章 28: Chapter 28: Olivia Knows Best

Olivia’s POV

“Rocky-Road or Cookie Dough?” I called over my shoulder to the blanket burrito that was my best friend.

“Both,” she answered back, her voice muffled by the pile of blankets that she had succumbed to living in every evening after school.

I rolled my eyes. Empathy wasn’t my strong suit, especially when wallowing wasn’t my best friend's strong suit. When I had first met Katie, I was instantly drawn to the way she saw the world, specifically how she saw me.

A Korean-born girl adopted by an American elderly couple in the mid-west was enough to make me just weird enough for most kids to make fun of me, or treat me differently. My looks were enough for adults to have opinions and loud expectations, that I never felt like I fit into the world around me.