Wow, sorry for those who actually read my stories and wanted me to update. I have taken FOREVER to update this. Hey, did you think I left you? Of course not. I just haven't been given ANY time at all because I'm just angry that my teachers think I have no life. They like to think that their stupid homework is pretty much my life. So what do I do in life? HOMEWORK. How enjoyable… Oh and speaking of teachers, here is Mr. Os... lol Review!

My heart beat rapidly as I sat there in my bedroom going over all that had happened back in Mr. Os' classroom. Part of me liked the way he had brushed against me and pinned me against the desk, but the other part was terrified of what could have happened if that teacher hadn't interrupted. Would it still be considered rape if I liked it just a little bit? It wasn't exactly what I had in mind for our first time…

I slowed my breathing as I tried to relax and think of ways to deal with it. I could go and confront him, ask what the heck he was thinking, and then jump all over him again the right way.

I dialed my friend's number, needing to speak with someone about it, but as it rang, I quickly decided I should keep it between me and him. If this got out, who knows what could happen.

Sighing, I slipped into bed and struggled to fall asleep.

*Tuesday*

With the lack of sleep, I grumpily made my way to first period. I had a hard time stepping through the door of his classroom and when I did, relief swept through me as I saw a substitute teacher standing at the front of the classroom.

"Hello class, I will be your teacher today. Mr. Os had to go to a appointment this morning but should be back during lunch. Please get out your books so we can start on the assignment." The teacher said.

I had to restrain myself from slamming my face against the desk. So he would be here for my PE class… Just great.

The day rolled on so quickly that I was completely shocked when the bell rang for third period. I thought of ways to get out of going. I could possibly skip… but it wasn't like I could skip for the rest of the year. No, I just have to face it if I liked it or not. I wasn't exactly sure why I was making a big deal out of it. There was just something about it that I feared…

Then I was walking inside the little room for PE and my thoughts ran in another direction as I took in his figure. He saw me, looked down, and then walked over to a group of students, pretending he hadn't noticed me. That was probably a good thing. I didn't think I could speak to him just yet.

When we were freed to go wherever we want, I raced to the swimming pool where I was sure he wouldn't go to yet.

Oh I was wrong. That was the first place he had gone to.

I looked up at him, shielding my eyes from the sunlight, as he walked up to me. I was splashing my feet in the water and had the urge to splash him but for him being a teacher and all, it would be inappropriate.

Speaking of inappropriate, I wonder how much we had done out of the sight of others that was inappropriate… But the point was, there were others around so I wasn't able to do what I was wanting to do.

"I want to speak to you Ariel." He finally said, sliding off his shoes and socks, and dipping his feet in the water as he relaxed beside me.

"You think this is the best place to do that?" I growled, glancing around at those swimming around the pool.

"If you know what I'm talking about, I won't have to say too much." He stared down at the glistening water as he waited for my response.

"Alright. I want to know." I said, watching him.

He hesitated for a second as someone swam by. "I'm sorry."

I was expecting more so I clearly didn't know what he was talking about. "Sorry for what?"

He shook his head disapprovingly. "I told you if you knew what I was talking about, I wouldn't have to say much."

This made me angry. "I'm sorry I can't read minds. Alright. Are we talking about yesterday?"

He made a nervous gesture with his hands. "Yes." I nodded slowly as he paused and I waited impatiently for him to continue. "It was very… inappropriate of me. I can't say much more about it. I just wanted to let you know, we should stay away from each other. It is for the best."

My heart thumped and I became confused by these words. "What are you talking about? One day you are all over me and the next you don't want anything to do with me."

He sighed, not looking at me. "Like I said, it's for the best." He stood up before I could object. "Don't come to me unless it is school related." For the next few seconds, all I saw was his back as he walked away and out of sight.

Later on, I was sitting again in my room ready to cry when my phone rang. "Hello?" I answered in a sad voice.

"Hey! What's the matter?" My friend asked, concerned.

This actually made tears fall because everything that had happened, I had kept from her. I wasn't sure of what I could say. I trusted her but I didn't know what she would say about this situation. "Oh just fighting with parents is all…" I lied.

"I'm sorry. I hope you feel better." She paused, waiting for me to say something but when I didn't she continued. "We need to hang out sometime. We have been distant lately."

I nodded and realized I was so caught up in Mr. Os that I had forgotten my friends. "Yes, we should. How about tomorrow after school?"

We agreed on the plans and decided to meet as soon as school ended.

*Wednesday*

It was like I didn't exist. Like nothing ever happened. He avoided my gaze through the whole period and went on teaching as he normally did.

By the end of class, I was so fed up with it. As soon as the bell rang, I marched right up to his desk that he was sitting at. I waited for the confused students to file out before looking at him. When I did, I saw that he was watching me. "May I help you?" He asked, his tone normal.

"I want answers." I replied.

His face remained expressionless. "For what? You know I can't give out answers to tests. That would be cheating." I almost thought I saw a flash of humor in his eyes as he said this.

I just glared at him. "You know what I'm talking about. The other day?"

He said nothing for a minute and then he sighed, sitting up straight in his chair. "I thought we were trying to keep this school related?"

My hands balled into fists unintentionally. "I never agreed on that."

He shook his head. "You don't need to. Please, if you don't have anything you need, leave."

As the bell rang for the next class, all I could do was sigh in defeat. "Whatever." I mumbled as I made my way out the door. This wasn't over…

The day once again flew by, even PE where he avoided me the whole way through. When school ended, I was glad to get out to my friend. She was smiling and jumping all over the place when she saw me. Then she noticed my face. "What's the matter?" I shook my head, unable to say anything. "Come on, I know something is up. Tell meee." I looked down at my feet and thought about telling her.

"I'm not sure if I can."

As I looked up to see her reaction, I saw hurt in her eyes. "I'm your friend and you can't trust me?"

I shook my head quickly. "No, I do trust you! It's just…" I sighed, trying to figure out how to explain. "Alright. I'll tell you. But this… you can't tell anyone." She nodded, coming closer to I could explain without being heard by anyone walking by. I told her just about everything, even the part where he had pinned me down in the classroom. I didn't tell her the exact details on that, because I still wasn't sure how she react to the whole 'teacher' thing.

"Holy macaroni…" She gasped as I finished. She had kept silent the whole time, listening to me. "and you haven't told me until now! How could you!" She shot at me. I was worried for a second before her angry face turned into a smiling face. "My advice, go talk to him right now!"

I was taken aback. Now? "But… he probably wouldn't talk to me."

She shook her head. "Well it's not like you're going to talk to him anyway if you don't go. He's probably still in his room too."

I frowned. I hadn't planned on doing this, so I wasn't quite ready. "What should I say?"

She thought for a moment. "Go in, sit down, and have a conversation with him. If you have to, just start out with 'school related' things and then move on to others. The worst he could do is tell you to leave."

I glared at her. "I hate being rejected."

"You made it this far without me. I'll wait for you out here. Just go girlie!" She made a shove in the direction of the school building and before I got to decide what I wanted to do, I gave in.