Quick notes- sorry about last chapter, and the translations to the next parts. Really, I am, and I even tried to fix it on this one... hope it worked. And trig. is something I have know clue one what so ever. I am in algebra, and I got all this stuff off of either my older brother or internet, so if something is wrong, just act like you don't know what you're talking about.

Honora- thanks for the advice hun. I will have to remember that. And the little, I know what you did thing, completely creepy! Thanks for all the help, even though you didn't review last chapter, tear. Oh well.

Everyone, things for all the reviews. I love you all and you wouldn't believe the help.

"I know, it's just, I can't do it Kat. God, I miss Texas," Abbie said, wiping a tear as she sat on the over size couch.

"Forget about them Abbie. I mean, they are jealous, like me. First week of school and you are going out with a junior and invited to a senior's party. I bet you they've tried all their pathic life to suck up to this Olivia or to invited to some party, and are pissed because you can complete all of the life long goals within minutes," Kat said. This is just what she needed, and he exact reason Kat was her best friend; she was a smart ass who didn't take lightly for her friends being upset.

"Thanks Kat, but you are still coming up here during Spring Break," Abbie said, sternly.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. You're mom is going to take me," Kat said. Kat was like a sister, and had been her best friend since forever, and got along with her family for the most part.

"Great, well I have some things to finish up," Abbie said, looking at the clock. "And it's half past eight…"

"Well, its supper time, and Aunt Jenna is coming over, and I still have to get the milking done…"

"Awe… I miss the farm life… not."

"Such cruel words…"

"Love ya," Abbie said.

"Ta, ta," Kat said.

"Is Elliot here?" Olivia asked after a young girl answered.

"Yeah. Elliot!" she called.

"Oh, hey Olivia," Elliot said, coming down the stairs. He led her to the kitchen where his mom was cleaning and he had his books out. "Mum, this is Olivia Benson."

"Oh hey. Would you like anything to drink honey?"

"No thanks," Olivia said sweetly, trying hard to be polite. This whole setting was uncomfortable.

"Elliot, your father will be home at eleven, and make sure Katie and Jeff are in bed by nine. I will be home at seven," he mom said, pulling on a jacket. After she left, he sat down at the table and wait for Olivia to follow.

"My mom works night and my dad is a cop so… it's a little quiet around here at this time," he said, flipping through his notebook. "So, let's get started teach," Elliot joked.

"Okay, so is there any part you do get?" Olivia asked, wanting to know where to stop.

"One plus one equals two," he joked, smiling innocently. After getting a death glare he became sober. "Oh you mean about trig., no."

"Okay, well, trigonometry is nothing more than how to deal with angles versus straight lines. The tricky part comes because the numbers instantly get very messy and hard to handle," Olivia said, drawing out a basic 45° triangle. She continued on explaining the basics, waiting for him to say 'yeah, I knew that' or something of the sort.

After about an hour, they decided on a chapter they were both comfortable with, and planned to meet the next day at the park instead.

Olivia walked down the deserted street along side Elliot. He had offered to take her home and wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Olivia, I don't know how to ask this, but what is up with your mom?"

"What, what do you mean?

"Let's see, I mean, I don't want to sound like a snob, but she comes home and just trashes you, and all you do is sit back. Definitely not the Olivia I know," Elliot said as he stopped walking and forced her to do the same.

"Elliot, even though it is none of your business, there is nothing wrong with my mom! She just had a bad day!" Olivia said, racing down the street. She couldn't believe Elliot would suggest something like that. While he didn't come out and say it, she knew what he had really wanted to ask. Going up to her apartment, she unlocks the door, and found her mom passed out on the couch. Olivia walked quietly over, felt her forehead, and placed a blanket over her. Picking up the bottles and turning off the TV, she surveyed the room. From the years of experience, she could tell her mom had only been like that for less than an hour, meaning she would most likely be out until late tomorrow morning.

Going to her room, she grabbed her cordless phone and searched through her bag. Searching through her bag, she finally found the number Abbie gave her. She was going to have to do this sooner or later, and didn't want Abbie to miss Kathy's party because of Alex and her.

"Carmichael's," a husky voice answered.

"Hey, um... is Abbie there?" Olivia asked, assuming the man was Abbie's father.

"Abigail, you have a call," he said, trying to muffle the phone. Olivia heard an 'I'll get it in my room,' and then a "hello?"

"Hey, Abbie this is Oliv..."

"What do you want?" she asked harshly.

"Okay, I'm sorry about what Alex said, but..."

"Cause I'm sure you didn't say any of it," Abbie snapped.

"Truthfully, no, I didn't say a thing. I know you are a little pissed off, damn it, I would be too, but, if it is worth anything, I didn't. And Alex didn't say anything either. You can't take stuff out of contexts."

"Oh really, and would you please explain to me how calling me a slut could not be an insult?"

"She didn't call you a slut... she said that most..." There was a long moment of silence.

"Olivia, I get it. This is not the first time I was called a slut and it won't be the last. I just thought... I don't know..." Abbie trailed off, scared of what to say.

"Abbie, forget about Jane and Eli, they are bitches and everyone knows that," Olivia stated.

"I kinda picked up on that," Abbie said with a small laugh.

"Well, tomorrow, you are going to come to Alex's house and we will go to the party and have a wonderful time," Olivia said. Abbie stayed silence. Part of her wanted to hold the grudge, but she also didn't want to be mad at Olivia, and miss out on the party.

"Alright," Abbie said. "Well, I have to finish some stuff, so I'll see you tomorrow," Abbie said, hanging up the phone. She went back to the main room to where here dad was on the sofa, watching a Sci-Fi show.

"What was that about?"

"Just a friend from school daddy," she said, sitting down beside him.

"It's about time you made friends," her father grumbled, turning back to his show.

Abbie walked into school later than usual. Her father and her both slept in and he got the shower first.

"Hey, Abbie, I got the room done," she heard George said as he approached her. George seemed like the nicest guy, and was real sweet.

"Great, how does it look?"

"Well, not as good, but I still think it will be an A," he said with a smile.

"Well, I guess I'll do my two rooms this weekend," she said, admitting she hadn't started.

"Okay, well, have you seen Alex?" Abbie cringed quickly at the name, but relaxed. "You okay?"

"Yeah, um... no I haven't, I just got here," Abbie said, trying to change the subject.

"So did I. Well see you later," he said, pulling on his bag as he walked off to find Alex.

Alex and Olivia walked down the hall towards Olivia's locker, dodging Eli's little group.

"Are you sure she is okay. I mean I feel so bad..."

"Alex, honey, calm down. I'm sure she is over it... for the most part..." Olivia said, trying to chill Alex. Alex had been feeling very guilty since she noticed Abbie had over heard them.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes..."

"Olivia!" Elliot called after her.

"Keep walkin'," Olivia whispered as she sped up, passing her own locker.

"Olivia!" he called again, running after her. "Okay, Olivia, I'm sorry about last night but..."

"Elliot, you had no right to even bring that topic up! If you don't mind," she said, pushing pasted him. A few of his friends 'O' but, quickly silenced when Elliot glared them down.

Abbie placed all of her extra books in her locker as she felt someone's arm slither up her waist.

"Hey babe," he said, kissing her on her neck.

"Hey Marco," she said uncomfortably.

"Do you want me to pick you up tonight?" he asked, stopping his lust to talk.

"Um.... I'm actually going over to Alex with Olivia. I'll me you there?"

"Sure," he said, as she closed her locker. She turned to face him, and he took the opportunity for another kiss on the lips. After about ten seconds she pulled away.

"Let's go to class," she said, leading him teasingly.

I know it isn't that long, but it was quick, right?