex-girlfriend. Wait I forgot you have never had one". I said, clearly upset and annoyed by his statement.

The smirk wiped off his face as if he had been hypnotized and had just been released.

(a/n: I didn't know what to put)

"What time is it?" he said clearly concerned now. What was wrong with him.

"It's 9:15," I said bluntly.

"It's what?!" he said getting up off his bed and grabbing his bag and his keys. I followed him.

The car was silent for a while. It took about 15 minutes to get to school. Oliver's eyes pinned on the road not saying a word.

"I thought you said to act normal, and for you, this isn't normal," I said staring at him.

"Well I had some thinking to do, a-and I got lost in my thoughts, Gia-Ginny," He said, as sweat dripped down his face, still not taking his eyes off the road.

"I swear to God,  call me Gianna again, and i won't hesitate to behead you. The only reason you got away with it today was because of 'you-know but if it happens again I won't let it slide". I said, slightly raising my voice as I took out my things.

I got out of the car, and so did Oliver. We then headed to class. The teachers let it slide though cause 'goodie-two-shoes here.

We continued the day like normal. I still need to talk to him. Another day though.

(A\n: The next chapter is a little serious. I honestly don't know how to make jokes but I am trying. Chapters will get longer. Bye Bye.)