Kiss & Tell | Nicolandria FF

Part 10 - Olandria

Andreina was gorgeous and she knew it. She had all the boys' attention on her, and Olandria couldn't blame them one bit. In her lacy cream jumper, her body looked immaculate.

Immaculate enough that Nic's eyes seemed more focused on Andreina than Cierra.

Hilarious. Every time he had the chance to redeem himself, it was like he dug his hole further and further down. Like he enjoyed being a piece of shit.

What was Olandria so critical about anyway? She was even interested in him.

And yet--this routine of constantly being by Taylor's side, talking about everything and nothing all at once? It wasn't alive, like a spark or a flame the way they described in the movies and books. It didn't make her chest work overtime or make the hairs on her arms stand straight like soldiers.

It was alive like a steady creek, alive like a breathing tree.

Subtle. Invisible, almost. There, but was it?

"How are you liking it here so far?" Olandria asked Andreina at the bar. Taylor was drumming his fingers against the table, talking with TJ about something. Olandria and Taylor were sitting by each other; they did everything together.

"It is nice!" Andreina said happily. "Everyone is kind. I am really enjoying myself, and I cannot wait to have more fun."

"And I see you got eyes on you already," Taylor giggled. Olandria faked a smile.

Andreina nodded knowingly, flashing a stunning smile. "Nic and Jeremiah! I feel sososo bad, because I like Iris and I like Cierra. But--I am a bombshell, you know, so it is important for me to get with one of them."

"I don't think you have to worry about Jeremiah," TJ said with this weird macho tone that made Olandria look at him weird sometimes. "Not sure about Nic though."

Before Taylor could speak for Nic, Olandria said, "Nic is kind of a hoe though, so I'd be careful."

That caused them all to look at her in shock. Olandria simply sipped her wine. "Olly, what the hell?" Taylor asked, a little flabbergasted.

"What? I ain't gon' lie to her. He is a hoe, you saw how he did Bell-a and Cierra. I'm surprised Cierra still fucking with him, especially after that weird shit today." Olandria retorted with a shrug she hoped wasn't too petty. Not that she was being petty. She was being completely truthful. "But yeah, don't worry about Jeremiah. He a love bomber though, so I'd worry about that-"

"Olly, lemme rap with you real quick," Taylor interrupted, standing up slowly. Olandria furrowed her eyebrows, feeling both TJ and Andreina's curious eyes. What were they thinking--trouble in paradise? This was the most exciting thing to happen in their relationship--surely the cameras would document it all.

Olandria and Taylor walked over to the white seating area and she lounged on it lazily. Taylor sat next to her and licked his lips, almost nervously. "You and Nic good? What was that?"

"What was what?" She asked, her voice completely monotone. It was time to poker face.

"The shit you said about Nic. What was that? And I peeped y'all didn't talk when he came over earlier. Y'all cool?"

Observant Taylor? She didn't like it, one bit. She liked it better when he was quiet, safe, not doing too much. Now he was trying to assert himself?

Olandria had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. "We're cool. I don't like how he did m-- Cierra, but that's their relationship. Not mine."

Taylor stared at her like he was trying to get into her brain. Seemed he maybe wasn't so good at it as she once thought he was. "Then why'd you say allat to Andreina?"