Piper Chapman
Piper and Polly were walking down the streets of New York after they've tried to sell their soaps to yet another big company. The talk didn't go as well as they've planned and Piper was disappointed to say the least. She was walking and talking, maybe more like screaming, at Polly at the same time and her talking went along with a lot of hand gestures. She was waving her limbs around like the branches of a tree when the weather is stormy.
The two of them started their own business two years ago. It all started with a few ideas of soap making in Polly's kitchen. That was always combined with a lot of wine so after a few successful bashes of soap the two best friends couldn't be more proud and started to run a business together. In their, drunken, minds it all seemed so easy. What could go wrong? The soap smelled good.. it didn't even taste bad. Piper also found that out almost a year ago when they were - again - drinking wine and making soap at the same time. In Piper's advance.. It didn't help that they still were 'baking' soap in Polly's kitchen in all kinds of forms and shapes, also food shapes, so when Piper as a lightweight had a little too much to drink she became hungry and decided to take a bite of the just finished a sample of the new marzipan smelled soap. The blonde didn't even realize this until Polly started laughing uncontrollably and smacked the soap right out of Piper's hands. The blonde started to protest, as she was still hungry and whatever the hell she was eating didn't taste so bad due to her drunkenness.
Piper couldn't believe yet another big company had shut down the soap business of the two women. What were they going to do now? She already set a deadline for herself. If in another six months the soaps still weren't accepted by a big ass company, the blonde would walk her little ass out of Polly's kitchen and would go back to being a waitress or whatever the hell she could think of to pay the bills to her their apartment.
Alex Vause
Last night was yet another fun night for Alex Vause. She spent the night at her friend Nicky again. Nicky invited Lorna along with a couple of her friends in an attempt for her to allure the brown woman with red lips. Of course that night wasn't any different and Nicky wound up going to bed alone, because Lorna was still hung up on Christopher or whatever the hell his name was. And even if she wasn't… Nicky wasn't entirely sure anymore that she could convince the woman to play a game of softball, so to speak. For Alex it wasn't any different. She wasn't attracted to Lorna's friends like at all.. but she always enjoyed a night of fun within the wild haired woman's company and would walk through fire for her if it was necessary. If Nicky asked Alex to be there and be her wing woman, Alex wouldn't argue. It was as simple as that.
The next morning she woke up with a killer headache due to the amount of booze she consumed the night before. She was trying to make the night a little more bearable.. but this morning she second guessed it and made a note to herself to not drink as much in the nearby future. That Alex wasn't interested in any of Lorna's friends.. didn't keep those friends from wanting to hook up with her and occasionally Nicky gave them Alex's number as a joke. She knew Alex would hate her for it but she just couldn't help herself sometimes. So when Alex was walking the streets of New York this morning in search for a place that offered a decent coffee, she felt the phone in the pocket of her leather black jacket vibrate. Out of habit she grabbed her phone immediately and opened the message that was announced on the tiny screen.
Although Alex was wealthy enough she wasn't someone to go mainstream and was still very attached to her old Blackberry. It did however already have an qwerty keyboard so she didn't get why people would change phones whenever a newer type would be out. This one worked just fine.. she always had the habit to attach herself too much to things that she liked.
Of course the message belonged to one of Lorna's friends. She laughed at another attempt of Nicky to tease her and was just about to put her phone away before she decided to 'thank' the wild haired woman for yet another one of her fans.
PC/AV
While Alex was typing away on her Blackberry she didn't notice the blonde woman that was walking directly towards her, she was waving her hands like a wild woman and didn't seem to notice the brunette at all. She was too busy bantering at her friend who was working hard to carry both of their bags and two baskets full of soap, while listening to her blonde friend at the same time. It was kind of impressive, really.
It lasted another five seconds before the brunette and the blonde collided hard. Alex dropped her phone on the floor and Piper dropped the just purchased box of business cards for their soap business. Without even looking at who she ran into, she started screaming at the woman who she collided with and apparently wasn't up for reasoning in any kind of way. "Watch where you're walking bitch," she screamed at the brunette who was currently dropping on her knees to retrieve her much loved Blackberry and to grab the cards off the ground.
She however did look up at the blonde woman above her and saw right through her even if she was still rambling on and screaming at her. She was trying to concentrate at which curses the woman was screaming at her but it seemed to be hard as she was getting lost in her blue eyes immediately. The blonde woman was cute.. very cute. Especially when she was angry she imagined. A grin spread on the older woman's face when she stood up and handed the cards to the blonde's friend. She sure as hell wasn't going to give the screaming woman the time of day and walked right passed the couple after without giving the blonde a second look.
Polly however did lock eyes once with the woman who collided with her friend and she seemed impressed with the brunette for not letting her blonde friend get to her. Because Piper sure as hell was getting to Polly at the moment. "What the fuck Piper, enough already with the tantrums," she yelled at her. Yes that's right, it was her turn to yell now. "What has gotten in to you that you're not only yelling at me but just a few seconds ago you were completely going bat shit crazy at some stranger on the street who didn't bump into you on purpose you know. God you can be such an asshole sometimes." The blonde just chuckled at this. "I'm an asshole? What about that woman who seemed too busy texting to look in front of her and…. Whatever." She waved her hands around again. "Look at my fucking cards Polly?" She begged her friend to look at them. "They're all ruined now. Just like our business."
Alex Vause
Alex finally reached a place to retrieve a good coffee and hopefully her morning wouldn't be a sign about how the rest of her day would go. In her mind she could still see a pair of bright blue eyes and she searched her pockets for a card she secretly sneaked when the blonde woman was still screaming after their collision. PoPi - a soap business by Piper Chapman and Polly Harper the card read. At the bottom of the card the two names were printed again along with two phone numbers. She grabbed her now slightly more damaged phone out of her pocket and attached one of the phone numbers in her phone under the name of Piper Chapman. She heard the brunette friend call her friend Piper Elizabeth Chapman out of embarrassment several times so thank God she didn't have to embarrass herself by texting the wrong number.
She did however decided to wait a couple hours to text the blonde because she didn't want to seem to eager and in fact; she just knew how to play women. An hour later she arrived home and disappeared into her office to take care of some administrative work. Alex owned several clubs all through New York, which made her incredibly rich but also gave her a lot of free time to do whatever the hell she wanted. You would figure that for a woman who owned four clubs, she would be clubbing every single night but the truth was she was done with random hook-ups in her clubs and sleeping with the girls who were working for her also didn't work out, she found out the hard way. So now she actually just enjoyed the clubs by managing things from home and she could because she hired the absolute best to run her clubs for her.
Whenever something went wrong or seemed off at the clubs, she had enough insiders that she trusted and that would call her immediately to confess the bad news. That way from time to time she would be working at the club for a while until things were running smoothly again and she then could enjoy her quiet time at home with a few of her close friends. Tonight she would be working in one of the clubs called Saltshaker. Her wild haired friend Nicky Nichols enjoyed her free time so when the brunette offered her to run this club, she declined. She wasn't feeling the extra responsibility and her salary was already pretty high. She did enjoy bar tending there on a regular schedule so both friends were satisfied with their agreement this way. Alex asked her friend Nicky to join her working in the club for a couple extra nights to get the club running smoothly again. The two friends were always up for an adventure and looked forward to bar tending together tonight.
Alex didn't like to show off her clubs so when she was making sure the clubs were running from the inside, she would still be working there as a bartender. Actually not to many people, not even her staff, knew that the brunette owned the clubs and she didn't feel like letting them in on that fact. Over the years she did however managed to earn respect from any bartender or member of the staff in all the clubs. Nobody seemed to know why it was that the brunette would show up in a club from time to time, would work for a couple of weeks and after would disappear altogether to just show up again after a long period of time. The brunette just had that effect on people. They didn't ask questions, they just understood and showed respect. If they did that, she was good company and frankly that was all that the staff members cared about. After all, she sort of selected them herself. Nicky would usually have the conversation but with an earplug and in this way the brunette still called the shots.
She didn't even realize that after a few hours it was already six o'clock and she would still have to get ready for the evening and grab a quick bite with Nicky before their shift at Saltshaker. Luckily for all her clubs she invested in V-necks, her favorite item of clothing. The V-necks looked hot as fuck on her, she thought so herself and was indeed complemented on that fact quite a few times already. She paired the outfit with skinny jeans and boots, her hair hung loose over her shoulders and the blue tips in her hair matched with the blue salt shaker on the back of the shirt. Above the salt shaker it read the name of the bar in large white capitals. If Alex would take all of her clothes off, you still could see references to her clubs. She had a symbol of her flour clubs tattooed on her body.
When the brunette arrived at the club a couple of hours later, it was already nine o'clock and Nicky and her were drinking a couple of shots themselves to get them in the right mood for tonight. Just then the brunette thought about the collision from this morning and the blonde woman with her bright blue eyes popped into her head. She also remembered that this morning she put her number in her phone and was planning on texting her about their strange meeting this morning. She didn't say a word to the blonde when she was screaming at her, but that didn't mean she was letting the blonde off the hook that easily..
Piper Chapman
After Piper was being rightfully set into place by her friend Polly they decided to go for an early lunch in the city to eat and drink away their problems. Over lunch they discussed their plans and both decided that it would be best if they both started working part time and work on the soap business when they had free time. Piper already had trouble paying the bills as it was and Polly couldn't keep paying for half of their apartment on her own. The two women made up and decided to go out tonight as a sort of beginning of an new era and to clean the air they would drink and dance their troubles away. Polly and Piper would go to the bar where Polly's boyfriend Pete worked. Pete was an Australian bartender at a club called Saltshaker. Tonight was some kind of special 'ladies night' because according to the Australian boyfriend the club wasn't running as smoothly as it did a few months ago. So the owner decided to throw in a weekly ladies night with tequila shots for half the normal price and on top of it everybody got a free margarita at the beginning. When Piper heard Pete mention something about a margarita she was already in and told Polly that that would be where they were going tonight.
You would get a free margarita if you would be in the club before ten that evening so by nine o'clock the ladies were getting ready and taking care of the final details in their outfit and make-up when Piper's phone went off. She grabbed her phone from her nightstand and made a crunching face when she didn't recognize the number and didn't see a name. It read: I think you owe me an apology…
Piper tried to think who this might be and was having a hard time thinking about her relationships in the past year. She pretty much just had one-night stands the last year and couldn't exactly think of one guy that had a problem with that. She never brought them to her own place and always left before they would wake up in the morning. It was just easier that way and for the past year it was working. She didn't develop feelings for someone that she shouldn't fall for and she was quite happy with her life this way. Polly constantly tried to set her up with serious guys but she just wasn't looking for a serious relationship at the moment. On Polly's insistence she did have a couple of dates with a guy named Larry but he just seemed boring and too uptight for Piper's liking. She did her friend a favor by giving it a few tries but after the third date Piper still didn't even kiss him goodnight. Polly knew it was a no go and she stopped complaining about him altogether. Piper was grateful for it.
"Do you know anybody who I may need to apologize to," she asked her brunette friend. "Besides me obviously….. OOH and that lady who ran into you this morning, I cannot think of anyone else.. why?" Piper was surprised Polly mentioned the lady from that morning but now that she really thought about it maybe she was a little out of line. She completely lost it in front of a woman she didn't even know. But then again, how would the stranger get a hold of her number and would she really text her? There was only one way to find out who this mystery person was..
Piper: Who are you?
Piper typed fast. She was curious about a response, but it was Polly who brought her back to earth and announced that they had to be leaving in ten minutes so Piper better moved fast. Pete also had to work tonight so he decided to take the two women with him. In that way they would be in time for the margarita's and Pete could drive them home after his shift. If they did want to go home early they would call a cab. When they arrived at the club there was already forming a line in front of the club. Women from all over town came by and were trying to get in to get a free margarita in time. The perks of traveling with Pete were already showing. They could go in through the back door, didn't have to pay to enter the club and Pete personally made sure the two women got their margarita's and two free shots of tequila to begin with.
Piper was still checking her phone now and then to see if she got a text from the mysterious person. She didn't and it began working her nerves. Luckily a wild haired bartender walked their way and brought the two women another round of tequila shots, with greetings of Pete she told them. Piper once again retrieved her phone from the small bag she brought with her to check her messages. When she held the phone in her hand the screen lit up with yet another message from the unknown number. It read: When I run into someone I usually don't go bat shit crazy and curse them out to be something that they are not…ring a bell yet?
Piper felt an instant blush coming up, not knowing how to react to the fact that Polly was right. It was the woman from this morning and she did owe her an apology. She didn't really feel like giving in to the woman immediately so she decided to play it cool.
Piper: Nope, doesn't ring a bell at all.. sorry.
Unknown: Did you collapse into more women this morning then?
Piper: Who are you and what do you want from me?
Unknown: Relax woman. Like I said.. I'm the woman you ran into this morning. Nice to meet you too kid. I'm Alex by the way..
Piper: Yeah.. I remember don't worry. Sorry about losing my shit in front of you like that. Bye now.
She apologized... well sort of. It was done. She was ready to have a nice evening and pulled Polly to the dance floor to start dancing. She didn't completely lose the thoughts about the woman in her texts. What did she want.. why did she say her name was Alex? What did she want from her? She didn't know what to think but she knew she couldn't stop thinking about her and it was already pissing her of. Nobody had Piper hooked for the last year and that certainly wasn't going to happen by some woman who was too smart for her own liking and stalked her over the phone..
A/N
The beginning of yet another story. Already writing chapter two. Please let me know if you would like me to continue!?