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

After that day and their little talk not much seemed to change for Olivia. She still went out she still partied, she still got hit on by boys she didn't like, and she still turned them down, all the while still skipping Pete Wentz's P.E Class.

"Cheer the fuck up Liv, its not the end of the world." Her friend Alisha told her patting her back, Olivia had planned to reply when one of the other students came up telling them Pete wanted Olivia in his office...

Olivia was nervous as hell, she hadn't spoken to Pete in almost a month she'd avoided him and his class at all coast, even the times she seen him not in school. "You wanted to see me Mr.P?" She asked.

He nodded motioning for her to take a seat, she did so with out a word disparately wanting to look at his face but opting for the ground instead. "We've a problem, you've missed a lot of my class, and you've no excuses."

Olivia parted her dry lips as she licked them hoping to get some mostier on them and sighed, the sound was one of relife she was almost happy to be in trouble, she thought he'd planned to question why she'd been acting so weird.

"Well Mr.P, I havent wanted to come to class," She told him being brutally honest with him, "Not sure I plan attending it to day either." She said with a shrug.

She spent another ten minutes in his office, once again getting a lecture from him on how he was going to have to fail her, and that if she didn't pass his class she mightnt graduate. Again Olivia just shrugged, she didn't much care anymore she was trying to put him at the back of her mind as she left his office..

"Nice of you to finally join us," She heard from the teacher who's class she was late to say as she walked in and took a seat, "Take up with Mr. Wentz, he made me late." She stated matter O'factly before laying her head on the desk.

Olivia made good on her word and once again skipped Pete's class, by now though the adult was sick and tired of it, and so he went to yet again have a talk with her after school was over, on the bleachers. Its where it seemed this two had all their talks.

"Just leave me alone, haven't you lectured me enough?" She grumbled not bothering to sit up from her laying position.

"Obviously not or you'd have been in my class." He stated standing beside where she laid, he couldn't help but let his eyes wonder over her body frame, truth be told he'd missed getting to see her in Gym cloths, that was a thought he tried not to let show.

But this time he was noticing how she seemed a bit skinnier, how her hair didn't have the same shine it did a month ago, these where all things he knew he shouldn't notice but did, "Its not nice to stare." Olivia said opening her eyes to look at him, she wished she hadn't as she got lost in his gaze, both of them seeming to forget what they where talking about.

"So ummm, wanna get a drink some time?" Pete finally asked feeling a little akward but deciding he should take Tricks, advice and just go for it.

"Yeah sure, but only if you promise not to get that blitz again?" She stated it in more of a question, her mind going back yet again to her party, still curious as to if he remember or if she was any good at the favor she'd done for him that night.

"Okay, fine, I promise," he chuckled, glad it seemed less akward now, Pete watched as she sat up off the bleachers and got out a small piece of paper writing something on it and slipping it in to his hand.

"Football Practice starts soon, I should go thank you for the pointers and I'm sorry I missed your class Mr.P." She said to him, already in a slightly better mood.

"Call me or txt when ever you want that drink," She made sure she said that part lowly just encase their where any prying ears before she walked off headed home a large smile on her face.

When she walked in to the door she'd find her brother playing Call Of Duty Black Ops, Team Death Match to be ex scat and from the way he wasn't yelling she'd guess it to be going good, she shook her head, going in to the kitchen where she'd find her mom.

"Mom could we talk please?" Olivia asked, her mother her parents where both cool but her dad was gone a lot.

"Sure honey whats up?" He mother asked her before requesting that she hand her something she needed that she couldn't get to as she stired the food she was cooking.

"I like some one in my school, a great bit older and illigal for me to like, what would you say to this, and how should a pursue him?" She asked not a bit worried her mother would disprove.

"What do you mean?" Her mother asked, "How old are we talking?" She asked not in a judgmental way but a little more concerned that he would be way to old for her like fifty or something.

"I mean his my teacher, and he's almost ten years my senior." Olivia liked getting her mothers thoughts, it really helped put things in to perspective for her.

"Oh?" Her mother asked a little taken back by her daughters statement, she'd planned to to say something a little disproving. But who was she really to get in the way, when her husband was nearly fifteen years older then her, "I trust he's good looking?" She asked.

"He's very good looking, actually I've crushed on him since I was a kid, he used to be in a band I liked." She chuckled at how her mom was only concerned with his looks, "How should I go about not screwing things up?" She asked.

Her mother couldn't help but tease her a little and voice a few concerns she did have, "Olivia, I understand who this man is to you." She said softly, "But I want you to be sure about this before you pursue him further, he could lose his job or worse go to jail seeing as you're his student,"

Olivia nodded she'd thought of all of this already, actually she'd thought about it so much she'd considered moving schools just so she could attempt to be with him. Olivia loved Pete, she was sure of it.

"Thanks mom." Olivia said before going to the other room and playing the video game with her brother, she enjoyed her family time it was something that meant a lot to her, "How was school Bri, them kids being nice to you?" She asked knowing he'd been getting picked on.

"Things have gotten a little better." HE told her once the match he was in was over and he backed out so she could play to, "Later do you thank you could help with a project?" HE asked being stuck on an assignment he had due soon.

Olivia spent that Friday evening with her family smiling and laughing, but she couldn't get her mind of Pete. No matter what she tried to think about some how it involved him, she really was obsessed and it was starting to turn un healthy.