This is for the teachers that are still at Westwood and still don't know me truly.
A/N: This is based on my real life and WWT elem. is real. Just so your not confused Serena is married to Don. Don is a Detective for SVU and Serena is a pre-k teacher. They met when Don was investigating her case and they fell in love. They have three other children besides Olivia (She's the Oldest), the twins: Matthew & Don Jr., and the youngest Thomas (goes by Tommy).
Ages (for the kids only, the parents are not important)
Olivia (Liv)-almost 15 (14)
Matthew (Matt) & Donald Jr (DJ) The Twins-almost 13 (12)
Thomas (Tommy)-11
I am so tired of the teachers at Westwood Terrace Elementary treating me like I'm still the sweet-innocent-naïve-can't do any thing wrong child I was. I mean I am now a teenager that has a very different attitude. I may be part of the Benson clan, but that does not mean that it is an open invite to assume that I'm going to turn out just like Mrs. Serena Benson-Cregan. I plan to get in to the business field, not the teaching one. I really hate my know association with my family. I mean I am now a freshman at Business Careers, not the doe-eyed fifth grader they once knew. I will be fifteen in May, for God's sake! The Twins are in the seventh grade at Jones Middle and they aren't treated like they are expected to be perfect. I am no longer Olivia, but Liv. Tommy is a patrol and this is his last year in elementary, but he is not expected to go down the path of teaching small children. I talk to Ms. Arnold the Art teacher and Ms. Vix the music teacher but they still seem surprised that I am able to see eye to eye (literally) with them. Ms. Falkner the computer teacher thinks that I'm a "nice kid". They don't even know me. I have changed a lot over the years where they have only seen me at Tommy's, Matt's, and DJ's parent orientations. I am now a sarcastic and cynical person, not the wide-eyed priss that knew nothing of how the world is. I am now Liv Benson-Cregan, one no longer wanting to be affiliated with the Benson clan; they have shortened my last for their choice of laziness. I miss my friend Alex Cabot who is in San Marcos now after she moved in our seventh grade year, they know not of my pain that I have of losing your childhood friend. They don't know of my attraction to Elliot Stabler and that we are together as a couple. I only have my friends Casey Novak and Melinda Warner to tell all my secrets and have them safely guarded with their souls. I do have guy friends but they are like my surrogate brothers or cousins to me. John Munch is a football player sits next to me in Bio and likes to torment me by tickling me and taking my stuff, he is like the older brother I don't have. Odafin Totuola, call him that and the look and the word coming at you would make you jump in the nearest cemetery plot and bury yourself. Fin is on the Junior Air Force ROTC Drill Team and is like my cousin, the one I can go to for advice, is the one looks out for me since I'm the youngest. I am still fourteen because my b-day is in May. I hate that John is sixteen, Fin is almost sixteen, Casey had just turned fifteen, and Mel was going on sixteen. Elliot is a person that gives me hope in world and makes me see the positive and not only the negative. And yet the sad thing is that no one has caught on to my double life at Westwood Terrace. I have no one at that school because my mother got transferred out because other newer schools because of the student migration.
Now if I could just get that past the thick skulls of my teacher associates then they would begin to see the real me. But until then I will be the sweet person they think I am, but I will have very dark thoughts. They may be my old segregate family, but now I have a new one with my friends at BC high.