Moving and Boy Talk

Who: Olivia and Jules
When: Evening
Where: Olivia's house, Jules' Car, Jules' House

The night before, spending time with Aiden, had sent Jules' head spinning with all kinds of confusion. This whole friend thing was a terribly confusing mess and much harder than the girl had thought, so getting him off of her mind was the plan for the day. So when Olivia called her earlier that day to ask about getting some help moving her things Jules jumped at the chance. As soon as she got off work, she headed right over, pulling up in front of the other girl's place and parking her Lexus. She pocketed her keys and headed to the door, knocking lightly and tugging her jacket tighter around her.

Olivia tugged open the door with a smile. "Hey, come on in. I promise I don't have a lot. Really, it will probably only take one trip." It was weird opening the door and not seeing Judiel there. To say she didn't have a lot of visitors was an understatement. "I appreciate the help a lot."

Jules smiled and nodded, heading inside the house. "It's really not a problem. Gives me something to do besides thinking about work or boys, right?" she laughed. "So, where should I start? Just point me in the direction of the place I can be most useful."

"I've got a box in the bedroom and a box in the kitchen," Olivia said, hands falling to her hips as she glanced around the apartment. "And my bag with my clothes and stuff. I think that's the nice thing about living out of a bag for several years. It's not that stressful to move." Though she was a bit stressed over it. It was going to be strange not being two doors down from Judiel anymore. "Boys and work, huh?" Olivia smiled. "The two most stressful things that tend to take up the majority of a woman's brain."

"Definitely." she said as she headed off to grab the box out of the kitchen first. "Especially when said boy that is currently taking up my brain is like in love with some chick who may or may not love him and I'm in this... friend-zone." she told the girl. "I've never had a friend that had a penis unless he was gay, and there's only one of those." she said, shaking her head. "And men say that we're the confusing ones."

Lifting both eyebrows, Olivia turned to grab the afghan off of the back of her soon to be ex-couch and began to fold it. She tried to remember the last time she had a conversation about boys with another girl. Most of the people in her life were men. And most of those men were gone. "That sucks," Olivia said lamely, because she wasn't an expert by any means on men and relationships. Judiel could attest to that. "Is he taking up your brain because you can't have him?" Olivia paused and grimaced at the way that came out. "Sorry, it's really none of my business."

Jules shrugged as she came back out of the kitchen. "I don't know." she said honestly. "I want him, obviously... but I really like the guy. And that's just weird for me." She shook her head and adjusted the box to get a better grip on it. "I mean, he's like the only guy who actually wants to be my friend even if I'm not sleeping with him. And that's just totally strange. At least in my life. I don't do guy friends. Hell, I barely have female friends. He came over for dinner last night and despite a few little hiccups, I actually had a really good time just talking to him." She sighed and closed her eyes for a minute. Opening them back up again to look at Olivia, she scrunched her nose. "I don't even think I want to sleep with him. I mean... well I do, but I dunno. It's a big confusing mess and he needs to get out of my brain."

"Because if you sleep with him, then you're not just friends anymore, and he becomes like every other guy?" Olivia set the folded blanket down on the table. She turned to walk into her nearby bedroom to grab her large bag filled with her clothes and shoes. Hefting it up, she carried it over to the couch and set it down with a sharp exhale of breath. She definitely had more now than she did when she got to town. "Or maybe if you sleep with him, it'll be this incredibly magical experience and make you want to have the sex and friendship?" Look at her! Olivia the Virgin Love Guru.

That could be a possibility. Either one really. Either she'd sleep with him and it'd be the same as every other time she'd slept with someone, or every other time that he'd slept with someone for that matter. Or it could be mind-blowing and she might actually want him to stick around for more than a day or two. That thought was amazingly confusing in and of itself. Jules Martinez actually wanting a guy around. Hell, she already did. She'd actually had the guy around for a few days now and hadn't even slept with the man yet. "Too bad he's not planning on sleeping with me anytime soon so I could figure that out." she said, shaking her head and heading towards the door. "You would not believe the tension between us just playing the piano and dancing... seriously."

She knew what it was like to feel tension with a guy and not sleep with him. Or even to feel something deep and meaningful and not sleep with him. "It's excruciating, isn't it?" Olivia asked, returning to her bedroom to grab her last box. She came out to follow Jules out into the hall and to her car. "Wanting something so badly and not being able to get your fingers on it, so to speak. I know the feeling. Are you sure he's in love with someone else?"

Jules shrugged a bit, balancing the box on her knee as she opened the back door of the car and slid the box in, then stepped out of the way for Olivia to do the same with hers. "It's really confusing. Apparently there's this girl and his best friend wanted her. Well, he then slept with said girl, backstabbing said best friend. Then he ends of falling for this girl, she left for some reason and now she's back and she hasn't really made the relationship lines clear or anything but he doesn't want to like do anything to mess up something that I don't honestly think will ever happen. Hell I don't know. The boy is a confusing ball of sexual tension and annoyance. But he's so cute. Bastard. And that accent. Must men have accents just to tease women they know?" she questioned.

Grinning, Olivia slipped the box into the back of the car before she led Jules back into the apartment complex. "Accents are hard to resist, aren't they? Though it sounds like he's got some issues, if he's screwing around with his best friend's girl. Or could have been-girl. Shows he doesn't care about certain lines that should be in place, doesn't it? I mean, what if you sleep with him and it becomes something. Would you trust him, knowing stuff he did before?"

Jules sighed. "I don't know. He feels bad about it. Like, he knows it was a bastard thing to do. He knows he's an ass, admits to it actually. I don't feel like I can be pissed off at him for something that he so willingly puts out there ya know? And I know it's a shitty thing to do, but the guy wasn't with her at the time. I mean I think I'd think he was more of a dick if he'd slept with his best friend's girlfriend or something. Hell, I don't know."

Given she didn't know the whole story, Olivia didn't feel like she could comment too much on the situation. "I guess maybe there's more respect there for people willing to admit what they are rather than the ones who hide it and pretend to be something they're not." She shrugged, unsure if that made any sense. "It's no so bad, being friends with a guy. I've had plenty of guy friends. And if he's willing to be friends with you, then it's better than nothing, right?"

She nodded. "I suppose, but he's got the whole 'I'm gorgeous and Irish and you can't have me' thing going on. It's like putting me on the Pirates of the Caribbean set and telling me that I can't molest Johnny Depp. It's just not fair. Bastard." Jules muttered as they reentered the apartment.

"What's his name?" Olivia asked, heading over to grab her bag. She only knew one hot, Irish guy and he was an asshole. She just hoped it wasn't the same person because blech.

"Aiden." she said with a smile, she couldn't remember if the man had said he'd known Olivia or not.

"Oh." Olivia made a face, but caught herself quickly. She didn't want to start badmouthing the guy if Jules liked him. That wouldn't be a good way to start off being roommates, and Olivia couldn't afford to lose another right now. "Maybe the whole friends thing will work out," she said instead, trying to think if there was anything else she needed to take with her. "Or maybe he'll ditch this girl to be with you? You never know how things will end up working out."

Jules caught the face that she made, but since she didn't say anything, she left it alone. "Maybe. Guess we'll just have to wait and see. I told him I'd call him if he didn't call me. I'm going to wait and see if he wants to see me bad enough to reach out and I dunno, pick up the phone." She glanced around the room to see if there was anything else of the girls. "This it then?" she questioned, pointing to the bag in Olivia's hands.

"Ah, the wait and see approach. That can be really beneficial, or really frustrating," Olivia said with a small smile. She shifted the bag onto her shoulder and took one last glance around. "This is it for my stuff." She was really moving out. It was a strange feeling, since it had been the first place she had that was her own in several years. She followed Jules to the door and shut it behind her. "Not owning much comes in handy when you're moving."

She laughed. "I wouldn't know. I had enough crap back in Beverly to fill the whole house here. Thank god for movers." Heading out to the car and pulling the door open she sighed as she moved to climb inside. "I have the feeling the wait and see approach is going to kill me." she muttered. "I waited for him to call before. But I also figured he wouldn't show up last night for dinner and he did. Maybe he's full of surprises. Hell, got the guy to dance in the living room. That's got to say something about my persuasiveness."

Olivia smirked at the thought of Aiden dancing. Hard ass hunter, that he was. "Maybe that's why you like him. Unpredictability." It was certainly what drew Olivia to Mathias. She shoved her bag to the back seat and got in the car with Jules, buckling her seatbelt. "Best thing to do is keep busy and try not to think about him so much. Men are... really confusing sometimes. Not to say we aren't, but they can be just as bad. If not worse."

"I think they're worse." Jules told her as she cranked the car and pulled out of the driveway, in the direction of her own home. "Much worse. They never tell you what they want. And on the rare occasion that they might tell you something they want, it's always in a round about confusing way. Like... you're hot and I want you, but I'm waiting around for this other girl that may keep me waiting around forever. Stupid men."

"Or they say something and you don't know if they mean it, or if they're just saying it to make you happy," Olivia added. Like Judiel offering to let her move in with him. She still wondered if he had actually wanted her to, or was just suggesting it as a very last resort. Releasing a breath, Olivia leaned her head back on her seat, smiling a touch. "Or they say that they can't be with you, and they can't be around you, then they come back to torture you some more and it becomes this pathetic little cycle. And it keeps happening until you say fuck it and move on, and then that's when they decide to stop mindfucking you, but by then it's too late and then you're the bad guy for not bending and being confused." She paused, realizing that she had been ranting. "Yeah, I think they're more confusing."

"I think they just like to play with our emotions." she said, though she tended to play with men's emotions as well. "Course, I guess we can be just as bad sometimes. Not quite the same though. And I think girls do it to get back at all the bastards that have done it to them in the first place."

Olivia nodded. "That's definitely a possibility. Do you think that's what he's doing to you? Aiden, I mean. Messing with your emotions on purpose?" She wouldn't put it past him of course, but again it wasn't any of her business. She constantly wondered if Mathias had gone back and forth so often just to fuck with her mind. A part of her didn't believe it, but another part wanted to. It made things easier.

Jules might have wanted to believe that, but Aiden seemed to have to try so hard to not touch her or not kiss her that she just didn't feel like he could have possibly been making things complicated on purpose. "I don't think so. Just being around me seems to be this extremely difficult feat. Like... I don't even know how to describe it. It's just like... okay, like we were dancing, I was teaching him to dance in my living room and I moved my hand and was playing with his hair for a few seconds and he literally had to move away from me because I guess he really doesn't want to fuck this whatever it is up with this girl. It's like... he wants to be with me like that but he cares about her. One big huge mess. Yeah, that'd be what it is."

"If he's trying that hard, he's probably weak," Olivia stated. "So he's trying harder not to be a dick and sleep with you while wanting this other girl. I don't know. I'm finding being with someone with the least amount of complications is much healthier. At least for me. Maybe he'll come around? And if not, at least you guys enjoy each other's company and can be friends."

"I don't know. His brain is just so complicated. It's like he wants one thing at the same time as wanting another. He's trying so hard to make things work with this other chick and not be an ass like he's used to and all that. I guess I respect him for trying to mend his ways, but at the same time I don't understand why he'd want to sit around and wait for her when she's not given him any indication one way or the other how she wants things to work. They're not together or anything, he's just kind of in limbo with her. They might get together, they might not, he just doesn't want her to have any reasons to not be with him I guess. Hell, I don't know." She shrugged as she made the turn onto her street and then again into her driveway, parking the Lexus behind her other car. "Men."

"See, now to me that's major complication," Olivia said with a grin. "You just have to decide if it's worth the headache." Sometimes it was, sometimes it wasn't. Being with Judiel at least taught her that nothing was set in stone, and there was nothing wrong with just seeing how things worked out. So far, it seemed to be working pretty well.

Jules nodded. "Well, he's my friend at least. Guess that's better than nothing. And he is pretty to look at." she smiled, pocketing the keys and climbing out of the car to grab one of the boxes before heading to the door. "And if something comes out of it, great. If not. Hey, at least I got eye candy around."

"Always a plus," Olivia agreed with a soft laugh. Olivia picked up the other box and followed Jules into the house. "I wanted to let you know that I'm going to be gone next week. Maybe a little bit longer, though I probably won't know that until later. When I get back I'll unpack and give you utility money and everything." She was excited about going to California with Judiel, even if a part of her was still freaking out. Still, it was a vacation with her boyfriend.

Jules smiled and nodded as the two of them entered the house and headed through the kitchen towards the room that would be Olivia's. "Not a problem. I think I already gave you my number and stuff. Just call me whenever you're going to be back in town and all that." she told her. "Where are you headed off to?"

"California," she explained with a smile. "Camping at Mt. Shasta, actually. We've kind of been planning it for awhile, it seems, but... life happens, you know?" She set the box down in the room that would be hers once she returned. "I think I'm going to enjoy it, considering I won't be here in the cold."

"California is gorgeous." Jules said with a grin. "Sometimes I wonder why I moved here when I could be looking at the beach." she laughed. "I think you'll enjoy it. Take tons of pictures and remember everything so we can gab about it when you come back."

Olivia laughed. "I'll try my best. I think I'll enjoy it too." More for the company than anything. "Maybe when I get back we can go out and have a drink. It'll be nice having someone around my age to do that with." And there was less chance of getting into trouble with Jules, which was another definite bonus of having a female roommate.

"Definitely." Jules said, smiling wide at the thought. "It'll be nice to get to do girl stuff for once." she laughed. "I need my age people around myself. Seems like I always end up finding younger people... or older ones for that matter."

"I can relate to that," Olivia said with a nod. More than the girl could imagine. Mathias being older than her, Judiel being much older than her - and hello, immortal. Brian, and then Herbert who was several years younger. She didn't really have anyone around her own age in her life. "We'll do it when I get back." With a sigh, Olivia placed her hands on her hips and smiled at Jules. "Thanks again for this. You really saved my ass."

Jules nodded. "Really not a problem. We're helping each other out." she smiled. "And promise I'm not like... randomly moving or having kids or whatever else." she chuckled. "At least not that I know of. I do randomly go out of town with Derek for business and sometimes Dad needs help back home, but I always end up back and usually I'm not gone long."

Olivia grinned. "If you do decide to move or get pregnant, just give me some advance notice?" Really, she felt as if she got really lucky running into Jules at the mall. Olivia had been getting desperate. "Random work stuff is never a problem. I'm usually at work eighty percent of my day, and if not there, I'm with Judiel so... I think this will be a pretty good arrangement."

"Definitely. If I get pregnant at least you'll get nine months notice." she teased. She wasn't about to be in that position however, she was a firm believer in the pill and took it religiously along with using condoms during every encounter. "And I'm not planning on moving, but if I do change my mind, I'll give you more than a day or two to figure something out. I promise at least a months notice on that. I can't move all my shit in a couple days anyways. Hell, it'd take me a month to pack everything."

"It's definitely appreciated." Looking around her room, Olivia turned to walk out and grab the bag still in Jules's car. "I'll get the rest of my stuff and start unpacking. You have my cell if you need to get ahold of me in the next week or so, and I'll leave Judiel's too, just in case." She doubted Jules would need her for anything, but in case of emergency - like the house burning down - it was probably best to be safe. "Thanks, Jules."

Jules smiled and nodded. "Alright. I'm going to make something for dinner. Are you staying tonight or you going to be at Judiel's?" she questioned. "I can make us both something while you unpack and all that. If you're hungry."

"I'll probably go to Judi's," Olivia admitted with a small smile. She slept better when she was with him, and if they were getting ready to travel, she probably needed decent sleep. "But dinner sounds good, I'm starving. I don't mind helping, if you need it."

She smiled and shook her head. "Nah, it's okay, really. You unpack and I'll make some food for us before you head over to your man's house. I can probably give you a ride over if you want. Save you a walk." she offered. Not like she had much else to do anyways. She was planning on relaxing a bit today, getting a nice hot bubble bath.

"Sounds great, thanks." Olivia headed out to the car to grab her bag. Maybe living with another girl wouldn't be so bad. Jules seemed nice and decent and Olivia doubted either of them would be home enough for any catfights to break out. When she got home, she would bring Judiel over to meet Jules for sure. The arrangement was so far, so good.