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An. I know, I know. I said I'd do the Manfred/Olivia in the last one. But then I got into it from Tancred's point of view so it'll be this one.

Think of Manfred like a teacher please.

Young teacher,

"I believe you all know the previous Head Boy, Manfred Bloor. I expect you to treat him the same as any teacher here." The previous teacher smiled wanly at them all and left the classroom.

Olivia's eyes took in Manfred's form and she couldn't help but mutter to Emma that Manfred-Mr Bloor- had evidently got hot since he left.

They giggled. Manfred tried to pretend he hadn't heard.

the subject

"I will be teaching the Endowed class as it has been noticed that the previous teacher has left you with little to no control over your powers. I don't really believe that that magazine will be necessary Ms Vertigo."

Too true. Olivia scribbles to Emma. Who needs Orlando Bloom when we have him? I think I may enjoy this class.


Of schoolgirl fantasy

"Tancred! Which top looks sluttier? The tight green one or the low purple one?" She holds them up against herself so he can see.

"Will you be wearing the strap top underneath?" He asks, pointing to the purple one and she smiles triumphantly.

"Doubt it."

Later in the dorms, she has to ask.

"Reckon Mr Bloor'll notice me in this top, Em?"


She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Inside her theres longing

"I really like him, Emma. He's got something that the boys here don't have. Sophistication?"

"I think it's more the fact that you can't have him. He's not that hot." Emma grins, turning to look at her friend.

"Probably. I'm a total whore, aren't I?" She's stripped down to her bra and knickers and Emma turns away embarrassed.

"Yup. But at least it means you get noticed." Emma sighs, thinking of her own modest curves and mentally comparing them to Olivia's melons.

"Lysander was totally looking down your top earlier. I told you that you had to wear it." Olivia grins at her friend's back, eyeing the potential clothes.

"I suppose being a slut has some benefits."

"Some." Grinning, Olivia grabs the blue mini skirt and too tight blouse.


This girls an open page

Manfred tries not to look at Olivia's shirt and pretends not the notice the sexy hair flip as he walks by.

Charlie's angles much?

He gulps as she stands up. Surely skirts like that are against school rules?


Book marking - shes so close now

"So, what did I get Sir?" Olivia licks her lips as she stares up at Manfred and he is struck dumb for a moment. Someone should tell that girl never to fold her arms.

"A." He hands her the folder, careful not to let hid fingers brush hers'.

"How nice for me." She tosses her hair over one shoulder and presses the folder against her body. "Afternoon, sir."

He's careful not to let his eyes follow the sway of her hips as she leaves.


This girl is half his age

Dont stand, dont stand so
Dont stand so close to me

When they sit to meditate, he's all too aware of her knee bumping his and the length of milky thigh. He looks quickly away.

Nobody told him that teaching would give him this many exercises in self control. Well, a couple of college friends made drunken banter but he can make this into a joke when he sees them.

He prays he won't see her when that happens.


Her friends are so jealous

"You really do have no trouble getting his attention, do you?" Emma stares at her as they get changed into pyjamas, not bothering to turn, gazing with envy at her friends hourglass figure.

"I wouldn't if we wore school uniform. I'd look terrible in school uniform; like a walking square. You, on the other hand…"

"But we don't wear school uniform, do we?."


You know how bad girls get
Sometimes its not so easy

To be the teachers pet

Olivia's embarrassed by the stuff she does sometimes. Pages and pages of essay, meticulously neat handwriting, no crossings out, no errors, no doodles. It takes her hours and she's started retreating to the art room so she doesn't keep Emma up.

She spends the rest of her free time working on and thinking over everything that they do in the lessons so she can be perfect. She analyses everything that happens, searching for a sign that he's interested. She knows its wrong but he could give her a hint so she doesn't feel so unattractive and worthless.

It depresses her. She shouldn't be going so crazy over a guy who's not interested and too old. It's awkward the way she hoards little details about him. If it was anyone else she'd have slapped them by now. Emma's so wonderful, putting up with her.


Temptation, frustration

Doesn't she understand what she's doing to him, driving him stir crazy? It's not right, she shouldn't be allowed. At first he tried to brush it off, a prank or his over-active imagination but it's becoming too much for him to handle.

They both want it…it can't be wrong, can it?


So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, shes waiting
His car is warm and dry

Manfred peers through the windscreen as he tried to make his way through the stormy streets. He bets that its' the Torssons' fault. As he drives past the bus stop he eyes the wet girl standing there. Olivia? Trick of the Light surely.

Nevertheless, he slows down to check. If it is her, it would only be fair and polite to give her a lift home. They wouldn't want her to catch a cold. Any teacher would do the same…


Dont stand, dont stand so
Dont stand so close to me

Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try

Even Manfred's aware of the things they're saying now. Dorcas had looked up to him once but its evident she no longer respects him and would much rather horrify Olivia.

The things they say hurt. Dagbert, offering to teach her what a real man is like, whispering the lessons they could have whenever he sees her. It's not just awkward, its scary. She genuinely worries that he'll act on these one day and she never goes anywhere alone, just in case.


Strong words in the staffroom
The accusations fly

He knows that when he comes into the staffroom the other teachers break of their talk and discuss him in whispers. At the moment its only a few, he's not showing any signs of returning Olivia's feelings so a few kind people, willing to forgive how he was in school, stand up for him.


Its no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in
That book by nabakov

It's no accident that people leave Lolita on his desk. It's a warning and he persuades himself to take notice.

What he's thinking is wrong.

But the way he feels isn't.

He only really came to the school for his Dad. Tie up a few last ends, make penance. That sort of thing. He doesn't want to be teaching.

If her feelings are real, they could test out the idea of a relationship. If not, he'd like to make friends with them all. He was such a bastard, it's the least he could do…

Dont stand, dont stand so
Dont stand so close to me

Dont stand, dont stand so
Dont stand so close to me

Some relationships don't last. Theirs may.