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He was staring at her.

It was blatantly obvious too, the way his blue eyes widened everytime Sidney looked back at us and the way he bit his lip and blushed whenever he'd caught me noticing.

He had a thing for her.

Luca down casted his eyes and scratched the back of his neck, nervously when I'd caught him for the last time. His book was open but way off of the pages that we were supposed to be reading as he seemingly waited for me to focus on something other than the way that he couldn't get his eyes off of my best friend.

Sidney didn't even seem to notice the way that he looked down abruptly every time she looked back at our table or the way he blushed as I furrowed my eyebrows

She caught me staring at Oliver and I averted my eyes quickly the same as Luca did but not before seeing the smile that spread across her face and the way she blew kissy faces back at me when the teacher wasn't looking.

Luca gulped a little when he'd seen that.

And just as I was about to confront him, the bell rang.

Luca grabbed his backpack quickly before he rushed out the classroom as if Flash was hot on his trail, looking down when he passed Sidney's table, bringing me to a conclusion.

He liked her.

And thus I marked my calendar for playing matchmaker.

I mean, she couldn't have liked Oliver right?

She was as freaked out by him as every other girl here.

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Oliver was hot, no doubt about it. He was also a mystery and for Heaven's sake, I was always one for a mystery. He intrigued me, everything about him intrigued me and sparked my interest from his angry grey-green eyes to his scuffed sneakers.

He was surely a story in itself.

And as Id seen him strip off his hoodie as I sat in the park, you could say that I wanted to unravel more than that story.

He was upset, that much you could tell by the way his shoulder blades were ridged and his fists were clenched as he pulled down his tight black shirt that had risen to expose his v-line.

His charcoal shirt matched his hair and only made his eye color more prominent as his lean body only made him look more built. He wasn't incredibly muscled yet he wasn't extremely thin.

He definitely didn't look like he could beat someone senseless but he didn't look weak at all.

He was just Oliver, the same way that you'd picture him if you wondered how he'd looked without a hoodie.

He was gorgeous.

Running a hand through his already fucked up black hair that was almost as messy as a guy's sex hair, he grunted out loud before storming inside of his house, leaving me to wonder what on Earth could infuriate him that much.

I sat on the swing, moving my feet back and forth as I felt the wind pick up and I kept myself close to the ground.

It was just another boring day in the neighborhood, causing me to miss the easiness of everything before Oliver had returned. Kids used to adore this park and you couldn't come here without seeing a few playing on the playground.

The swing set used to be always occupied and there was usually a line of kids waiting to get on.

But when news hit that Oliver Remmer was coming back and he lived so close to the only park in the neighborhood, kids weren't allowed to come by anymore due to their parents.

No one wanted to get on Oliver's bad side and trust me things were hostile in the suburbs.

The starting of an ignition brought my attention back to the Remmer residence. A lady was yelling at the black car pulling out as she stood at the door.

"Be safe, I expect you back by eleven!" She yelled and you could hear the worry in her voice and you could see that she herself know that the driver wouldn't abide by her expectations.

The car screeched from the driveway.

And through the window of the vehicle, you could see Oliver Remmer with a cigarette in between his lips as he drove with one hand all the way down the street and as I expected, out of the complex.

The woman at the door seemed to be praying as she walked back into the house, her shoulders slumped in defeat as I just looked from her closed door to the tracks from the car's tires.

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"Luca?" Sidney asked incredulously as she laid back on my bed, her hair piling up on the floor and her eyes wide, "no way..."

I rolled my eyes at her antics as I swiveled around in my chair, facing away from my laptop, "Yes way."

She smiled widely, "There's absolutely no way he likes me, I mean, did you see the way he blushed every time you looked at him?" She asked, laughing a little as if she'd caught me red handed.

Shaking my head again, I sighed, she wouldn't believe me even if I had Luca himself admit to it. That's just how Sidney was, she was stubborn, persistent, and always had to be right.

One of the many reasons that she was my best friend.

"Babe, I'd listen to Em if I were you. Lord knows you can't keep a boy," January's voice came through my speakers as Sidney glared at my computer screen.

We were video chatting him and he'd been listening as I told Sidney of what I'd come up with to get her a boyfriend.

Sidney held up her middle finger to the screen, "Fuck you, Jan."

"No, thanks, I'm about as straight as a circle," he said cheekily as she glared at him. He in turn blew her a kiss through the screen as I stared in amusement at the mock disgust on her face.

Sid stuck her tongue out at him, "What do you know about Luca anyways? You've never even seen him." She excused although you could hear the weak argument that she didn't have a fight for.

We all knew that boyfriends weren't an ideal topic with Sidney, she'd become extremely defensive over it.

January chuckled as he ran a hand through his dyed blonde quiff, "I can tell that he's not that confident and no offense babe, but guys are afraid of you."

I nodded, "He's got a point."

Sid rolled her eyes, "He's got a point," she mocked, pouting her lips, "Shut it, Em before I tell him how I caught you staring at Oli-"

"Sidney!" I yelled, cutting her off as she smirked at me before rubbing the top of her head and squinting in pain.

"Damn, no need to yell, almost knocked the Punjabi out my system." She growled out at me as she lifted herself up and spun around so that the way laying at the foot of my bed, one eye looking at me accusingly.

I met her stare, "Well maybe if you didn't start outing everyone then I wouldn't have to yell."

"That was one time!" She excused but Jan's mock glare cut her off of her defense.

She was the one to accidentally tell me that January was gay back when I had a crush on him.

"Whatever," I muttered as she pouted at me before muttering her own apology.

January's grunt brought us back into focus, "I want to know what you were gonna say before Em yelled loud enough for them to hear her in fucking Utah," he directed towards Sidney with a pout.

I groaned, leaning back in my chair as Sidney started to unravel the events that had happened the day before.

And the one thing he couldn't let go was exactly what would stick out to him.

Or rather who.

"You stared at... Oliver Remmer?" He asked with wide eyes," wait, I thought he was in juvie! Why didn't anyone tell me? What the fudge is going on?" He whined out, upset that he was out of the loop.

Sidney looked amused, "Why do you even care?" she asked as if she knew something I didn't.

And before I got the chance to ask, January mumbled a quick "I've got to go..." And some excuse about his cousin dropping a chicken before hitting the disconnect button.

"What was that about?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at Sidney.

"Apparently Rodney dropped a chicken..."