You'll Be My Worst Kept Secret And My Biggest Mistake

"Thats cheating." Olivia yelled at her litttle brother Brian as she shoved his shoulder, a large smile planted on both their faces, "Its not cheating if you don't get caught." He brother replied back smirking now.

"You're just jealous I'm better then you, now come on lets play online." He told her to which Olivia nodded the grin on her face much bigger now... She loved online game play with her little brother, specially Call Of Duty: Black Ops.

And thats really how Olivia's weekend went she spent it at home with her family, for the first time in a long time she was basically a normal seventeen year old. Not the trouble making partier her parents had become accustom to.

She spent each day a little different, like Friday she spent the whole day posted up in her room nursing her hang over and plotting revenge, Saturday was spent accusing her baby brother of cheating and teaming up against people online. While Sunday, was spent doing school work and thinking of Pete again.

She couldn't get the man out of her head even as she played games with her Brother she couldn't help but dream of what it would be like for Pete to be the one playing games with her brother while she cooked a snack or something of the like.. She wished so much he was seventeen and not twenty seven. "I'll figure it out, one day, he and everyone else will understand." She told her self as she drifted off to sleep.

By the time Olivia made it to school on Monday every one knew what she'd done in the bathroom, just not with who. Olivia didn't mind the rumor's or the fact people knew she could care less about the drama as it unfolded that was till she ran in to one person in particular, Rose, her and Olivia used to be friends, saying they grew apart was the understatement of the year.

"Oh just leave me alone, Olivia. Don't you have somebody to go suck off?" Rose, spat after the girl had insulted her. "No more then you have a house to be staying at Rose, we all know you're fucking the teacher for good grades."

Olivia shot back quitly though so only Rose could hear, she was smirking, "How's your mom still drowing herself cause you're such a disappointment?" Olivia was harsh but she didn't care if she hurt her once friends feelings. "I am not fucking the teacher for good grades. I don't need to do that," she said, getting angry, "Leave my mother out of this."

"Oh please we both know its the only way you get good grads, we've all seen the way he looks at you the lust in his eyes, the way he's looking at you right now." Olivia sneered at her, "He'll be just like whats his face another hump and dump that's all you'll ever be good for is a fucking." Olivia was rather pissy taking it out on Rose.

"Just stop it," she muttered, "You don't even know what's going on in my life so don't you dare accuse me of things and say that's all I'll be good for. I'll be good at something, and I bet I won't end up barefoot and pregnant like I'm sure you will by the time we finish here," Rose pushed pasted Olivia heading out of the school and to the back of it for a smoke..

Olivia was in her own world for a bit. She didn't actually mean to be that way tword Rose, its just how it happened since they had their falling out in Middle School when they seen each other they always just said nasty things to one another. Olivia's friends just laughed, "She is so sleeping with him."

"Of course she is and I'm sure its only for good grads." Of course Olivia couldn't say much she was trying to fuck a teacher, "Do you think Pete has any recollection of what we did?" She asked as she thought if she should skip Gym or not, when they'd bumped in to their PE teacher, the girls where heading to History.

"Girls," Pete nodded, smiling a little at Olivia as he passed her. Her friend laughed, "I think he remembers something." Each one of the girls spoke a hello to him, Olivia not being able to call him by his last name during School hours for some reason. To her it just seemed like a dirty perverted thing to say during school hours, maybe it was because she had school girl fantasies about him and some times they got naughty.

Olivia didn't much care for History so it was no suprise to her friend when Olivia spoke, "I think I'm going to skip this class maybe I'll go find Pete in his office." She wasn't sure what she would do if she found him but she thought a little fun couldn't hurt.
"Mr.P are you busy?" She asked knocking on his office door, He swung around in his chair, "Yeah, what's up?" She smirked as she came in and shut the door, "Why wasn't you here Friday? How was your weekend?" She was full of questions.

"I had appointments. I'm glad you were here for my class, y'know, the sub said you left." Olivia shrugged, "You heard right, but don't worry it wasn't just your class, I skipped basically the whole day, I had a hang over from hell." She shrugged again, "I couldn't be arsed to come to school."
"Thank you for my birthday gift..." She said even though he'd gotten the gift so to speak. "It's okay. So, is there anything I can help you with or just cutting class again?" Pete asked, "I heard you were in a fight before with that art girl."

Olivia didn't plan at all to talk to him about Rose she was the last thing she wanted Pete to talk to her about at the moment. "Yeah I wanted to know when I was going to be on the reviving end of a gift from you?" She asked him smirking trying to see what he'd remembered....

"You got the card, didn't you?" He asked, "Yes." She grumbled wishing he'd flirt back with her "But I was thinking something a little more intimate." Olivia was trying her best to get him to talk about Friday, she'd hoped he wasn't as drunk as he seemed. "Olivia, this is a high school and I'm a teacher. I don't do that with students." Olivia was pretty pissed off with his answer when she spoke back...

"You didn't have no problem taking me in a bathroom and using me on my birthday or offering to take me home with you Mr.Wentz, I don't see how it could hurt." Olivia was actually hurt more then pissed but she wouldn't let that show, he was after all her first at doing what she'd did for him.

"I don't know what you mean. I didn't use you," he said "I've pictures to prove you did Mr.Wentz, maybe the next time you get sucked off you shouldn't be so drunk." She said knowing he'd heard the story going around the school all day. "I should leave now Mr P. Thanks for the tips for the feild." She had a double meaning to her words, knowing only he'd know that.

Olivia left when he didn't say anything she was pissed so pissed in-fact that when the bell rang she didn't go to class even though she loved Gym instead she sat on the bleachers with a bottle. Pete watched and counted the class, realizing she wasn't there. He bit his lips and stood in quiet, trying to piece things together of what happened. He remembered something happening, just not with her. Either way, he could be in big trouble.

Olivia let the events of her birthday keep playing over and over in her head as she punched the bleachers and took swig after swig of her drink. He'd asked for the kiss, showed his down stairs to her, had fun with her, then went home with some one else. All the while drunk, Olivia, felt stupid she couldn't believe she actually thought he wanted her.

When the class went back inside, he found her and went over to her, "What? Sitting counts as PE now?" Olivia just glared at him for a moment, "Nope, just didn't want to take you class." She said taking a swig, "School is over shouldn't you be inside?" She asked him.

"So you're just not going to come? I'll have to fail you," he said, "Wouldn't be the first time I failed a class, its only my senior year no big deal." She shrugged, her eyes where looking at his face but stopped when they landed on his lips, she couldn't help but think of the way he kissed her. Her own fingers touching her lips.

"Only your senior year? Very big deal," he said, sitting down."Not really, the only class I like I don't think I'll be finishing so why bother with the rest the school or coming at all?" She asked wondering why he'd sat down with her as she took yet another swig from the bottle. "So you're just gonna drop out?" Pete asked, "What about the future?"

"What about it Mr,Wentz, I don't make good grades so I wasn't getting in to college anyway." She shrugged, "Why such the interest in what I plan for my future?" She asked him she was still looking at his lips, she couldn't help it they where just so soft, and nice, and melted with hers that night. "I just wondered. I like to know students I like's future plans."

"How many of your students do you like Mr Wentz?" She asked having a double meaning behind it, "Oh, I don't know. How many teachers do you like?" He asked her right back. "I wouldn't use the word like." She said with a sneer, taking a swig, "But its only one, and I've noticed its a waste of time." She shot back at him, obviously upset.

"And why is it a waste of time, huh?" Pete asked, not taking any sips of his drink but watching her, "Because obviously its not working, and the teacher likes more then one student, I'm guessing he's just waiting on one of the other students he likes." She wasn't in a real happy mood with him, "So why keep trying if its obvious, feelings will never be returned unless he's sloshed?"

"Maybe you're wrong, maybe you're right. Maybe it's just a big giant game," he said, finally taking the drink, "Yeah well I'm not into games, so why try anymore if all he thinks is its a game?" Olivia asked visibly hurt by the statement he'd just made, "I'm not in to childish games, or being played for a fool."

Olivia took a real big swig of her drink by this point it was well over half gone. "If I wanted some one my own age don't you think I would have one of the boys who are always trying to get me?" She asked the look on her face a not a happy one... "You cant help who you lo- have feelings for Pete," She looked at him her eyes not showing anything.

"Yeah, you're right," he said softly, "Oh and just what is it I am right about hmm?" She asked him curiously, "I've grown up knowing how I feel and what I want Pete, you should know I'm not giving up all that easy." She whispered that part as she waited on his answer.

"About not being able to help who you like," he said, chewing on his inner cheek, "And you should know we can't do this" Olivia smirked, "Of course I'm right, if I wasn't and it could be helped I'd have moved on by now." Olivia told him just happy he was talking to her about it, she sighed wishing he'd remember what happened in the bar Thursday, "What is it we'd be doing?" She asked curious as to what he thought."We'd be doing nothing because we can't do this. I won't do this."

"And what is it you think we'd be doing Pete?" She asked him bringing the bottle to her lips but sitting it back down, "And why wont you?" She was very curious and wanted as many answers as she could get from him, while he was willing to talk. "I don't want anything with you. I'm your teacher,that's it," he said

"Is that the only thing stopping you from wanting something with me?" She asked not liking how they was running around her questions in circles. "I guess so," Pete told her honestly. He didn't know what he wanted exactly, but felt something towards her.

"So if I dropped out, there'd be nothing stopping something if anything where to happen?" She asked him going back to their previous conversation about he leaving school. "Technically you're right."

"So technically you're saying, you'd want something with me, if I wasn't your student, or a student in this school?"She asked him just so she could have clarification on what he was meaning as she stood up. "Yeah," he simply said, more focused on his drink

Olivia didn't really know what he was saying yeah to, "Well you've given me a lot to think about Mr. Wentz." She said before walking away leaving her teacher sitting there. "Have fun," he sighed to himself, She didn't say anything just kept walking a bit wobbly but walked not sure what to make of things, but hoped sooner rather then later he'd have better answers for her.