Forbidden Fruits, Mocktails & Confessions

"You're back!" Clarisse exclaimed. 

Oliver froze in his spot. Clarisse was standing behind him. 

'Play it cool, and calm,' he reminded himself. 

'Don't mess up in front of her,' he added, which didn't exactly help. 

"I am," he laughed nervously.

"So, what's up?" He asked, his brow raised. Clarisse wouldn't approach him for some random reason. 

She shrugged, "It's nothing, it's just good to see someone I recognize here roaming around these halls."

"Louis and Sophia are busy with their boyfriends," Clarisse explained. The rest was self-explanatory. 

Oliver blinked, it'd be rude of him to keep quiet when Clarisse already started a conversation.

"Well, I was just about to get a drink and have dinner." 

"I suppose it's a bit early to have dinner but we could just chat," Oliver offered. 

He was pleased to see a smile forming on Clarisse's face.

"Yes, I'd like that very much," she accepted his offer.