A/N- I'm happy to bring you the newest chapter! I want to say sorry for the delay, but it is hard to write... really hard at points. I have led up to a great Olivia/Elliot chapter which is next. Hope you all like.
Mrs. Rhett Butler and Honora- thanks, I'm not the ONLY one who feels that way. I love Casey too! I want to have more of her, and hopefully will.
Elliot walked into class about ten minutes late. Looking around, he put on a smug smile and walked to a seat in the back of the room.
"Mr. Stabler, nice of you to join us," Ms Tyler said without turning around. "You can come back at the end of the hour," she then added.
"Ms. Tyler, just the other day one of my fellow classmates came in late and you did nothing about it," Elliot said, sitting down in a laid back matter.
"Awe, but the different is that 'classmate' had a pass and since I assume you do not since you have yet to bring it to me, that means you are tardy, Mr. Stabler," she said, still writing away on the board. Many let out a snicker as they watch Elliot give a defeated look but stayed seated.
"Well Mr. Stabler, if you insist on gracing us with your presence would you please answer the question on the board," Ms. Tyler said, turning around, both of her eye brows raised, holding the chalk towards him with a smirk on her face. Kathy snickered slightly as she looked at her friends.
"I would love to," Elliot said, looking more than cocky.
Getting up to the board, he read the problem quickly. Looking over it again, he started, step by step. Cast away at the chalkboard, Olivia looked back at Josh who was taping on her shoulder.
"What?" she more than sniped at the sophomore.
"Did you hear about Elliot and Kathy?"
"You mean their fight after her party?"
"No, well yeah… but I'm talking about their breakup?"
"Kathy and Elliot broke up?" Olivia asked, surprised. They had been going out since sixth grade, or at least that is what everyone said.
"Yep, and word has it his eyes are on a certain freshman," he added with a smile.
Olivia looked at him as if he was an idiot, before rolling her eyes.
"Like the super popular Elliot Stabler would go out with a freshman," Olivia said before turning her attention back to the front.
Elliot then turned around and handed the chalk back to Ms. Tyler before walking down the aisle back to his chair. Giving Olivia a smile as he past her chair, he sat down and leaned back in his chair with the same smug smile.
"Wow Mr. Stabler, I'm surprised. Miss Benson actually taught you something," Ms. Tyler said with a slight smile, one that mocked the one on Elliot's face.
"She is a great teacher, Ms Tyler, I can assure you of that," Elliot said again, smiling at Olivia's head.
"Alright-y then," Ms Tyler started. "Okay, pass all your homework forward and then turn to page 214 and work on numbers on the board. You can work with up to three people. Olivia turned around and Elliot motioned to her as he pretended to flip through the book. Within a minute, Mark, Elliot, and Olivia had one group and beside them Josh, Craig, and Kayla had a group; of course, more talking when on than actual work, but no verbal complaint was made.
"So, tonight… um … about…"
"Six, at the library?" Olivia asked, well hoping that was what he was talking about.
"Alright… do you want me to pick you up?"
"That's alright, I'll just meet you there I'm going with Fin to the Burger Shoppe at four," she said, her voice fading as she rambled.
"Oh… are you two like…"
"Me and Fin?" Olivia asked, all but laughing.
"I take that as a no," Josh said, laughing.
"You know, the real question is when you two are going to go out," Craig dared to say. Everyone in the groups looked up but didn't dare to say a thing. Elliot and Olivia looked at each other, meeting eyes before faking laughs and trying with easy success to get back to work.
"Liv!" Olivia turned around to see Fin rushing over to her. She was late for lunch, and didn't want to fight the line so instead she was waiting at the Pepsi machine outside.
"Hey," she said, keeping her head down.
"You and Elliot?" he asked, raising a brow.
"What, no… where…?"
"Doesn't matter, but are we still on for tonight?"
"Of course," Olivia smiled, brushing her hair slightly as she flashed a priceless smile.
"Cool," he said, stuffing his arms in his pockets. "Well," he started, "I'm gonna go, Kylie and Shane are putting on a great show in the parking lot," he said, motioning his head as he stalked off. Olivia, by that time was at next in line and she looked at her options. Pulling out a wadded bill she wait for the older boy to pick. As he grabbed his Mountain Dew, she moved in to take his place. Sliding in her bill, it quickly spit it back. Sighing, she straightens it out on the machine and tried again. Again, it made a crackling noise as the dollar was spit out of the machine.
"Here, trade you," a voice from behind her said. She turned around and saw a tall guy, with short, straight hair and wire rim glasses. He handed her a crisp bill and she handed her the wrinkled one.
"Thanks," Olivia said as she pushed in for a diet.
"Of course," he said, in a sarcastic way.
"Excuse me?" Olivia perched, turning around without grabbing the bottle.
"I said 'of course' meaning go figure you would get a diet soda. I would like to meet one girl who actually got a regular soda," he said, eyes daring her to back to him.
"For your information," Olivia started, not sure what exactly she was going to say, just knowing she wasn't going to let this… this guy talk to her like that, "I could care less about my weight and more about the taste, plus, what is wrong with drinking something good for you?"
"One, it is not at all good for you," he stated, cocky.
"That's not what I meant. I meant, better for you," she corrected herself.
"Okay, let me ask you how many sodas do you drink a day?" he asked as she picked up the bottle.
"Why is that your business?" Olivia asked, moving to the side. She then gave in, "I dunno, like maybe three," she said, thinking.
"Therefore, diet is actually worst. Get the facts," he said, sliding in his dollar in.
"What?"
"True, proven fact," he said, pushing the Diet Pepsi button. He let it drop down and make the annoying clink as he bent down and grabbed it. Olivia had to admit he had a nice ass, but she couldn't believe the nerve of this guy. Rolling her eyes, she glared at him as he stood up and smirked.
"The difference is I only drink a soda a week at the most," he said, smirking a mile wide as he past her and walked to a few more of his friends.
"Ass," she mumbled as she went to seek out Alex and/or Elliot.
Walking around to the corner where they usually sit, Olivia noticed Alex and Tim talking in a remote area. Rolling her eyes, she walked away, only to get stopped by the running Alex.
"Hey," Alex said, slowing down.
"Oh, hey… Why aren't you and…"
"Different things… anyhow, what is it I here about you and a certain senior?"
"Nothing!" Olivia said in mist of a giggle.
"Sure… I can tell by your struggle to answer the question," Alex joked. "So, party talk," Alex said, turning into her more than girly-girl stage. Olivia looked at her and moaned.
"Come on, I know you know because you always know everything!" Alex whined.
"Hey, look, let's go sit by George," Olivia said, seeing him and Abbie sitting alone. "Looks like she has officially taken your stalker away," Olivia whispered before they got in earshot of the two. Alex hit her before sitting down next to George with a friendly smile.
"Hey dude," she said, smiling.
"Hi Georgey," Olivia said with a teasing smile. "Abbie."
Abbie looked up from her nibbled on sandwich barely before giving a quick smile and almost mute 'hello'.
"So, what is happening?" Alex asked, sneaking one of George's fries.
"Not much," George said, rocking his head slightly before giving Abbie an apologetic look.
"Sounds great, really," Olivia joked.
"We missed you at the party," Alex said, almost flirting. The word party shook Abbie and she made a lame excuse before dumping her bag and leaving for inside the school.
"Okay then…" Tim said, putting his hand on top of Alex's head.
"Leave it," Alex said quietly.
"Hum…" he huffed, looking around.
Abbie wondered back into the school with ten minutes of lunch left. She felt bad leaving George behind without saying something, but really couldn't. Alex and Olivia talked over and over again about that night. They didn't seem to notice the fact that Abbie was about in tears the whole time, much less that fact she was even there. Turning towards the library, she did what anyone did who was alone, went there. Pulling out her Trig book, she worked on that.
She was surprised to meet up with Elizabeth Rodgers, from her Spanish class. Elizabeth and her sat across from each other and where both from Texas. Elizabeth, Abbie found out easily, was a wannabe prep. She was more than perfect at everything, getting A's all the time, and dressed in the "preppy" clothes. There was just something about Elizabeth that didn't make her fit.
"Hey," Elizabeth said, moving her stuff to sit by Abbie.
"Hello," Abbie replied, looking up from her book.
"So, I'm taking to John, you know, John Miller in our Spanish class, tall with glasses. Anyway, we are talking and some how the topic of the Spring Dance came up, you know, the one that is in like, I don't know… two, three weeks, well he is like, 'so, Em…' I just love when he calls me Em it's so… I dunno, hmm… well anyway, he was like, 'So Em, ya know that Spring Dance thing coming up,' I was like, yeah, because at that point, I'm not trusting myself to speak because I know I'll say something stupid like I always do. Like the one time when Kyle Tenure and I where talking and… anyway, he was like I was wondering if… HE ASKED ME… yeah, ME to the dance!"
Abbie just looked at her before saying, "Do you ever need a breath?"
"Did you not just hear me? John…"
"I'm just teasin' ya, that's great!" Abbie said, offering a smile.
"So, are you going with Marco? I heard you guys are..."
"...Officially through?" Abbie asked almost snottily.
"I see. You might want to tell the local grapevine that," Elizabeth whispered after she noticed the hasty glares from the librarian. They both shared a small laugh before simultaneously looked at the clock and started packing up.
"See ya in Spanish," Elizabeth said as she left.
"Bye," Abbie waved as she headed to Chem.
Olivia stood up as the last bell rung and pulled her bag over her shoulder.
"Olivia," she heard a voice say as she walked to the front of the class towards the door. Turning to her side, she saw the boy from lunch.
"Oh wondrous," she mumbled with a plaster smile.
"Great to see you again too," he said, pushing past her with the same smug smirk plastered on his face. She watched him get smuggled by Sammy or something like that and the two walked out of the room. Rolling her eyes, she looked for Abbie. The room was close to vacant now so Abbie probably left right away. Mumbling, Olivia left to her own locker on the other side of school.
Ring.
"Coming!" Olivia yelled, fidgeting with her earrings as she added a touch of makeup. She was about a half an hour late, but so was Fin. She looked around at the empty apartment and sighed slightly before grabbing her cheap but ever so cute purse and jacket as she opened the door. Smiling, she made just enough room for herself to slide out and did so. Fin was one of the only people she let into her life and house, but right now the neighbor had their door wide open and was taking much of a chance.
"Lookin' good," he smiled.
"Ready to go?" she huffed. Smiling a conceited smile, he let her lead the way out.
They walked to the Burger Shoppe within ten minutes. Taking a seat at their usual spot, they looked around for Nancy, their waitress.
"Hey ya two, da yasahwool?" she asked with a country accent and awkward smile.
"Please," Olivia smiled with a nod. It was traditional for the two of them to do the Monday burger thing, except for the fact they hadn't done it in quite a while.
"So, the party?" Fin started.
"Which one?"
"Huh… oh… this spring thing," he said, leaning back in his seat.
"What about it?" Olivia asked innocently.
"You going with Elliot?"
"What, uh… I don't think so. Kinda out of my league," Olivia said with a fake laugh.
"Sure…" Finn said, looking at the table sheepishly.
"What does that mean?" Olivia asked through a giggly laugh.
"Nuttin," he said, looking down as Nancy brought them their sodas.
"Thanks," Olivia said with a smile as she took a sip of the soda. She then looked at Fin who she noticed kept his eye on her arm. She looked at him and pulled it in slightly. "New boyfriend," she mumbled, looking down at the stain on the table.
"Olivia, you know you have to do something… you don't have to put up with this shit," he said, looking at her with sorrowful eyes.
"Hmm…" she started, not looking up. She gave a sad smile as Nancy placed a large plate of fries with four half dollar size burgers. She then placed a little dish of honey mustard in front of Olivia and mustard mixed with ketchup. "Thanks," Olivia said, grabbing for a fry. She looked at her watch and back at Fin. A smile creeps across her face as she chewed on the perfect fry.
Fin and her slipped on their sodas and ate their tiny burgers as they talked about useless stuff and then he gave her his mother's invite to supper tomorrow night. Looking up, she blinking and smiled giving a smile yes and nibbled on another fry.
"Oh shit…" Olivia said, looking up at the clock that hands where rested on 6 exactly as they gave a tiny beep.
"Have a date with your boyfriend," Fin teased.
"No," she said, standing up with a chuckle. "Unless you call studying a date."
"Study date," he said as she was about out the door. He noticed the five she slipped on the table and cursed her.
Olivia walked down the street, jacket pulled in tight. It kept getting colder outside, and it looked as if it was going to rain anytime now. Looking around, she dodged to business men and a cyclist. Cursing the street for being so crowded, she shifted off to the side of the road. Turning on the street, she let a man pass her before turning into the entrance to the library. She looked around as the warm air hit her skin.
"Olivia!" she heard a voice call. Turning towards the call, she followed the voice.
"Hey," she said with an angel smile.
"So, how have ya been?" he asked with his half cocked smile.
