What? Um, what? Why did this keep happening to him? First Charlotte Kettleburn and now this girl. Why did they keep thinking he was trying to flirt with them or wanted to date them or whatever? It was not true. Internally, Olly was screaming. Continuously. But externally he just blinked, staring at the girl trying to figure out why this was happening to him. He was a good person. He didn't deserve this.

"No." That wasn't exactly what he had been planning to say, but it was all he could manage at the moment. "No, I-what? No. Why?" Perfect, he was definitely making sense. But it was hard to make sense when he had no idea what was going on.

"You're not my type either." There. That made sense. Whether or not it was true he didn't actually know (because he was only twelve for merlin's sake) but it seemed like a good thing to say.