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Chapter 15

Esme's POV:

The next day…

"Esme, I need to talk to you," Olaf said to me, as I was leaving his classroom.

"Okay," I said, and followed him to his office.

"So, why do you need to talk to me?" I asked him, as I sat down.

"Olivia found out about us," Olaf replied.

I was so shocked when Olaf told me this. It was as if one of my worst nightmares had come true.

"How did she find out about us?"

"She saw us dancing at the Christmas party. When she saw me and you leaving the party together, she followed us. She saw us kissing under the mistletoe. Saturday, Olivia saw us at the Valentines Day Ball together. She followed us that night too. She told me that she stood by my room for thirty minutes, and then went back to the ball because no one came out of the room," he explained.

"She was stalking us!" I exclaimed. She is probably going to tell everyone about us."

"Olivia promised me that she wasn't going to tell anyone," Olaf said.

"How do you know that she is going to keep her promise?"

"Because she still loves me. She told me that she still loved me, before she left the room yesterday."

"Well what should we do about this?" I asked him. "What if someone else finds out about us?"

"We will have to be more careful from now on," he replied. "If we are going on a date, don't dress to fancy. At dances, parties, and balls we won't be able to dance as much. Also, we won't be able to kiss in public."

I know it is important that we didn't get caught being together, but I did not like what Olaf was saying. He was the only person I danced with at the dances, parties, and balls. I loved dressing fancy for him on our dates. And I did not like the fact that we wouldn't be kissing as much as we used to. But, Olaf was kinda right. If we want to be careful, we wouldn't be able to do all the things we usually do all the time.

"I guess your right," I said to Olaf. "We do have to be more careful."

"Okay," Olaf said. "You may go now, unless if you have anything else you want to talk about."

"No, I don't," I replied. I stood up and opened the door. "Bye Olaf," I said, just before I closed the door.

Olaf's POV:

A few days later…

I was in the V.F.D. parking lot waiting for Esme. We were going on a date tonight. I looked at my watch. It was 5:50. When I looked up from my watch, I saw Esme walking towards me. She was wearing a blue dress with long sleeves and matching blue hills. It wasn't as fancy as what she would usually wear on a date, but she still looked beautiful.

"Hello Esme," I said. "You look very pretty tonight."

"Thank you," Esme replied.

I opened the car door for her, then got into the driver's seat, and started driving. After driving for almost an hour, we finally arrived at Giovanni's. The usher by the door took us to our table. We sat down, and then Esme stood up again.

"I got to use the restroom," she said. "I'll be back darling."

"Okay," I said.

As I was waiting for her, I started looking around the room. I looked to my left, and was surprised about who I saw. Sitting at a table together was Clara and Mark. Clara looked in my direction. Her eyes grew wide, and then she looked at Mark. Mark was about to look in my direction, but then Clara leaned forward, and started kissing him. Mark kissed her back. They started making out. People were starting to stare at them. Then, I saw Esme walking to the table.

"Esme, we have to leave," I told her as soon as she sat down.

"Why," she asked me.

"Because they are here," I replied, pointing at Mark and Clara.

"Oh," Esme said.

"Come on let's get going."

Esme and I got up, and left the restaurant. Esme didn't say a word to me on the drive home. Esme didn't speak to me, until we got out of the car.

"Good night Olaf," she said to me. She was about to kiss me, but I stopped her.

"We're not supposed to kiss in public," I told her.

Judging by the look in her eyes, I could tell that she was very upset with me. She turned around, and started walking towards the headquarters.

"Good night Esme," I said. "I'm sorry about tonight."

"Esme didn't reply. She didn't even look back at me. She just kept on walking.