Group Therapy

Twenty Two

Olena

Now I know what you're thinking, 'Olena, how could you possibly be involved with your teacher?' Well that's easy, I'm not involved with him. Yet. But he's extremely hot. Like he's every girls dream. He could easily pass of as a student.

I didn't plan on all of this really. It was kind of like a fantasy. I would play situations that's could happen between us over and over again in my head.

Sure I like Mr. Young. Even though I want so much more than what we had, I decided that I shouldn't try anything. He could get in a lot of trouble.

"Olena, did you hear me?" Bradley asks, cutting me from my thoughts.

"Uh what?"

"I asked if you wanted to go to homecoming with me. I know it's next week so I'm kind of late but it would be fun."

"Sure yeah." Even though I would have wanted a better homecoming proposal, I wasn't going to say no.

"My dress is a nude color, so you might want to get something that matches that."

"Okay. By the way you look really pretty today," Bradley says. I like Bradley. He's nice. I don't want to listen to Gionna. She isn't the brightest pea in the pod, but I mean neither am I.

I figure things will work out better with Bradley than Luke, so I might as well just push the idea away.

"I got to get to class Brad, I'll see you later," I say and give him a kiss on the cheek. I guess it would be easy to just stick with Bradley.

It is easy, until I walk into Mr. Young's class. I'm the first one here.

"Hey Olena."

"Hey Mr. Young," I say, trying to get to my seat without making eye contact with him.

"Olena, I switched the sitting chart. You sit right there now," he says, pointing to the closest sit next to his desk. I'm now sitting right in the front and I can sneak looks without him noticing. I'm not good at this whole 'trying to forget about him' thing.

"So, how've you been?" he asks as soon as I sit down.

"I've been good. How about you?"

"I've been okay. My psycho ex girlfriend keeps trying to break into my house, but other than that it's all good."

I laugh. "That's crazy! I can't believe you would date her!"

"I can't believe it either. But she wasn't always so crazy."

"Yeah, some people aren't always who they seem to be," I say, remembering Julian. I am still kind of sad about the situation but I'm mostly over it.

"Exactly."

Soon, everyone starts spilling into the classroom.

"Okay class. New seating chart. Remington will be sitting next to Olena. Nolan you'll be sitting next to Stacy," Luke continues on with the rest of the class.

He makes it very hard to forget about him. He's hot without even trying. Maybe I'm way in over my head, but he just has to be mine.

After class I walk to my locker, where Gigi is waiting for me. She looks pissed off.

"Hey Gionna."

"What the hell is this?" She shoves her phone in my face, waving it back and forth.

"Can you stop moving it? I can't see if you keep shaking it."

Gigi stops shaking the phone and calmly places it in my hand.

Her phone is opened up on Instagram. At first, I'm confused on what the picture is, but then I look a little closer and I definitely know what it is.