Olivia was a quiet girl. Not too many friends, but she loved the ones she had. She had long black hair, dark brown eyes with black eye liner on and slightly pale skin. She had a small face with a tiny nose, complete with a stud piercing. Her eyebrows where thin and black with not a hair out of place. She had rosy red lips, which were small, cute and always frowning. Her body was large but not fat, with large hips and big breasts. Her arms had small lines scared along their surfaces from when she felt upset. Her white vest was complimented by the bright pink bra that lived underneath it and her knee length black skirt, which concealed a pair of black panties, which were rarely worn as this girl favoured to wear men's boxers. Her long legs led down to a pair of black socks, pulled up to her knees and a pair of black and white chequered Converts on her feet. To say that she was an emo-girl was an understatement.
The room she was in was her bedroom. Three black walls with one white, just to contrast. The curtains and carpet were a very pale shade of pink, seeming out of place, yet adding to the colour scheme perfectly. The double bed sat tucked in a corner opposite a window. The covers had many pictures of the 'Hello Kitty' face all over it, complete with matching pillows with a large face on each. A bed-side unit was perched next to the bed with a black lamp-shaded lamp and alarm clock on top. The draws were full of useless things and a few things that a 16 year old shouldn't have. A wardrobe sat in the opposite corner to the bed, containing many clothes, all of which seemed never right to wear, as they weren't dark enough for Olivia's taste. The chest of draws stood tall next to the wardrobe with a large TV on top. It too contained clothes that Olivia didn't really like, but wore anyway.
She was lying on her bed with her laptop, surfing the internet for anything useful to do and to pass the time faster, when her phone started to ring.
"Hello?" She asked, answering the call.
"Hey, Livy, it's Manda, you busy at all?" Amanda asked.
"No, not really, why?"
"Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to come out."
"Too tired to and I'm just too bored. Maybe another time, okay?"
"Nah, I'll just come over to yours then, yeah?" Olivia thought for a moment. She really just wanted to be left alone right now, but Amanda was her best friend.
"Yeah, okay, come on over. See you in five?"
"Sure thing. See ya soon babe."
"See ya." Olivia hung up and threw her phone down onto the bed. She brushed her hair over, turned off her laptop, then started to wait for her friend.
Several minutes passed as Olivia lay in wait for Amanda, glancing at her clock every now and again to check the time. Her heart leapt a little when she heard the door bell ring downstairs and her Mum let Amanda in. Muffled talking was followed by quick footsteps as Amanda scaled the stairs as fast as she could and barged into Olivia's room.
A smile was pulled across Amanda's lips, her face was relaxed and her arms were on her hips. Her face was in perfect proportion; fair skin, cute nose and a pair of big green eyes. Her left ear was pierced with a ring, although you couldn't tell, as her thick black hair fell down to just passed her shoulders. A cute red bow sat in her hair, helping to pin it across her face, covering up her right eye. Her body was slim and perfect, giving her the figure of and hour glass. She had breasts smaller that Olivia, but breasts none the less. She wore a black, skin-tight t-shirt, meaning that the outline of her bra could be seen without much difficulty. Her mini-skirt stopped around a third of the way down her thighs, revealing a pair of smooth and slender legs, which led down to feet, concealed in black socks and a pair of shoes that matched Olivia's.
"Hey sleepy," Amanda said, looking in on Olivia. "Didn't wake ya, did I?" Olivia rolled over and propped her head up in her hand.
"No, you didn't, I was just lying here, thinking about things 'n' shit." Laughing a little, Amanda walked in and sat on the end of the bed, Olivia's eyes following her all the time.
"So sleepy, what've you been up to since we last saw each other like, two days ago?"
"Not much really," Olivia replied, rolling back onto her back. "Just been sleeping and chatting to people on Facebook. What about you?"
"Girl, I've been getting out and living! Maybe you should try it some time, rather than gluing yourself to that laptop of yours."
"Well sorry, but I'm not like you, I don't like going out to places!" Olivia was full of mood swings, making it hard to have a long conversation with if you said the wrong thing. "I prefer to stay in."
"Yeah, I know that, but-"
"Manda, save it. I don't want to hear it again. It's all you keep saying: "You should go out more, meet more people," blah blah blah." Amanda frowned at Olivia.
"I'm sorry, Livy," she said. "Want me to make it up to you?" Olivia shrugged her shoulders and gazed into space. Amanda's frown turned into a small smile as she started to slide down the bed behind Olivia, then wrap her arms around her, hugging her from behind. A smile grew on Olivia's face as she felt the warmth of her friend behind her and the security of her arms. She took Amanda's hands and held them tight.
"I'm sorry, Amanda, I shouldn't have snapped-"
"It's okay, forget about it." She kissed the back of her friends head as Olivia reached forward for the remote to her TV, turning it on and flicking through the channels until she found something mildly interesting.
"Hey girls, I'm just popping out for a bit, you going to be okay for a couple of hours?" Olivia's Mum called up the stairs.
"Yeah, we'll be fine Mum, don't worry!" Olivia called back.
"Okay then, love you and be safe!"
"Love you too and we will!" They heard the door slam as her Mother left, leaving the two girls alone together, spooning quietly and watching TV.
"I'm bored," Olivia said after about five minutes.
"Livy you're always bored," Amanda responded, laughing.
"Yeah, true." She started laughing too. The two were in a fit of giggles, until they eventually calmed down.
"So what do you want to do?" Amanda asked. "The TV's boring and I doubt you'll want to go outside. Unless you want to go on your laptop, I can't think of anything else."
"Hmm..." The girls pondered their problem, watching the screen, waiting for an idea to pop into one of their heads.
"We could always just masturbate," Amanda said, laughing as she did.
"Manda, if we'd do that every time you suggested it, I would have to rent myself out to my fingers like I'm some kind of whore," Olivia replied, laughing too. "I mean, we all know you're obsessed with it and yourself, but that doesn't mean that I have to be too."
"Fine, I'll just do it myself," Amanda said, starting to get up. "Gimme your laptop."
"Fuck off, I don't want you corrupting my history," Olivia said, reaching for her laptop, trying to protect it. "And anyway, I don't want you doing that in here. It's just wrong you making me watch."
"I'll leave then."
"No, because I'll know you're still doing it." Olivia grabbed Amanda's hand and pulled her back to the bed. Amanda sighed.
"Fine," she said. "If you say so."
"Good." Olivia smiled as Amanda climbed in front of her. Olivia wrapped her arms around Amanda and turned her attention back to the TV. "You know it's funny, I some times wonder why you're not a lesbian, seeing as you like your vagina so much."
