Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/13601298. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage Category: F/M Fandom: Tokyo_Mew_Mew Relationship: Shirogane_Ryou/Original_Character(s), Ikisatashi_Quiche/Momomiya_Ichigo, Ikisatashi_Pie/Midorikawa_Lettuce, Akasaka_Keiichiro/Original_Character (s) Additional Tags: Teacher-Student_Relationship, Loss_of_Virginity, emancipation, Friendship, Classroom_Sex, Birthday_Sex Series: Part 2 of its_my_life Stats: Published: 2018-02-07 Chapters: 1/? Words: 3915 ****** It's My Life Re-Written. ****** by SarT55 Summary Elliot was unhappy with his life; his marriage, his job and his father. The only good things in his life were his mother and sisters, a few of his friends and his cat…that was until he met the love of his life. It was after he met her that his life started to change for the better. Elliot was a high school science teacher; but later becomes an at home scientist. He was in a loveless marriage where his wife was cheating on him… His family he doesn’t get along with his father who tried pushing him into a career in archeology. He has a great relationship with his mother and youngest sister; his middle sister not so much. The girl that he loves so much, however, does have secrets and as much as he wants to know; he doesn’t push. But soon all those secrets will all come out. How can one person change someones life so much? Read & Find out. A lot of sex in this one. AU. Characters are OOC. PLEASE NOTE I DO NOT OWN TOKYO MEW MEW/MEW MEW POWER OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS. I JUST OWN THE STORY I WRITE AND THE CHARACTERS I CREATE! Plz comment Vivian (Vivie)-16 x Elliot-24/25 Liliana-19 x Wesley-27 Zoey-16 x Dren-21 Corina-19 x Steven-23 Bridget-16 x Sardon-25 Kiki-15 x Tarb-16 Renee-26 x Ryan-29 Bailey-22 x Tyler-28 Molly-26 x Mark-19 Families: Amy + James = Elliot, Bailey & Kiki Mom + Dad = Wesley & Renee Mom + Dad = Dustin, Justin, Mia & Vivian Cheating Mom + Dad = Vivian Suzie + Adam = Zoey Mom + Dad = Bridget & Nick Mom + Dad = Sardon, Dren & Tarb Mom + Dad = Ryan, Liliana, Steven Mimete + Scott = Sebastian, Tyler, Molly, Corina Mom + Dad = Mark ===============================================================================  Chapter_1:_A_New_School_Year ===============================================================================   It was September 1st and the first day back to school for another year. Liberty School is a private school for students who either can afford it or have good enough grades to get in; it’s about half and half. Liberty School is a different kind of school; it’s not your normal eight hour, nine month a year with a three month summer vacation type of school. Liberty School is then months out of the year starting in September 1st and goes until June 30th with a two month summer break, two week winter break and a week for spring break; and then your normal one to three days for other important holidays. Your normal run of the mill schools run usually from eight in the morning until three fifteen in the afternoon; but Liberty School starts at seven in the morning and goes until four o five in the afternoon with almost an hour lunch. And finally, teachers are required to have a study group, even if it only has one student in it, once a month; either at the school or at their home. Liberty School does require school uniforms: boys wear navy blue dress pants, red dress shirt with a navy blue jacket, dress shoes and socks; girls wear a navy blue and red plaid skirt with a red shirt and navy blue jacket, dress shoes and their choice of ankle, knee high or thigh high socks. The dress code for Physical Education, should you have it is shorts and a shirt that cover everything, tennis shoes and ankle socks. The schools colors are red and navy blue, its mascot is a bear cub and its mottos are “A full mind is a happy mind.” “Learning is fun with the right mind set.” “No matter where you come from; as long as you’re willing to learn; our doors are always open.” And “Always help one another…no matter how smart, what they look like or what their background is; treat others the way you would want to be treated.” “So what do you think of the school so far Ms. Grace?” An older guy asked a younger girl. “It’s different than my last school; that’s for sure.” The girl said softly looking around. “Yes, I bet. Do you think you’ll be happy here?” The guy asked. “I think so…if I can remember where all my classes are and I don’t keep getting lost.” The girl replied. “Is it much bigger here?” The guy asked. “So much bigger.” The girl replied looking around. “And how are your classes going for you? Do you like them; are you happy with them so far?” The guy asked. “Oh yes; I love them all. And I love the fact that I was able to choose most of them.” The girl said with a smile. “Wow; that’s weird. The only students that get to pick most of their classes here are juniors and seniors.” The guy said a bit shocked. “I am a senior.” The girl said softly. “I don’t mean to be rude or anything, but you look too young to be a senior.” The guy said still a bit shocked. “Technically speaking I am; I’m only sixteen. I only turned sixteen in May. But I skipped two grades; would’ve graduated last year if I hadn’t been so sick a few years back and was then held back.” The girl said softly. The guy couldn’t say anything; he was in too much shock now. “Now, now Mr. Gregory; you shouldn’t be too shocked. We’ve had many students come here that have been over achievers and such. Ms. Grace how are you doing? I don’t think we’ve had the chance to really meet; I’m Principal Harper. I’m so glad to have you at our school this year…even if it is only for a year.” A much older man, the principal of the school said as he shook her hand. “Oh I’m glad to be here. It’s nice to meet you; I understand you’ve wanted me to come here for a few years now. And, if you wouldn’t mind; I’d like to be called by my first name, Vivian, if you’d please. Mr. Gregory was just escorting me to my final class; I got lost…again.” Vivian said softly as she put her hand behind her head. “Oh I see; yes, this school is bigger then you last school. Give it time and you’ll know how to get to each of your classes in your sleep. What class do you have next and who is the teacher?” Principal Harper asked. “Oh, um I have Advanced Science 2 with Mr. Grant.” Vivian said looking at her schedule. “Oh my; that’s a hard class. But Mr. Grant is an excellent teacher and usually does his best to accommodate his students. He’s actually one of our best teachers here; him, Mr. Courrage, Mr. Sardon and Mr. Gregory here. Ms. Vivian, just take it easy and you’ll do fine. I’m sorry that you had to transfer to a new school where you don’t know anyone; but you will. You just wait and see.” Principal Harper said with a smile. “Oh but I do have friends here already; they’ve been coming here for years. They’ve also wanted me to come to school with them; we even have a few classes and lunch together.” Vivian said with a smile. “Oh, and who are these friends of yours?” Mr. Gregory asked. “Zoey Hanson and Bridget Verdant.” Vivian replied shocking Mr. Gregory, who held his tongue. “Well anyways, I have to get back to my office now. You go on and get to your next class and have a good last hour.” Principal Harper said as he left to go to his office. “Bye.” Vivian said softly. “Ok, this is Mr. Grant’s class room. Now before you enter, I must warn you; Mr. Grant is a nice guy and all, but he has a bit of a rough edge. Don’t get on his bad side.” Mr. Gregory warned. “Ok, thank you.” Vivian said as she opened the door. “May I help you?” A man in his mid twenties asked looking towards his door. He had short blonde hair and deep aquamarine blue eyes, tan skin, he was tall and looked well built; Vivian couldn’t stop staring at him. “Yes; well I hope so. Mr. Grant, this is one of your students; she’s new to the school and got lost looking for your classroom. I am just dropping her off. Have a good day.” Mr. Gregory said simply. “Hello, I’m Vivian Grace.” Vivian said softly, introducing herself to Mr. Grant. ‘He’s really good looking; also, he looks really young to be a teacher. But I shouldn’t talk; I’m a sixteen year old senior.’ Vivian thought to herself as she continued to stare. Elliot’s_P.O.V.: Another long ass, boring day; with a bunch of ungrateful teenagers who don’t want to be here. Sure, I was once a teenager not that long ago, but I liked going to school - five years ago - I am now twenty four and a high school science teacher who teaches Advance Science 2. This is not what I imagined when I wanted to be a scientist and study science; I just wanted to be a scientist…doing good for the world. My name is Elliot by the way; Elliot Grant. Suddenly the classroom door swung open and in walked Mr. Gregory and a young girl who seemed…lost “May I help you?” I asked Mr. Gregory. “Yes; well I hope so. Mr. Grant, this is one of your students; she’s new to the school and got lost looking for your classroom. I am just dropping her off. Have a good day.” Mr. Gregory said simply as he just kind of disappeared. The girl; she looked maybe fifteen or maybe even younger. “Hello, I’m Vivian Grace.” Vivian said softly, introducing herself. “I’m Mr. Grant.” I told the girl. “So I’ve heard; I’ve been looking for the last ten minutes. I got lost a few times; this school is a lot bigger than the last one I went to.” She said softly as she looked at me. “So, what can I help you with?” I asked her. “Man, she’s cute.” I heard one of my male students whisper. “Yeah, she is; she’s the new girl.” Another male student whispered. “Not much is known about her; maybe she’s weird.” A female student whispered. “That’s enough now; quiet down and start reading pages 5-28!” I exclaimed shocking my students. “Now, back to you; how can I help you?” I asked looking at the girl. She was tiny; she really couldn’t be more then fifteen. She had fair skin, long, wavy dirty blonde hair that reached her mid back and sky blue eyes with glasses that sparked teal everywhere except the lenses. She wore the typical school uniform…except she wore thigh high socks instead of ankle socks. “Oh yes; I’m in your class this year.” She said simply handing me a note. I was confused; there’s no way she’s a senior. “If you don’t mind my asking, but how old are you?” I asked looking at her. “I just turned sixteen in May.” She replied back. “Oh, there must be a mistake; my class is for seniors only.” I told her. “I know; I’m a senior.” She said; once again I was confused. “But you said you were only sixteen.” I said. “Yes, that is correct; I skipped a few grades. So yes, while the typical seniors are between the ages of seventeen-eighteen, I am not; but I’m also not your average sixteen year old. If it wasn’t for being really sick and missing so much school a few years back, I would’ve graduated last year. But what are you going to do? Sick is sick, not much you can do about that is there?” She asked smiling. She had a big smile with almost perfect teeth; they were a little uneven. “I guess not. So, Vivian Grace then?” I asked. “Yep that’s me. Sorry again for being late; this school is my bigger than the one I used to attend…and I sorta, kinda got lost.” She said smiling with a sort of giggle. She is a spaz; but as long as she does the work. “Ok…so you’re shorter than the rest of the class it seems, so I’ll have to stick you in the front so you can see the board and such. Cody, can you move to the back of the class please?” I asked. He gladly took the opportunity to move to the very back of the classroom. I don’t know if that was good move or not; Cody can be a bit of a trouble maker. Scratch that; most of the students in my class are. “Ok, there you are; please take a seat. Oh, and here’s your text book; you’ll have to read pages 5-28 just like everyone else. Do I make myself clear?” I asked her. “Yes Mr. Grant. I can take my seat now?” She asked politely. That’s a thing I caught right away; she was polite…unlike my other students. “Yeah go ahead.” I said simply. I sighed…it was now time to start the class. Normal_P.O.V.: “Ok class; get out your notebooks; it’s time to take notes!” Mr. Grant exclaimed so that everyone could hear him; he put my notes for the class to take up on the projector for them all to see on the bored. Mr. Grant watched as the class took notes; and then his eyes fell onto Vivian. She was just staring at the bored; he started to wonder if she knew what was going on. After about twenty minutes of note taking Mr. Grant had the class read the pages they were supposed to read until the bell rang. “Vivian, could you please come here?” Mr. Grant called to her. He waited for the rest of the class to leave before speaking to her, “I don’t know if this is the right class for you.” “Why not?” She asked confused. “When I have the class take notes I watch everyone to make sure they are taking accurate notes. I watched you just stare at the screen every time I changed it; I never once seen you write anything until a little towards the change of each page…” Mr. Grant was going to continue, but she interrupted him. “But I did take notes; and I got them all written down.” She said and showed him her notebook; she indeed did have everything written down. “But how?” Mr. Grant asked confused as he looked over her very accurate notes. “I told you; I wasn’t your ordinary sixteen year old. My IQ is 135 and I’m considered a speed reader and writer. I read the first two Harry Potter books in one day; would’ve been three, but I got in trouble for not being active enough and was forced to go out and play. The only books that take me a long time to read are Stephen King’s IT and The Stand. I’m sorry if I made it look like I wasn’t paying attention; but for me, if I read and write stuff down at the same time, it never gets done. I may not be the best at science or math…but I like to learn; and I did pas Advance science 1 at my old school; so naturally they put me in Advanced Science 2. I’m just glad they didn’t put me in any math classes this year; I’m really bad at that. Just because I have an IQ of 135 doesn’t mean I know or am good at everything. Again, I’m sorry it looked like I wasn’t paying attention; I really was.” She said softly with a small smile. “It’s fine. Well, as long as you do the work; I guess its fine.” Mr. Grant said simply while looking at her. ‘I hope I did enough to prove I could handle his class.’ Vivian thought to herself. ‘She is so different from my other students; she’s very polite and she actually seems to do the work.’ Mr. Grant thought to himself. “Mr. Grant?” She asked me, snapping him out of my thoughts. Elliot’s_P.O.V.: “Yes, what is it?” I asked. “You said you had papers for me?” She asked looking at me. “Oh yes; sorry about that. Here you go; I would like to have these papers on my desk in the next two weeks.” I told her; I was just ready to leave school for the night. “Mr. Grant?” She asked me again. “Yes, what is it?” I asked. “Are you one of those teachers who skips around? Or do you go in order?” She asked me. “No, I don’t skip around. Why do you ask?” I asked confused. “I was just wondering; it bothers me when teachers do that. I don’t understand why we can’t just go in order.” She said with a smile. “I know the feeling; I can’t stand jumping around.” I said simply. “Do you give out any extra credit?” She asked me; she defiantly was different. “Not currently, but eventually I will; I usually do. Well if that’s it; you should head home.” I told her simply. “Ok, thank you.” She said softly. “You are so weird.” I heard a female student at the door. “Zoey! Bridget!” Vivian cried running to them and hugged them “Vivian, you made it!” The two called hugging her back. I knew both of them…in a sense. Zoey, I’ve had in study hall before and I’ve seen her around; she usually sleeps during study hall…and in math class. She’s nothing like Vivian. And then there’s Bridget; she dating one of my best friends, Sardon. Like me, Sardon is a teacher; the Advanced Geometry teacher. It was a shock to find out my best friend was dating one of his students; but whatever makes him happy I suppose. Bridget is decently smart too, I guess; she’s in his Geometry class. Zoey was about two inches taller than Vivian with long red hair down to a little below her shoulders and brown eyes. Bridget was taller than both girls with long green hair down to her lower back and pale blue eyes with glasses. “Why do you have to be so damn smart? We could’ve been in classes together! But no…you had to go and skip grades. I thought at least when you got really sick we’d still have at least a year of school together. But no…you had to be smart! And you Bridget; you graduate next year! What am I going to do without you two; you’re leaving me alone in the dust! I’m kidding; relax! At least we have study hall and a few fun classes together; we can talk about this and that and boys!” Zoey exclaimed. “We know you are; at least you have other friends here as well. Megan and Mimi, right?” Vivian asked. “Yes…but it won’t be the same.” Zoey said making a face. “How many advanced classes are you in?” Bridget asked her softly. “Never mind that; what classes are you in period?” Zoey asked. “Oh um; I have a lot of fun classes.” Vivian said softly. I will say…she is cute for a student. What the hell am I thinking; she’s a student for crying out loud! “Like what? Any cute boys…or teachers?” Zoey asked. “Uh…Zoey!” Vivian cried embarrassed. “What? I’m just wondering. So what classes do you have that you consider fun?” Zoey asked again. “Well I have: SM1 1. Mythology-7:00-7:45 AM-Mr. Gregory 2. Advanced US History 7:50-8:35 AM-Mr. Jacks 3. Arts Metals & Glass 8:40-9:25 AM-Mrs. Heathe 4. Drawing & Painting 9:30-10:15 AM-Mrs. Faller 5. Advanced American Lit. 10:20-11:05 AM-Mr. Gregory 6. Lunch 11-05-11:55 AM 7. Pottery 12:00-12:45 PM-Mrs. Guger 8. Study Hall-12:50-1:35 PM-Mr. Jacks 9. Study Hall-1:40-2:25 PM-Ms. Sade 10. Creative Writing-2:30-3:15 PM Mr. Swanson 11. Advanced Science 2-3:20-4:05-Mr. Grant I wanted to take English Lit as well, but they told me I needed a second study hall instead… SM2 1. Silent Reading & Book Reports-7:00-7:45 AM-Ms. States 2. Advanced Arts Metal & Glass 7:50-8:35 AM-Mrs. Heathe 3. Advanced Mythology 8:40-9:25 AM-Mr. Gregory 4. English Lit. 9:30-10:15 AM-Mr. Gregory 5. Advanced Creative Writing 10:20-11:05 AM-Mr. Swanson 6. Lunch 11-05-11:55 AM 7. Advanced Drawing & Painting 12:00-12:45 PM-Mrs. Faller 8. Study Hall-12:50-1:35 PM-Ms. Crews 9. Study Hall-1:40-2:25 PM-Mr. Grant 10. Advanced Pottery-2:30-3:15 PM Mr. Guger 11. Advanced Science 2-3:20-4:05-Mr. Grant “I got to chose most of my classes this year; I love this school!” Vivian said with a big smile. “I don’t know how you can; I would’ve rather gone to your school; you only had eight classes and they started at 8:00 instead of 7:00.” Zoey said annoyed. “Yeah, well that’s a change, but I don’t mind; I like all the classes and being here. Plus, unlike my old school, I get to pick most of my classes with a few that are mandatory.” Vivian said. “Speaking of which; how did you manage to get out of Health Class? That’s mandatory and you’re not in it. I know how you got out of P.E.” Zoey said looking at her. “I took the exam for it last week; they told me if I could pass that I didn’t have to take the class. Same goes for math; but I just barely passed that.” Vivian said simply. “Lucky. So, are you ready to go then?” Zoey asked. “Go where?” Vivian asked confused. “To go to the mall; you said you’d go, remember? Mark is waiting and Sardon said he’d give us a ride.” Zoey said simply. “Mark’s going to be there? Who’s Sardon?” Vivian asked looking at the two. “Of course Mark’s going to be there; come on, he’s not a bad guy.” Zoey said simply; it was clear Vivian didn’t like him though. “As long as you’re happy and he doesn’t hurt you, I guess…who is Sardon again?” Vivian asked softly. That’s another thing I’ve noticed; she’s very soft spoken. “That’s the spirit! Sardon is Bridget’s boyfriend by the way; he’s a teacher here.” Zoey said pushing the girls in the room while whispering the last part so only we could hear. “Oh…but why did you push us in here; Mr. Grant is here.” Vivian said simply. “Elliot is one of Sardon’s best friends; he knows.” Bridget said as she waved. “Oh…” Vivian replied as she looked around. “So you’re coming right; we can see if you can get a boyfriend.” Zoey said causing Vivian to turn very red in the face. “N-no…no I-I’m good. I’ll go to the mall, but no boy searching…” Vivian stuttered out. “There you girls are; did you find your friend yet? If you want to go to the mall we need to go now. I have a family thing tonight, remember?” Sardon asked as he came to the room. “Yep, this is our friend Vivian; we’re totally ready to go.” Zoey said as she dragged Vivian out of the room. “She seems socially awkward…” I said once she was out of the room. “Wow you’re still here? I would’ve thought you’d be gone by now.” My best friend Wesley said coming into the room. “I would’ve been but Zoey Hanson and Bridget Verdant stopped by to see their friend.” I said as I got my things. “Oh? I thought this class was just for seniors; who do they know that’s a senior? I know both girls very well.” Wesley said simply staring at me. “Uh, she’s a new girl from a different school; I guess she’s almost a genius. She’s a sixteen year old senior; her name is Vivian Grace.” I explained. “Oh yes; I’ve heard of her. Principal Harper has been trying to get her to this school for the past three years; guess he finally got her.” Wesley said simply. Wesley J. Courrage III or Mr. Courrage is one of my best friends; him and Sardon. Wesley is the Advanced Science 1 teacher. He has long brown hair he keeps tied into a ponytail and pale blue eyes. He’s pretty tall and your typical science nerd; he even looks the part.  Wesley is a single father to a three year old girl; he and his wife divorced shortly after his daughter was born. She didn’t want anything to do with his child, and left to a whole different state with a different guy as soon as she was “free.” “I see. Well, let’s get out of this place.” I said as I got up. “Ok, where to?” Wesley asked me. “Home.” I said as I headed out of my class room. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!