Alright, this is my first story so I hope you guys like it.
Warnings: Swearing, Futa-Bella, Femslash
I don't own Twilight or anything else besides the plot. This isn't my sandbox, I'm just playing in it.
Bella panted, bending over with her hands on her knees and looking back behind her. She wasn't sure why she did, after all her "starting line" was several miles back. She was proud of herself. Several months ago she was over a hundred pounds heavier and not nearly as fit. When you're 5'8, three hundred and thirty pounds just isn't healthy. Angered that she had let herself go after getting home from her tour and gained more weight than she should have, she had started walking around the block. Walking became running, then expanding her route a block or two. Within a year she had gone from the pudgy nerd that everyone in high school remembered, to being rather attractive. The baby fat on her face was gone, leaving a strong, slightly square jaw, her dark chocolate eyes framed by short, rainbow colored hair. Cut into a mohawk, the sides were nearly completely buzzed off and bleached into a yellow-blonde, the longer hair on the top and back of her head flowing between yellow, green, blue, purple and red then repeated itself. She was proud of the look, feeling that the new hair style fit her newly toned body. She had gained the legs of a runner and once her stamina had gotten better, Bella began with pushups and situps, resulting in the beginnings of a four pack and strong arms.
Bella's normally gelled up hair was plastered to her forehead, neck, and either side of her head, sweat dripping down her skin and catching on her tank top, her basketball shorts hanging loosely on her hips and the strings tied tightly to keep them on her. Letting out a huff and standing straight again, she went to finish her run. It was eight in the morning now, so she had a little under an hour to finish her run, get ready, and then start working. Normally no one would be happy about work, so the grin that overcame her face really shouldn't have been there, yet it was. Bella was extremely excited to begin her work today, as she had been for the last eight months. She shook her head and focused on her run, finally reaching her doorstep. When her door was opened, a small ball of fluff came running for her, jumping up and down with a string of excited yipping. Small enough to fit in a handbag, Snowball was her Siberian Husky puppy. Poor guy had been the runt of the litter and no one had wanted him. Bella eagerly adopted him and the white furball had been glued to her side since, the blue and brown eyes and single black spot between them both endearing qualities of the animal. She happily pick up her companion and carried him with her to the bathroom, where his food and dish both were. He insisted on eating while she showered in the mornings, and she still wasn't sure why, but who was she to argue with her partner in crime.
Food in his dish, she set Snowball down and turned to start pulling off her clothes, pointing at her dog. "Cover your eyes, mister." Snowball barked and put his head down, holding his paws over his eyes until she gave him the go ahead. Bella chuckled when she heard him resume his frantic eating and quickly washed the evidence of her workout off of her body, pointedly ignoring paying much attention between her legs. Once she was done she wrapped herself in her towel and headed to her room, Snowball on her heels, and went into her closet, pulling on her undergarments and black socks, followed by a black tank top, black button up and matching trousers. Shiny dress shoes followed and a black tie, then her Sheriff's Deputy badge. The officer tucked in her shirt and put on her gun belt that held her cuffs, taser, baton, and, obviously, her gun, then grabbed a small K-9 vest and whistled to Snowball, who padded over happily, holding still as his owner put on his vest and then his harness before they headed to her car.
Bella and Snowball walked into Forks High School, the former slipping off her jacket as she smiled at the woman behind the desk. "Morning, Mrs. Coop. How are you today?"
The older woman, her hair red but with streaks of grey and square glasses just smiled. "As good as I can be on a monday morning. You look skinnier again, Deputy Swan. Tell me you're eating between all those pushups." Bella chuckled.
"Don't you worry, I am. Now, where's boss man want me today?" the younger woman asked, her smile charming, even to the woman who saw her as her daughter. The older of the two shook her head and checked her email.
"Ms. Brandon is having trouble again with her classes. That poor woman can't catch a break. Anyway, you and Snowball are stationed there today. If you hurry, you can get there before the other students do," Melissa Coop winked, causing a bright red blush on the wild haired woman's face. Old she may be, but she could definitely see that Bella had a crush on the slightly older teacher. Without much more than a polite goodbye, Bella and Snowball headed down the hall to the English hall. The husky barked excitedly as soon as he caught the scent of his second favorite person. Bella chuckled and stopped at the door, knocking on the frame and smiling charmingly at the sight of a frantic Ms. Brandon. The woman was barely 5'4 and often tried to make up for it with heels. She was shuffling through her papers and her desk was a bit of a mess. Long black was in a high ponytail, a white blouse going rather well with her black knee length skirt and matching heels.
At the Deputy's knock she shot her head up and sighed in relief. "Thank god you're here. Maybe today there won't be any paint filled balloons." A deep frown marred Bella's face and she tied Snowball's leash to her belt loop before crossing her arms.
"They've been that bad? Why haven't you filed a report, Ms. Brandon?" she questioned in a hard, professional voice, though Alice still caught what she thought was a tender edge to it. She shrugged in return.
"It wasn't a big deal."
"It is a big deal. They've done this to new teachers, but you would think after eight months they would have given up."
"I agree. I have more tie dye now than any woman should. Unless she's heading to Woodstock." Alice joked, letting a smile slip out when Bella's serious demeanor broke and she started laughing.
"Or girl scouts," the younger woman offered, earning laughter from the teacher. "Hey, do you need help with your papers?"
Alice gave the woman a small smile and nodded, accepting the help as they worked to straighten up the desk. Bella missed the pink tinted cheeks as Alice would lift her head to smile at the deputy. Snowball did his best to hold still but eventually began to sniff the shorter woman's feet, curious as always about new things. Alice giggles at the feel of a cold nose on her leg and looked down, hearing Bella laugh.
"Snowball, what are you doing, bud?" He only barked in return and the teacher before them smiled.
"Can I pet him?" Bella nodded and smiled at the sight of her crush crouching down so she could give her best friend some love. Snowball licked her face and hands, showing how much of a puppy he really was. "Can he do any tricks?" Ms. Brandon asked.
"Oh yeah. Let's see… Snowball." The puppy's head snapped to her. "Sit." He sat, his head as high as he could get it, looking quite proud of his ability to do a trick. Bella knelt down and held up her hand. "Gimme five!" He smacked his paw against hers and gave a short bark. Bella grinned and banged her fist against her chest. "Speak!" Snowball gave a louder bark and Bella grinned again. "Present paws!" He sat again and lifted his right paw to his head, not putting it down until Bella saluted him back. "Alright bud. One more." She made a handgun at him. "Reach for the sky!" He lifted his front paws up, balancing on his back paws. "Bang!" He fell over and played dead, making Alice clap and Bella to praise him with a "good boy!" and a meaty treat. When the officer was back on her feet, Alice tilted her head.
"So is he just training for the K-9 unit or…?" Bella rubbed her neck, leaning against one of the desks.
"He's also training to be my service dog." Alice looked her over. It was apparent the woman wasn't blind, as she was a police officer, and it didn't seem like she had any physical problems. By all means, the 24 year old seemed to be completely okay.
"I don't understand…" Alice started gently. Bella opened her mouth to explain, but the bell rang and kids started pouring in. Forks high had lost a lot of it's brilliance since Bella had left. Most of the kids coming in looked like they were in gangs, were openly bullying others as they came in, or threw insults at Alice. Bella's demeanor became all business as she made her way to the front of the class and stood beside Alice, her arms crossed and jaw set, with Snowball sitting beside her, looking like he would be quite intimidating if he had been bigger. From this angle the English teacher would make out a few scars that cut through the taller woman's hair, interrupting the blonde hairs there and leaving jagged scar tissue in it's wake. Once the class was full, Bella gained everyone's attention the same way she had in the Marines.
"Class!" she barked, causing most of the kids to freeze and face the front, silencing immediately. A few just laughed at her and she saw several reach down beside their desks. "You've all been a pain, to the point the school has appointed me to watch the class. Make no mistake, if you fall too far out of line, break any laws, I can and will arrest you. And while Ms. Brandon did not grow up here, I did. I know every single one of your parents, and grew up with them. A few of them served with me. So just know I will not hesitate to go inform them of the water balloons at your feet." Several students shifted in their seats before one kid, who Bella identified as Andrew Newton, Mike's son, stood up and sneered at her.
"Why should we take orders from you, you fucking freak?!" Bella's jaw tightened and Alice noticed, glaring at the young man. "I think we should listen to this!" he laughed, chucking a water balloon at the deputy. Without batting an eye, Deputy Swan caught the balloon, letting her hand follow its path a moment to avoid it bursting, looking at it with a raised eyebrow before letting it fall into the trashcan, painting the bag bright green.
"You should listen to me because what you just did could have been counted as assault on a police officer. Your father may be a tool, kid, but I served with your mother and could call her now and inform her not only that you have no respect for your elders, but that you're not wearing the glasses she spent good money on." The young man blushed furiously and gulped, sitting down with a look of defeat. "Yeah that's what I thought. Now, I will remain in this class until appointed elsewhere. You will behave, you will participate, and by damnit you will learn. Is this understood?"
The class was silent as they nodded their heads and Alice relaxed, watching as Bella made her way to a back corner to keep an eye on the class. Her first class went smoothly, and Bella gave the same speech at the beginning of each class to ensure this. When the lunch bell rang, the deputy stood, ready to follow the class to the cafeteria for some food when the smaller woman stopped her.
"W-wait, Deputy Swan," Alice called out, making the other woman pause and turn back. "Would you like to stay and eat with me? I always pack too much and… Uhm…" She searched for the right words but Bella was already smiling.
"I would be honored, Ms. Brandon. On one condition." Alice tilted her head, wondering what the condition could be. "Call me Bella?"
Alice giggled and nodded, smiling at both the woman and excited puppy with her. "Alright but you have to call me Alice."
"Deal."
So they say together at a back table, Alice pulling out enough for two people and Snowball snoozing in Bella's lap as they ate. This continued well into the next couple weeks, as the deputy became a perm enemy fixture in the classroom, until Bella finally got the courage one afternoon to ask a question she had wanted to ask for several months.
Alice was packing up her bag when Bella cleared her throat. "Erm, Alice?"
"Yeah, Bella?" The woman in question looked up to meet nervous brown eyes.
"Are you free on Friday?" Alice blushed at this and shook her head. "Would you be willing to… to go on a date with me? I mean it's okay if you don't I just… Erm… Yeah…" Bella blushed furiously as Alice blinked a few times before smiling.
"I would love to go on a date with you. What time?"
"Seven? I'll pick you up."
"Perfect."
Alright, just gonna see what kind of response I get from this. Reviews are love so let me know if you want me to continue.