Chapter 18

Esme's P.O.V:

"I can't believe this is happening!" I said to Olaf. "Jacques is probably going to tell everyone about us."

"Don't worry about it. I'm sure he won't tell anyone about us," Olaf replied.

"But what if he does?"

"Stop worrying sweetheart," Olaf said, andthen he kissed me on the cheek. "I know something we could do that can make you stop worrying."

"And what is that?" I asked him, even though I didn't think that there was anything that can make me stop worrying.

"We can continue to make love," Olaf said, and then got under the covers with me, and started kissing me on the neck.

"I don't think that would make me stop worrying," I replied.

"Come on Esme. Today is my birthday. Shouldn't we be celebrating," Olaf said, then kissed me gently on the lips.

"But what if I don't feel like celebrating."

Olaf was about to reply, but then some one knocked on the door. Olaf got up and walked to the door.

"Who's there and what do you want?" Olaf asked the person at the door.

"It's Jacques. Mr.D wants to talk to you and Esme in his office," Jacques said.

"Okay," Olaf said, with a worried expresion on his face.

"What's wrong Olaf?" I asked. "Who is Mr.D."

"Mr.D is the Head of the Educational Department here," Olaf replied. "Jacques must have told him about us."

"What are we going to do?"

"I guess we're going to get dressed, and go to Mr.D's office," he replied, then picked up my dress and tossed it on the bed.

I picked up the dress and put it on. After Olaf got dressed, we started walking to Mr.D's office. I didn't know where his office was, so I followed Olaf. Finally we stopped at a door that had a sign with the words "Mr.D's Office" on it. Olaf knocked on the door.

"Come in," Mr.D said.

Olaf opened the door. Sitting in a chair behind a desk was a middle-aged man with brown hair and glasses. Jacques was standing next to his desk.

"Please sit down Olaf and Esme," he said to us. Olaf and I sat down in two chairs that were in front of the desk.

"I am so ashamed of you two," Mr.D said to us.

"Why?" Olaf asked.

"Don't be smart with me Olaf. You know why I am ashamed of you two," he replied in a annoyed tone. "You two broke a very important rule. We don't allow student-teacher relationships, but you two still disobey the rule. And why did you break the rule?"

"Because I love Olaf and Olaf loves me," I replied nervously.

"You still shouldn't have broken the rule," he said, shaking his head. "I was completly shocked when Jacques told me that he saw y'all in your underwear, making out. How long have you been together? Have you been together for months or was Esme just a one night stand?"

"We'll never tell you! It's none of your business anyways!" Olaf yelled at him.

"Does anyone else know about your relationship?"

"Well, Clara and Olivia know, but they probably wouldn't tell you anything," Olaf replied.

We'll see about that," Mr.D said. "Jacques, can you please tell Clara and Olivia that I want them in my office."

"Yes sir," Jacques replied, and then left the office.

I was worried about what would happen to me and Olaf. My worst nightmare had come true. They found out about us. I was so lost in my thoughts, that I almost didn't notice that Jacques opened the door. Clara and Olivia walked in behind him. Clara and Olivia sat down on a small couch that was in the office.

"I know you're wondering why I wanted you in my office," Mr.D said to Olivia and Clara.

"Yeah. Why do you want us in your office?" Clara asked.

"Because I need to ask you few questions about Olaf and Esme's relationship," he replied.

"I'll be happy to answer any question's you ask me," Olivia said with a big smile on her face. Clara, Olaf, and I glared at her.

"I guess I'll ask you first," Mr.D said to Olivia. "How long has Olaf and Esme been going out?"

"I don't know exactly, but it was sometime before last Christmas," Olivia replied.

"Have they been on any dates?"

"I don't know? But I did see them together at the Christmas Party and the Valentine's day Ball. After the Valentine's Day Ball, they had sexual intercourse with each other."

I was so shocked when Olivia said that. How did she know.

"How do you know about that?" I asked her.

"A little birdie told me," she replied, looking at Olaf. I looked Olaf with a surprised expression on my face.

"Thank you for the information Olivia," Mr.D said. "Now Clara, do you know how long they have been together?"

"I'm not going to tell you anything about their relationship," Clara said.

"Oh well, I already have some information from Olivia," Mr. D said.

"What's going to happen to me and Olaf?" I asked him.

"You won't be able to be together anymore. We're going to keep a close watch on you, just incase you try to get back together. And if you do, you will be kicked out of the organization," Mr.D replied.

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. "Please don't do this to us," I begged. "We are in love. Can't you make an exception?"

"Well, if you would have told me that you two were in love before you started dating, I might have made an exception, but instead y'all started secretly dating. I can't make an exception for rule brakers," he replied.

"Please don't do this to us!" I cried.

"I'm sorry Esme, but I cannot let you two be together. It's against the rules," Mr.D replied. "Clara, can you please escort your friend out of my office, and to her room?"

Clara grabbed my arm. "Come on Esme. Let's go."

"No, I'm not leaving! This is unfair! Let go of me!"

"Esme, I'm going to give you a chance to give Olaf one last kiss," Clara whispered to me quietly. "On the count of tres, I'm going to let go of you. When I let go of you, run towards Olaf and kiss him."

"Thank you," I said to Clara. "You're a good friend."

"You're welcome," she replied, then started counting in Spanish.

"Uno, dos, tres."

Clara let go of my arm. I ran towards Olaf and kissed him. Olaf kissed me back. Jacques was shocked. Mr.D was angry. Olivia scowled. And Clara cheered for us. Finally, we stopped kissing.

"I'll miss you," Olaf said to me.

"I'll miss you too," I said, and then left the room with Clara.

Olaf's P.O.V:

I was laying in my bed, looking up at the ceiling, and thinking about what just happened. I couldn't believe that they found out about our relationship. I felt that it was my fault because I forgot to lock the door. Now me and Esme can't be together. I won't be able to embrace her or kiss her soft lips. I won't be able to take her on anymore dates. I loved Esme with all my heart and Esme loves me. She looked really beautiful in her glittery blue dress with the long slit on the side. I was going to make love to her tonight, until Jacques walked in on us. As I was thinking about Esme, someone knocked on my door.

"Come in," I said to the person who knocked on the door.

They opened the door. It was Olivia. She was holding a present in her hand. I was wondering what she wanted. I was not in the mood to see her.

"Hey Olaf," she said in a sweet voice. "Happy Birthday. I got you a present."

"Oh. Thank you," I said, and then opened my present. It was a book full of monologues.

"So, do you like it?" Olivia asked.

"I guess so," I replied.

"I missed you ever since we broke up," Oliva said to me. "Since you're single now, mabye we should go out on a date sometime. What do you think?"

"Why would I want to go on a date with you after you told Mr.D about Esme and me having sex! Esme is probably mad at me for tellin you about that! Besides, I don't even love you!"

"I still love you, and you don't have a chance with Esme, so I thought mabye we should try going out again."

"Well, I don't want to go out with you! I don't even want to see you right now!" Get out of my room!" I yelled, and then threw a pillow at her.

"Fine! Be that way!" Olivia yelled. Then she left my room and slammed the door.

After she left, I grabbed the book that she got me for my birthday, and threw it in the trash.