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It had been months of talking, and negotiating, business deals, and board rooms. All things that despite being good at, Jamie found endlessly boring. He much preferred to deal with things, in a more relaxed manner, over dinner and some drinks, maybe while having a party. The trouble with dealing with big family businesses, and family men like Mr Reed, you had to do things his way. Most of dealing had been worked out, and both Jamie and the Reeds were set to make a huge amount of money, there was a catch however. There always is.

As Jamie sit down in the lounge at yet another meeting, with Mr Reed, he had one thing on his mind, getting to actually spend some time getting to know his now wife to be, Olivia. Mr Reed had tried to offer his other daughter Peyton, but Jamie wanted someone more his speed, more, legal, Peyton was still at school, and far too young. Jamie chuckled softly as Mrs Reed, came in with tea, he'd met with Olivia a few times, with her parents around, but wanted to bend her ear privately. He looked at the two parents, "I was thinking maybe, Olivia and I could go out, and get some planning done, for the big day, after all it marks the beginning of a beautiful relationship, for all of us," he commented. He was sitting in a casual suit, not too formal. He hoped that Olivia would back him up, so they could get a chance to be alone.

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Mason wasn't used to taking detention, he usually spent his afternoons at the gym, or grading papers, but the usual teacher for the senior detention had gone on leave for awhile. Mason had been offered the job, and a little overtime doesn't hurt the wallet at all. He was sitting in front of the room, with his feet up on his desk waiting for the kids to report in, apparently he had three this afternoon. He watched the clock, knowing that if they didn't show up within the next ten minutes, they'd have a lot of explaining to do, and perhaps might even face worse punishment than an afternoon at school.

Mason looked through the names, he had heard of the Reeds' knew they were some big business family or something, but hadn't really come across them before. He looked up as a thin, blonde girl stepped into the room. He waited for her to approach the desk.

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The soft marital of her jumper rippled under her weight as she shifted in her seat. This was hopefully the last time they'd reschedule this decision. Her father was holding out for more money, and the hope that another suitor would offer a better deal for her hand. And honestly it was draining. She'd honestly didn't understand much of what was going on in the business aspect, just that she was suppose to appear interested. To be a supporting wife, and not a trophy. But in all honesty she was feeling more and more like the latter. Her father made her work for his company after she graduated but she was just a secretary. One that was on a short lease. She'd not been able to talk to men let alone date. She knew her place well but it was all just for show. One she was hoping would end very quickly.

The attention she'd received from Jamie boosted her confidence. Yet pulled her further into her shell. She knew she was pretty it wasn't hard to see, but it was also an ego crusher when her parents scared away all her suitor. So when Jamie deal came into play, a large part of her was ecstatic. She'd finally be able to live. Her own life and not as a puppet. But as the proceeding for business drug on the excitement dwindled. And her hope slowly started to fade. The man she was to wed seemed just as controlling and impatient as her father. And that scared her.

Hearing his voice her eyes shifted to that man causally sitting across from her mother, and lightly to her left. Her eye took in his features. But she pulled her glance from him quickly turning to her father. "I think that's a wonderful idea." Her mother quickly interjected knowing that the stalling wasn't helping business at all. But also had spoken to her husband. They'd agreed to pay for the wedding, so really it didn't hurt to let them pick out things for the grand day. After all the groom could be changed at any minute. Surprise written over her face as her father nodded, "well what do I know about wedding?" He gave his wife a knowing look. But none the less agreed to allow their daughter to plan her wedding.

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A yawn escaped her lips as she sat trying not to nod off to sleep. Class was droning on and on. And she knew the teacher was doing everything he could to shove as much information down their throats. But at some point they'd all stopped listening. Most were whispering to one another while other were passing notes or drawing. Luckily for her she found herself in the furthest seat in the back. Feet propped up on the one in front of her, and her head tilted back. Paying attention to the teacher the furthest thing from her mind. After all her plan was to get the hell out of dodge after graduating. No care in the world if she actually did anything with her life. Her best friend and sister were the only ones that really mattered to her. Her sister always busy with something their parents wanted, leaving her to text and message both her and her bestie. Living in different states had that effect. Making her out to be a class a loner. Not that she wanted it. But a long time ago her parent had branded her a bad child. And since then not many parents wanted their children around her. And that led to teasing, bulling and fighting. So unfortunately that landed her in detention. Most of the time she'd be the only one getting it even if there'd been another person.

The shrill of the bell indicated the end of school, meaning the beginning of her detention. Grabbing her bag she slung it over her shoulder before making her trek out of the class room. Student bustled around happily yapping about after school plan. While she did her best to navigate the school to her after school hell. She was starting to regret not napping in her last class. But new teacher was handling detention so hopefully he wouldn't care if she passed out. Entering the room she paused noticing the man, his feet up on his desk. Her hopes of him being laid back increased. Approaching his desk she tapped her finger on her thighs not feeling very confident under his gaze. "Peyton Reed." She introduced herself. Not particularly remembering this man. But thinking there may have been a time or two he subbed for a few of her teachers. But that was about it.

The smile on his lips, and the relaxing of his shoulders indicated that Jamie was happy that some movement had happened with the talking. He looked over at Olivia with a soft smile, "It'll be good fun, and a chance for us to get to know each other, before her big day," he said softly. He knew that the Reeds were playing hard to get, making it difficult for the paperwork to be all finalized. He was growing impatient with the silliness, of some of the requests, and especially some of the tactics. Especially because the deal was set to make everyone lots of money.

He paused for a moment, "so shall we go look at some venues Olivia?" he suggested lightly, "then move on to some other things," he added. He really did just want to get her away from her parents, so she could speak her mind about this whole thing more openly.

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Mason looked up at her and nodded, as he marked her name on his sheet. "So Ms Reed, what did you get detention for this afternoon?" he asked curious. He was usually pretty relaxed as a teacher, not liking to give out detention himself, he just made it clear to his students stuffing around too much, would result in them not being welcome in his class, and therefore they'd get crap marks, or be given detention for not being at class by another teacher.

His eyes looked over her for a brief moment, trying to piece together her story, he'd become pretty good at reading the kids in his class, but then again he didn't usually teach seniors. This year he had been moved around a lot, filling in where needed. He hadn't seen her around yet though, or at least he hadn't noticed her before.

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Olivia felt a bit of relief as her parents decided to allow her and Jamie an outing. "Sounds eventful." Her mother quickly interjected. Leaving Olivia to nod, a soft smile on her features. Standing she bid her father farewell, before hugging her mother. The squeeze she got being a warning. Not to mess up. She was to be on her best behavior. Knowing her parents were putting alot of trust in her she knew her place. And would do nothing to destroy the deal. Even if her soon to be husband was far from her liking.

"Shall we." She smiled softly to Jamie, knowing this outing was quickly become a bothersome thing to her parents. And the last thing she wanted was for them to change their minds.

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Peyton felt his eyes on her, and normally a spiteful remark would leave her lips. But this teacher had yet to judge her. So if she could play her cards right she might just get herself out of this month long detention. But she doubt it. "I thought you'd know by now." She rolled her eyes, having been label the bad child she didn't try to live up to the name it just happened. "I shoved a kid into a locker or something like that." She told him boredly. She got into trouble so much that it was pointless trying to remember. And honestly she believed some of the kids in school did things just to provoke her or even just blame her for their screw ups. And teachers believed it. Because it was easier to just give her detention than actually deal with the real issue.

Jamie was glad that the farewells, happened quick, and Olivia asked to leave. He smiled softly at her parents, "we shall," he said softly. He stood up, and offered her his arm, as they left the sitting room. Jamie smiled at her as they got outside, "so do you have any suggestions on where to start?" he asked her curious. He really did just want to get to know her better, get an actual sense of what type of person she was. He was certain, most of what he'd seen of her, was a facade, put on to impress her fathers business contacts.

He carefully led her towards his car, figuring he should drive, that way, it would just be the both of them, an no extra eyes, or ears.

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Mason looked at her quizzically for a moment, "sounds like that sort of thing happens a lot around you, tell me, did the kid deserve it?" he asked. He knew as a teacher these sorts of things always had two sides, and most of the teachers here didn't really care. He shifted in his chair, "take a seat, and do whatever, homework would be my suggestion, then you don't have to do it later," he added.

Mason was intrigued by her comments, and seeming disinterest. He knew the school was a bit strict, most private schools were. He knew that a kid like Peyton, would never be expelled, none of the kids would, not with how much their parents paid for their kids to be here.

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Olivia wasn't surprised by the offer of his arm. Instead she lace her fingers gently around. And allowed him to lead her from her parents home. Talk between her mother and the wedding planner they'd wanted the wedding at their house. It made it easier on them. But it was the last place she wanted to have it. "Well I'm not sure what would please. But I'd prefer an out door wedding." She knew that it was fast approaching fall. And she'd always loved the colors that fall had to offer.

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Peyton raised a brow at his questioning. Never having someone take interest. "Well grabbing my boob wasn't a good enough reason to the principle. So you tell me was it deserved?" She started out sounding innocent but ended bitter. She was used to the unfair treatment from this place. And if it didn't provide her a place away from home then she'd have done everything she could to get expelled. The dorm rooms were single and lucky for her she got the basement level. No one every went there and no one ever bother to try and find her dorm either.

Taking a seat like he suggested she placed her head down on her backpack. Hoping he wouldn't hitch about her sleeping. His idea of doing school work was a joke. No teacher here assigned any. They barely did test either. It was basically a place for rich parents to dump their kids.

Jamie nodded softly as she talked about someplace outdoors, "I like that, the weather has been nice lately, and I'm sure we can find a beautiful location," he said softly. He led her towards his car, opening the door for her. "Your parents, have a lot of expectations about this, but I want everything to be to your liking," he said commented. He helped her into the car, before moving around to the drivers side. He climbed in, and closed the door, "now what shall we do?" he asked curious.

Jamie started the car up, and began to pull out onto the road. He was glad to see that no one was following them, and they be able to explore, or get up to whatever they wanted to alone.

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Mason chuckled softly at her comment about it not being enough for the principal. He looked at her, "let me guess, his parents make bigger donations than yours," he commented. It was part joke, but also Mason knew money made things happen at this school. He shrugged lightly, "perhaps he needs more time in the locker, if you ask me," he said. He watched as she moved to a seat and placed her head on her backpack.

He wasn't going to tell her off, for it, at least she'd be quiet, and not cause issues. Mason was nothing like the kids at this school, he grew up without money, that why he usually had such little patience for the kids, also how he'd learned to read people pretty quick. But the school had needed new teachers to fill in for those on break, and he'd gotten the job. So he wouldn't complain, or rock the boat.

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Olivia smiled softly at the assist into the car. Shifting lightly as she buckled her seat belt. Peering out the windshield she watched as Jamie made his way around to the driver seat. Her eyes openly taking him in. This man was to be her husband. Yet she'd never really looked at him. Her parents had always kept her from focusing to much attention on him. It was unbecoming of a woman to dote to much on a man. One that wasn't her husband.

"Um I'm not entirely sure." She told him, not entirely familiar with the location. She'd only ever left her house when it was required to attend an event or go to work. And always she was chauffeured. "I'm not to familiar with the area." She told him honestly, feeling her skin heat up at the confession.

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Peyton heard his remark and scoffed. Her closed eyes opened before she peered up at him. "That's actually far from the truth." She said wondering just what kind of game he was getting at. Anyone who knew anything about this school, would know the Reeds controlled the school by board association and their deep pockets. But at the same time their forgotten child was only a burden. The last thing they wanted to hear was how much money she cost them. And because most of the faculty was aware that she wasn't loved they turned a blind eye to the bullying. Other seen it as a sort of get even because of all the harassment from her father because of her sister.

Jamie looked across at her, taking her in for a moment. It had been awkward to look over her too closely with her parents always around, she was quite beautiful. He thought for a moment, "how about we start with one of the local wineries, do some wine tasting?" he suggested, it was both local, and outside, with potential as a venue also. He more just wanted to help her relax, let her know she could just be herself, around him.

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Mason looked back at her, and thought for a moment, "so why do they get away with it? why do they pick on you and get away with it?" he asked her softly. He knew they had to be a reason. He stood up from his desk and moved across towards the door, the deadline for arriving for detention passed. The other students who were supposed to be here, would be in more trouble, not that Mason minded, it meant that it would just be him and Peyton, and she seemed interesting to talk to, to pass the time. With a click he locked the class door.

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Lifting a brow she knew that a wineries was one of the last places she wanted to have her wedding at. But for the sake of just getting to spend time with him she nodded, before smiling at him. "That sounds lovely." She told him. Shifting in her seat she looked out the window. Taking in their surroundings as he drove. "Do you frequently visit wineries?" She questioned him, curious if she was getting married to someone who drank a lot.

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Peyton sighed, "I'm an unwanted child." She told him truthfully. "Teacher's aren't afraid to punish me because my father told them not to bother him with trivial things. And student realized that they can do what ever they want to me and no one would punish them because all they had to say was I started it first." She told him not bothering to lift her head. "So in hopes they'd leave me alone I started fighting back, actually doing something to earn the punishment's." She shrugged not caring if she was telling on herself or not. She was just glad she'd gotten to actually talk to someone else.

Jamie drove carefully, keeping his focus on the road. "Not frequently, but seeing what wines are available locally is always a good way to meet passionate local business people," he commented. "Tell me, what venues do you have in mind for the wedding?" He asked. He just wanted to get to know the real her better, not the facade her father made her put on for his benefit.

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Mason sighed softly, "that's an awful lot for a young woman to have to deal with," he said lightly. He moved back to his chair and shifted to put his feet up.
"Looks like it's just us today, I'm sure your classmates will enjoy Saturday detention," he said with a small smile to her.

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Olivia smiled brightly, "we visited there once for a formal event, but Nasher Sculpture Center." She told him. "If you've never heard of it I'll just have to show you a picture of it." She chuckled knowing that unless he traveled for work he'd never have seen it before. But ever since she could remember that was the one place she wanted to go back and see. And when he asked it was the first place that popped into her mind. It was prefect.

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Peyton chuckled softly, "tell me about it." She didn't really care any more. She'd come to peace with it. Having already planned out her future, taking what little money her parents did give her and set it aside to keep it so she'd have something to live off of. There was no way she was going to get into college. Her father wouldn't foot the bill and she couldn't afford it. So now she was just stuck getting by. "One that means you'll be here too." She told him, "and two they won't show either, I'm the only one that's ever in detention. Like you said their privileged and if you throw a fit and do managed to get their parent involved they'll have you fired." She spu-ed out, knowing this system all to well. It used to benefit her when her sister was still around.

Jamie nodded softly, "I have not been there, but I'd love to see some pictures," he said softly. He pulled off the main road up towards a winery, the fields of vines stretching out in front of them. He drove slowly, taking in the sights as he drove. He found a park and pulled up, "so Olivia, what do you do to pass the time?" he asked curious.

He really was just on a fact finding mission, trying to learn as much as he could about her, considering they would be spending much of their free time together after the deal had been finalized and they were wed.

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Mason sighed and shook his head, "you are probably right, which is one of the reasons I don't like teaching here," he admitted. He relaxed back, watching her out of the corner of his eye. She was quite a looker, which surprised him, he figured one of the boys would of wanted to spend time with her, rather than torment her.

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"I prefer Oli." She told him, knowing that both her parent's hated the nick name. And only a select few people ever called her that. "Though my parents hate it." She softly chuckled. "I normally read, or throw myself into work." She told him honestly. Her parents had forced her to like what they thought was best. So free time was spent learning to cook, clean, and tend to the house. Or she could sit down with a book. There wasn't much she was allowed to do. Even her cell phone was pretty much controlled by her parents. She didn't have a single friend in her phone, and the text she was allowed to send back and forth to her sister was read. The only time she was able to really be herself was when she got that once in a while phone call. Where the two vented about their hate towards their life. Some days she wished she could trade with her sister. Just so that she could take away her pain. "What about you what do you like to do to pass the time?" She asked as she stepped from his car.

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Peyton sat back looking at him, now far to intrigued to sleep. "Then why continue to work here?" She asked, knowing that very few people found this place beneath them. And though he wasn't snobbish, he was displaying to much kindness. So he was much like her stuck in a place that wasn't quite a fit for them. She was curious to know more about him. Though some where in the back of her mind she felt like this was just a ploy for him to get close to her just turn to hurt her in the most cruel way.

Jamie nodded softly as he listened to her, she did live a very controlled life, by the sounds of it. He smiled at her, "a good is always an option, or I sit down and watch a movie," he told her. He moved around to her and offered her his hand, if she wanted it. He frowned softly, "not that I get much free time, these days, business has been pretty hands on, as of late," he added. He had been spending more time than usual at the company, trying to keep everything on track, keep the money available for the projects that would be cutting edge and game changing, once they were perfected. It was one of the reasons he'd reached out to her parents.

He led her inside the small villa on the grounds, looking around. He sighed softly, "it's not beautiful enough, it can't compete with you," he said softly.

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Mason watched her and sighed, "just incase some student, decides they might actually need to learn something," he said softly. "I'm sticking around, for that student, the one that figures out, that there is more to life, than handouts from mommy and daddy," he said lightly. He smiled at her, "why are you still sticking around here, surely you could leave, spend your time someplace more pleasant," he added.

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