Okay, so first I have to say some stuff, I know I haven't updated in a REALLY long time and I do have personal reasons that I'd rather not post up for everyone to read, if you really want to know you can PM or something…

Okay, so first I have to say some stuff, I know I haven't updated in a REALLY long time and I do have personal reasons that I'd rather not post up for everyone to read, if you really want to know you can PM or something…

Secondly, a few people who reviewed said that no one would be given counseling for a little sex, but you have to remember that Jessica and Lauren have been exaggerating and you know how some things just grow….

and now here is the chapter…

BPOV

We entered the counseling office, slightly confused about the reason, although we had a feeling we knew who is to blame…

I cringed into edward's side as we sat down, the counselor looked us over with a raised eyebrow.

"Both of your grades are near perfect, even if attendance isn't very flawless… there's not a comment about behavioral issues… so why is it that you seem to be sex fiends who are horny enough to have intercourse chained to a wall and encased in…. black vinyl is it??"

The counselors remark immediately dyed my face a strawberry red…

"no this is all a misunderstanding—" I tried to explain it but was interrupted.

"I highly doubt it, there has been two witnesses who even say that on school property, you have been… indecent", the counselor shot a stern look at both of us. "But anyways, since this problem needs to be strictly dealt with, I've fixed your schedules so that your original classes are separated".

My stomach started dropping… I was going to kill Jessica and Lauren….

EPOV

Jessica and lauren's minds clearly went to town with juicy gossip because the picture forming in the counselor's head involved no clothes and intricate arching of entwined limbs. I would've laughed, if not there had been so many harsh consequences… I felt a growl start in my chest after the news of our new schedules…

BPOV

When we walked out of the counselor's office, there was hushed whispers and disguised giggles… I think I might've died…