“Olivia, your story will be our headliner for tomorrow.â€? Those were the magic words that came out of Mr. D’s mouth. He smiled wider and Craig winked at her.

All around her was commotion. People congratulating; others pissed about their story; smiles; clapping; laughter and still, everything didn’t distract Olivia from her issue. This was the issue tearing her apart. This was the one thing she was craving for but knew she wouldn’t have.

It was, of course, a him issue. His name: Ashton Porter. His importance: more than anything else. His connection to Olivia: nothing. She sighed loudly at that thought.

Mr. D interrupted her. “Olivia, I was wondering if you could get a story in for me. Something important and good about your high school’s sports. Maybe the focus on football or basketball, I don’t know. But, can you do it?â€? Something important with sports … at school… oh my god … Ashton plays sports … SPORTS . Too many things started running through her mind so all she could manage was a joyful nod.