Liv stared at herself in the bathroom mirror for a second, nothing but a thick silence in the room. She looked away and pressed play to "Woman" by Kesha, the music now being the only thing you could hear.

After her weird dream last night ended in tragedy, she decided she wasn't going to lay around anymore and feel sorry for herself. She was going to get up and be the bad bitch she was.

Liv did the normal things teenage girls do when they go through a breakup or a mental breakdown. Which, in her case, Olivia was kind of going through both.

She died her hair from light brown to almost black. It wasn't a drastic change, but just enough for you to walk by and notice. She took off her light pink nail polish and painted them red. Instead of the light washed denim shorts and crop top Olivia had planned to wear today, she wore black denim shorts with a black bandeau top. Not super edgy to the point where she looked like an emo whore, but you got the point she was rebelling a little.

BB honked her car horn outside, and Olivia walked down the steps.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Johnson asked.

"Why are you dressed like that?" Mrs. Johnson questioned. Instead of answering, Liv just flipped them off and walked out the door and to the car.

The girls drove to BB's cousin's house. He was a tattoo artist, and they both wanted to get lip tattoos. Since it was by BB's cousin, it didn't really matter what age they were. Plus, there was a discount.

Then, the girls went shopping to get Liv a dress for the winter formal. She had already had a light pink one her mom helped her pick out, but she didn't like it anymore. So, when her and BB finally came up with a decision, they decided on a form fitting dark red dress with new heels to match.

BB wasn't going to the formal, which Olivia did not agree with. She even offered to buy her friend a dress, but dances just weren't BB's thing.

After she was dropped off back at her house, Liv started getting ready for the formal. When she went downstairs after her hair and makeup was done, her parents gave her confused looks. They decided it would've been best for everyone to not bring up her flipping them off earlier.

"What happened to your other dress, honey?" Mr. Johnson asked.

"I like this one better." Olivia said, looking down. Instead of arguing, surprisingly, they both just nodded.

"Are you going with a boy?" Her mom asked as they took pictures. Liv shook her head.

"I'm not. Do you guys have a problem with that?" Olivia asked them. Mr. and Mrs. Jackson exchanged eye contact before shaking their head. Olivia contently smiled. Her parents were kind of scared to argue with her, and Liv was fine with that.

"See ya." She said as she left the house, getting in her car. Her parents were annoyed, and she knew that. But she didn't care.

Once Olivia got to the school, she walked in the gymnasium and all eyes were on her. People clearly didn't expect to see her in the dress she was wearing, with the hair she had on her head and her eyeliner more noticeable than it usually was.

They loved it.

"She's here!" Maddy cheered, calling Olivia over to where the rest of the girls were standing. She hugged Cassie, Lexi, Rue, Jules and Maddy. They all gave each other compliments like "I love your hair!" and "You look beautiful".

They found an empty table and all sat down, Olivia sitting in between Maddy and Jules. A couple minutes later, Kat showed up and sat down at the table.

"Hi." She said, pulling out her chair to sit. Maddy gave Kat a small smile, but Olivia just looked at her with no expression. The tension at the table was clear, but Liv didn't focus on it. She was too busy letting her mind wander off to think about what Fezco was doing right now.

All of the girls looked sat at the table in a half circle and looked at the people dancing.

"What if these are, like, the big moments in life?" Cassie asked, thinking out loud.

"What do you mean?" Olivia asked, looking at her.

"I mean, my mom always talks about how high school was, like, this big monumental part of your life. But, I can not imagine being forty and looking back at this like...wow." Cassie said, not tearing her eyes from the crowd in front of her. Liv twiddled with her thumbs.

"Yeah. But that's 'cause most people peak in high school." Maddy said, a smile on her face.

"I definitely haven't peaked, so..." Kat sighed, looking up.

"I feel like I'm not even a person yet." Lexi agreed.

"I know I haven't peaked. There's still so much shit I have to do." Liv said. Cassie smiled.

"Yeah. I'm definitely at, like, twenty five percent peakness." She joked.

"I feel like I'm at a hundred. But I can definitely get to one fifty." Jules said, taking a sip of spiked Gatorade that was on the table.

"Honestly, I never thought I'd make it this far." Rue spoke up. Jules, Cassie and Olivia looked at her.

"What do you mean?" Cassie asked.

"I don't know. I just always had, like, this overwhelming anxiety that something bad would happen." Rue said. Olivia watched Lexi give her a weird look.

"In all fairness, last summer there were, like, three weeks that I thought you were dead." Maddy said, leaning back in her chair. Liv chuckled.

"Okay. But she's been sober for, like, three months." Jules said.

"You were in rehab six months ago." Olivia said, a confused look on her face. She remembered when she first saw Rue after rehab at Fezco's store. She made a comment about not being clean just because she was in rehab.

"Uh, yeah." Rue said. Cassie decided to quickly change the subject to keep the conversation from getting awkward.

"Maybe people get nostalgic in high school because it's, like, the last time in their life you get to dream. After this it's just bad jobs, and bills, and bad husbands. Maybe I'm generalizing, but...I don't know. Do you guys get what I mean?" Cassie asked the group.

"I don't know. I kind of feel the opposite. I feel like high school's super fucking suffocating." Jules said. Olivia twiddled her thumbs.

"No. I get what your both saying. In high school, there's, like, this stupid fucking standard that you have to meet thats keeping you from being yourself. But, at the end of the day, it's just, like, who the fuck cares? You know?" Olivia questioned, asking no one in particular. All of the girls nodded, even Kat, being able to relate in one way or another.

"I'll be right back." Jules said, getting up after her phone buzzing for the thousandth time.

Maddy smiled at something Cassie muttered, but it quickly faded when she saw Nate walk in with his hand on a girl's ass. Liv recognized her as the same girl who hooked up with Jason at Daniel's Halloween party.

When the other girls saw the sight, Lexi, Kat and Liv exchanged looks.

"First of all, ew. Second of all, ew." Maddy said, cringing.

The tension increased across the room as Maddy and Nate stared each other down, Nate dancing with a girl that wasn't her.

"Maddy...don't." Cassie warned.

"Maddy...don't do it." Olivia said, shaking her head. Maddy wouldn't look at either of the girls and risk loosing eye contact with Nate.

"Fuck this." She mumbled, getting out of her seat.

She walked over to where a few guys were standing, asking each of them if they could dance until she finally found someone. She danced with him as Nate danced with the other girl, both of them having a weird competition across the floor.

"I guarantee you Maddy and Nate are gonna get married. And probably, like, divorce three times and in some strange way live a pretty happy life." Kat said. All of the girls looked at the two of them strangely.

"Yeah." Lexi said.

"Yeah." Olivia agreed.

"Yeah." Cassie said, weirded out.

"Yeah." Rue said in the same tone. They continued to stare for a few more moments before Rue got up and followed the direction Jules went.

Olivia looked away and pulled out her phone. She pressed on Fezco's contact, wondering if she should press the call button or not. He was probably sitting at home, watching a stupid movie with Ashtray.

Liv wanted to cry, but she wouldn't. Not here. Not now. Not in front of all these people. But she's never wanted to talk to someone more in her life. Or even text, or even cuddle, or even fuck. She just wanted Fezco.

Olivia sat up from the table quickly. She knew she had to leave for a second before she did let a tear fall.

"Liv?" Cassie asked. Liv didn't say anything, she just kept walking. She finally got to a quiet hallway of the building and sunk down to the floor, bringing her knees up to her chest. She tucked her face into them, not wanting to break down here and now of all places and times.

She took a few deep breaths before picking her head up again, grabbing her phone for a distraction. As if on cue, she got a text from BB.

Today
BB 9:08 PM

how's the formal

i shouldn't have come

what
why
bitch what's wrong

fez should be here with me or i should be at home with him
i was supposed to be with him tonight and i ruined it

i heard his house got raided

what the fuck

rue told me

The only reason I didn't tell her was because I really didn't know what the fuck was happening with them. If it was something bad, like it was, I didn't want to make her feel bad.

do u want me to come get you

it's ok i drove here

let's meet up at ur house then

Liv stopped for a second to think. She bought a new dress, new shoes, and did her makeup and hair just to be at the formal for less than an hour? She didn't want it to go to waste.

give me like 10 minutes and then i'll go

ok i'll start driving now then

Olivia took a few more seconds to breath before she walked back into the gym. She found the table her and the girls were sitting at before and noticed only Cassie and a very drunk Lexi sitting there.

"Can we dance?" Olivia asked Cassie, figuring Lexi was probably too drunk to even walk to the dance floor on her own.

"Uh, is everything ok-" Cassie tried to ask a question, but Liv cut her off.

"Please?" She asked.

"Okay. Lex, I'll be right back." Cassie said, tapping Lexi's shoulder.

Lexi lazily nodded, not really caring. Cassie grabbed Olivia's hand and smiled, both girls walking to the dance floor.

She didn't know what song was playing, and she didn't care. She didn't care about anything in that five minutes and forty six seconds of music and dancing.

And, honestly, she didn't know if that was good or bad.