Olive Lillian Nightingale's Story

Olivia ran her fingers slowly through her damp hair as she looked in the long black door mirror. She put on some black liquid eyeliner and ruby red lipstick on. She tied her hair into a ponytail sigh a dark blue lace scrunchy and ignored the loose strains of hair that escaped. After she pulled on a dark blue lace long sleeve shirt. She wore a dark blue bra with lace trim with a small bow in between the cups. Next she slid on faded gray ripped skinny jeans and knee length black boots with a small one-inch heal.

She looked in the mirror once more before she slid on her black leather jacket. She clipped a chain to a belt loop on right side of her jeans. The sliver chain connected to her black wallet. She slid her wallet into her back right pocket. After she placed her lipstick and chapstick in her front left jacket pocket. She put her keys and pepper spray in her right jacket pocket. She zipped her jack up. After she grabbed her red knitted infinity scarf and placed it over her head. She turned it in half to pull it over her head again.

As she left her small new apparent she put both locks on the door. Olivia quickly headed down the stairs as she thought about her plans for the day. She started her new job starting on the upcoming Monday. She got a job as office assistance in a fashion company. Her friend had moved to New York a few years ago and got a job at the company. He was able to get her a job there too as his boss’s assistance.

Olivia was glad for the job, but she felt nervous about her first day. She walked a few miles before she came upon a coffee shop. Olivia debated with herself if she should go in or not, but then she saw one of the waitresses. She had seen the girl a few days ago when she was going to her apartment. The only thing she knew about the girl was her name was Sammie. She only knew that because of the name tag the girl wore.

‘I think I will go in, maybe I will even be able to talk to her. I haven’t had breakfast yet anyways,’ she mused. She took in a slow deep breath before she opened the door and entered. She looked around, but all of the tables were full. A soft sigh escaped her and she turned to leave, but then someone had gotten up and left their table. She went to stand near the table to claim it. Though she did not want to sit yet as money was still on the table and it was a bit dirty. She glanced around as she took in her surroundings carefully.

Olivia tensed in surprise, but smiled in pleasure also when Sammie came to the table she claimed. She stayed quiet when Sammie spoke at first and simply nodded in reply. Her eyes looked Sammie over as she leaned over the table and wiped it down. Though she quickly looked away when she noticed Sammie was also done wiping.

As Sammie spoke again Olivia found Sammie's gaze once more. She smiled at the female warmly. Olivia just nodded again in response. She still couldn’t find it in herself to speak. She was still surprised at her luck. Olivia watched Sammie walk off only for a second before she sat down at the table. She couldn't believe Sammie would be serving her; maybe today would be a good day for her.

When Sammie returned she slowly looked up at her from under her lashes. “Hello Sammie. I am new here so I am not sure what to get besides coffee. Though, I was wondering, do you guys sell any type of tea or muffins, maybe corn muffins? If not I will just have some plain coffee and something to eat maybe if you have it,” she stated softly. She knew it was a coffee shop, but she decided to ask anyways to try her luck. Olivia took in a very slow and deep breath to keep herself from blushing. She felt a bit fluster talking to Sammie.

‘Hopefully I am not being a pain by asking her any of this. I wonder if she likes girls. I wish I could just ask, but that would be awkward, even for me and it would be very random. Though it does not matter as I think I will come here again to see her. I could try to flirt with her and just see how she reacts...Why can't I just tell what gender she likes magically?' she mused as she gazed off into the distance. A soft sigh escaped her lips unknowingly as she thought about all of this.

Olivia listened as Sammie spoke and then left to check on the muffins. She smiled at herself in thought. Olivia liked when Sammie called her pet names like hun and dear. Though, she could be calling her hun and dear to just be nice or out of habit. She didn’t like that thought so she pushed it away quickly. She didn’t even notice Sammie was distracted. Olivia looked up again when Sammie came back. She looked at the muffin and then at Sammie again when she spoke. She smiled at her when she asked her if she want anything to drink.

“I’ll have tea with honey if you guys serve that here, but if not I will just have coffee with cream please. Also to answer your earlier questions, my name is Olivia Lillian Nightingale. You can call me Olivia or Lillian, but I have the nickname Lilly too so you can call me that if you like, but if you have another nickname you want to call me then you may,” she paused as she realized she was blabbing; she thought of the other question she had asked before she went to get the muffin, “Also I do not happen to be allergic to anything, but thank you for asking Sammie.”

She watched her bite her lower lip for a few seconds. It was distracting and enticing. ‘Let me not be a creep and stare now,’ she scolded herself mentally. Olivia eyes went to the muffin again and she slowly pulled the wrapper off of the muffin. She kept her expression blank as she noticed writing on the napkin. Olivia’s heart raced in hope, but she kept herself from moving the muffin to see if what she hoped was on the napkin. ‘Is that handwriting or is it just part of the napkin’s design?,’ she thought frantically. She decided she would look at the napkin once Sammie left to get her drink.

Olivia smiled back before she lifted the muffin with one hand slowly. She took a small bite. As she chewed she pulled the wrapper gently off of the napkin and next to it on the table. Her smile grew in what seemed like pure joy when she saw the letters and numbers on the napkin. Her cheeks flushed and her heartbeat quicken as she looked over the writing.

She folded the napkin into a small square before she slid it into the mini right front pocket of her jeans. She took a slow deep breath to lessen the blush she felt on her cheeks. Olivia took another bite of the muffin before she laid it down on the wrapper. She glanced at Sammie who had gone behind the counter again. Sammie seem to be talking to another worker who had blond hair.

Minutes later she looked away from Sammie. Olivia stood slowly and pulled her scarf gently over her head. After she placed the scarf over the back of the chair. Next she unzipped her jack, slid it off, and tied its sleeves around her waist to cover her tattoo. She smoothed the jacket over her bottom as she took her seat again. Her hands stayed on the jacket until she was fully seated.

Her delicate fingers of both hands picked the muffin up. She brought the muffin close to her lips and nibbled on it. She enjoyed the flavor. It was sweet and the berries tasted fresh. She took an actual bite a minute or so later. Olivia hadn’t notice how hungry she was until now. She realized she had spent the last few days moving in and unpacking with only a snack here and there. She chewed slowly, swallowed, and then licked her lips slowly.

Olivia watched Sammie as she began to walk over to her table with her tea. She placed the muffin down and licked the crumbs off of her lips. She smiled at Sammie and blush slightly at her questions. Though she glanced at the door after Sammie had looked and watched as some man left. ‘I wonder if she knows him,’ she mused before she remembered Sammie's questions. Olivia looked back at Sammie and smiled warmly at her again. 'Maybe I'll ask her on a date before I leave. I wonder what times she gets off,' she mused. She cleared her throat softly.

“Yes. I need a napkin please as I had to put my other one away,’ she replied softly. She picked up her tea with one hand and blew on it gently to cool it some. Olivia used her other hand to pick the muffin up. She nibbled at the muffin once more. A few seconds later Olivia took a quick sip of the tea. She tensed slightly as she swallowed the hot liquid. 'I should have waited before I drank some of my tea, but oh well, the pain will past,' she mused. Olivia licked drops of tea off of her lips slowly. Olivia placed the cup of tea slowly down and bit gently into then tasty muffin.

Olivia smiled when she saw Sammie blush. When she left she took another bite of her muffin. She watched Olivia happily as she chewed. She finished the last bites of her muffin and nodded in reply after Sammie spoke. She wiped her hands and mouth with her new napkin. Next she sipped her tea slowly. Olivia watched Sammie from under her lashes, but her heartbeat rose when she left the building. ‘Where is she going? Didn’t she say she would be around if I need something?’ she mused in panic. Was Sammie leaving? Was she done with her work shift?

She swallowed the rest of her tea down quickly and licked her lips. Olivia ignored that her eyes watered because of the heat of the tea. Her eyes ran over the bill. She yanked her wallet out, opened it, and quickly just pulled a twenty dollar bill out to place on the table. She stood quickly and put her wallet away before she grabbed her scarf off of the chair. As she quickly walked out of the building she pulled on her scarf. Olivia quickly stopped outside of the door when she saw Sammie. A sigh of relief escaped her lips that Sammie had not disappeared. She untied her jacket before she slid it. Olivia slowly walked up in front of Sammie.

Though she quickly noticed Sammie was smoking. Olivia stepped back automatically and moved to the side to get out of the line of smoke. She cleared her throat softly and still smiled at Olivia as she folded her scarf in half and pulled it over her head. After she slowly zipped her jacket up and unzipped her pockets. Olivia slid her hands in her jacket pockets nervously. She curled her hands into tight fist to help with her nerves.

“Hey,” she paused to take a deep slow breath, “When are you off your shift? I was wondering if you would want to go out to eat or see a movie with me today or something after it.” Her eyes stayed on the ground as she spoke rather quickly. She was nervous Sammie may reject her offer. Olivia listened to her heartbeat as it pounded in her chest.

Olive smiled back at Sammie happily. She licked her lips and crossed her arms over her chest. “That sounds good to me and I can’t wait to see you again,” she replied. She held her breath as she very lightly placed her fingers on Sammie’s wrist when she placed her hand on the doorknob. Olive pecked Sammie on the cheek very quickly before she practically ran across the street. She exhaled as she felt her cheeks get hot. She didn't look back as she quickly walked down the block.

“I need to get a phone and I’ll need to run home to shower and change into something else,” she whispered to herself as she thought out loud. Olive stretched as she walked a few more blocks before turning a corner. After a few minutes she came to a phone shop. When she entered the shop she began to look at each and every phone. She didn’t even get to start to read the details of first one she saw when a worker walked up to her. Olive glanced up and smiled at the guy.

“I don’t need help,” she interjected as his lips parted. He blushed and nodded before he walked off to someone else in the shop.

Olive gotten her new phone and a red protective case for it. After she had gone home and took a long hot shower. Once in her bed room she changed into a fitting long sleeve red cotton shirt, mid thigh length black skirt, and black leather boots that reached her knee with an inch heel. She untied her hair and brushed it out before she clipped on small golden hoop earrings, long golden owl necklace, three golden bangles on her right wrist. She fixed her hair into a high tight bun with brown pins. Olive then took her phone and dialed Sammie's number. She pressed called and put it on speaker. Olive placed the phone on her dresser as it rang. She she sat on the chair in front of her dresser mirror and put black eye liner on. She took her leather jacket from the chair and slid it on. She took her chapstick out of a pocket and put it on her lips. She placed her chapstick back into her pocket and put it away. She hummed softly to herself as she waited for Sammie to pick up the phone.

Olive blushed red when Sammie called her hun. She took a deep breath. “That sounds good to me and yeah, dancing can be fun for some people. I’ll see you there,” she replied. She quickly hung up out of nervousness. She didn’t like feeling this way, but did too at the same time. ‘Having a crush on someone is the worst,’ she mused as she slid her phone in the inside left breast of her jacket. Olive took her lipstick out and put on a layer before she put it away once again. She looked in the mirror once more before she left her apartment.

She stopped in front of her apartment before she turned around and entered her apartment once again. ‘I’ll wear my black heels to show my legs off. I don’t want to wear boots in a club. I might get warm,’ she thought. Olive slid her boots off once she entered her room. After she picked up her two inch black shiny heels and slid them on. She looked in the mirror again and decided to change her shirt. Olive placed her jacket on her bed. She carefully pulled her shirt off over her head.

Her fingers wrapped around her closet doorknob, turned it, and pulled the door open. She quickly looked through her shirts as a soft sigh escaped her lips in frustration. Olive pulled out her long sleeve black and red striped crop top. She took her necklace off before she carefully slid her shirt on to not mess up her makeup and hair. Olive smoothed the shirt out, slid on her jacket, fixed her bangles, and lastly put her necklace back on. She left her apartment and quickly ran down the stairs.

Once outside Olive asked some people directions to the nightclub. Olive murmured thank you when she was given directions. She walked quickly to the club not minding the cold breeze. Olive wasn’t one to get cold easily, but the cold still bit if she stayed in it for too long. She got in line to the club and waited patiently. She entered the club and went to a corner to lean against it. She pulled her phone out. Olive tapped Sammie’s name and swiped left to write her a message. She wrote: “At the club. I am at the upper right corner.”