Cultural Center
"I am not jealouuus," Olivia dragged the last syllable in gritted teeth to make her point. Why was everyone saying that she's jealous when she already told them that she's not?
Her fingers that lay flat on her lap curled into a white-knuckle fist as she evilly eyed Emily who looked unimpressed with her answer because of the smirk that was painted on Emily's face.
"Ok, girlfriend. Stop," Emily held her hand up in a stop sign that made Olivia straighten her back and listen intently to what the former had to say.
"Jealousy is normal. You're attracted to Maxen and you witnessed him look like a horny highschool boy around a va-va-voom maiden. Now, if you insist that you're not jealous, then why are you so mad?" Emily cocked an eyebrow to her in-denial friend.
