New story guys! This should be a short one and while I'm at it, I'd like to say that I haven't forgotten about "Teach Me" it will be updated sometime soon but this plot has been circling in my mind for quite some time now so therefore, here goes nothing. Hope you like…

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Wait for me. She'd written the last time she had any contacts with her. Something came up & I have to dash out of town for a while.

Piper knew that was the brunette's way of saying: "Get a hold of yourself Blondie; I like you and all but we're just fucking around." After all, who does she think she is? Alex Vause, the sexiest lesbian you'd ever come across with, didn't do relationship— attractive as hell but the second something screamed commitment, she flee like a bird in the sky.

But why tell her to wait?

Piper couldn't wrap her head around it and it's been three months. Summer had flown by so quickly and she can't even remember anything fun she did. Senior year was right around the corner and all summer long, she's been focusing on how she was going to get into Yale or Brown. They were her dream schools… they were her future.

Besides that, she's been pulling doubles at the shelter any chance she got and she took a new job at the Country Golf Club this summer as a lifeguard because money was a very important factor for her at the time. Shit had gotten really messy between her mother and father two years ago and she and her brother Cal, kindly suggested that they got a divorce if they couldn't stand each other anymore. Though money wasn't really a problem for Piper Chapman, considering her father was one of the richest men to ever live on the Upper East Side but she wanted to be able to earn her own money. Relying on mommy and daddy for everything didn't really scream responsible and after moving out of her mother's at the end of junior year last year, working constantly and thinking about Alex Vause became the sole purpose of her life.

"So are you going to the party tonight?" Polly asked.

Piper snapped out of it. She'd been so lost in her own thoughts she had forgotten Polly was talking to her. Living in the Upper East Side had that effect on you. So much to see, you just zone out.

"What party?" Piper asked with arched eyebrows.

"You didn't hear?" Polly almost exclaimed. "Apparently, it's one of those anonymous parties where the host isn't revealed until the party starts to get hot. Everyone's invited. It's the last party before school's back and it's at the Plaza hotel. So I'm thinking it's either Nicky or Lorna. They did after all come back from vacationing at the Hamptons."

"Hm," Piper nodded seeming uninterested. Parties only meant one thing: a bunch of stupid teens turning into assholes once the alcohol kicks in. She had better plans tonight. She had a date on her couch with Nicholas Sparks' "Safe Haven" and a bowl of popcorn with a tub of ice cream while cuddling with Skip; her newly adopted brown teacup maltipoo.

Piper was about to answer Polly when her phone dinged. 1 new message, the screen blinked when she extracted it from her back pocket. She thumbed her pass code, wondering if it was her mom again checking up on her. She had a habit of doing that whenever Piper would go twenty four hours without giving her a call.

But it wasn't her mom for once. It was a number she'd tried to forget all summer long. She thought erasing it would help, but it was carved in her brain stubbornly.

Her heart rate suddenly jumped from sixty to a hundred and twenty in one second flat.

"Where's the fire?" Polly questioned.

"I'll be back." Piper waved her off.

She walked out of the break room and stepped outside the poolside. She's been waiting for so long to hear from her… she felt like it was important she read this in private.

She wanted so badly to be mad. The second shit got serious between them, it's like she just checked out. Who does that? Piper is still so furious at her. She wanted to forget her, to swear her off. She could probably delete the text without reading it but she didn't want to.

So instead, she took a deep breath and clicked it open.

Hey blue, long time no chat. Back in town… looks like for a while. When can I see you?

Piper scoffed. The nerves of that girl. But at the same time, she couldn't help but really smile like a blossoming flower.

Blue. She read the text again, and then a third time. Her face felt hot as she pushed a strand of blonde locks behind her ears. Considering the brunette's radio silence, Piper had been sure she'd move on to someone older and more experienced.

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Piper drove home tiredly that Saturday night. She was greeted by Skip at the entrance of her tidy studio apartment. Picking up the door, she entered the security password to shut off the alarm and begin running her fingers over the furry skin of the small puppy.

"Well she's back in town." She muttered to the dog. "She's a shitty person, Skip. Who does she think she is? And I'm so stupid aren't I? I mean, I can't just let her jump out anytime she wants and allow her right back the second she feels like I'm a priority." She continued to give the mixed breed puppy a recap of her day. "I'm not just some girl she can call up whenever the side of her bed feels cold. I deserve love damn it? Right?"

The small maltipoo purred. Looking at his owner with soft brown eyes— he doesn't know what the hell Piper's saying. All he wants is his dinner for God's sake.

But he could relate somehow. The small golden retriever—cough… the love of his life at Central Park was a no show today. And plus, Donald, the concierge did a shitty job at walking him today. He had one job… just, disappointing.

Licking Piper's cheek, he nuzzled his furry head in the crook of her neck.

Tough day, Pipes. Tough day.

…

After a well deserved hot shower, Piper sat in the comfort of her couch with Skip cuddled up on her lap. Usually, watching a great movie made everything around her fade for a while. Bathtubs and movies were her happy things— they made her feel better.

But not tonight.

Not when Alex still hadn't texted her back.

She waited two full hours to reply back to the brunette's text. She'd drafted about a million different responses but they'd all felt… eh… childish. Too excited, too hesitating, too uninterested. She didn't want Alex to think that she was still young or something like that. After all, the three years gap in age meant something and Piper guessed that's why Alex ran when she stupidly proclaimed her love to the woman at the end of junior year.

When she and Alex first started to talk, she was a fifteen year-old girl— just a freshmen in high school in the wrong place. She had stupidly let Polly drag her at some campus party she shouldn't have been at in the first place.

Some asshole was trying to slip a pill in her drink and that's when Alex came in. She had flipped the dude upside down a balcony until he admitted of slipping something in the drink— after humiliating him, she made him apologize and then she shut down the party like the fire marshal.

At last, she had settled on something short: Name the time and the place. Which of course, she hadn't. It was about eleven o'clock now.

The only text Piper had gotten all day was from her brother Cal, telling her that he's be back home from vacationing in Tampa, Florida, which is where their father had moved after the divorce with him and their mother had finalized.

Piper was infuriated. Why did Alex had to have all the control? She hated this. Hated that stupid hold the brunette has on her.

The gorgeous blonde with the blue eyes took a deep breath. She turned off the TV and decided to head to bed. If she kept thinking about Alex, she might go insane. If she thought about that party with the anonymous host, she might as well get dressed and walk out that door. Neither played in her advantage, so sleep was the best option for her.

She was heading up to her room with Skip when her phone dinged in her hand. She jumped at the sound and instantly thumbed her password.

Alex. Finally.

That fucking bitch! After hours she decides— maybe I should answer.

Honestly.

The time's now, she replied. Meet me the Plaza Hotel. I've been expecting you. Didn't you hear about the party?

"Oh?" Piper murmured.

So she was the anonymous host, hunh? She should've known.

For a second, she thought about driving there because she wanted to see the woman so badly… God only knows how much she's missed her.

But then, she snapped out of it as she tightened her fist around the phone.

What did Alex think, she was just waiting by the phone all day waiting for her to text back? That the second she beckoned, she'd come running? Nope. She's not that girl. She's not the forgive-and-forget type. Alex had made her wait all summer long for her— heck, she was still waiting. Now, it's her turn to make her wait.

Don't think so, she wrote back. Past my bed time. Some of us can't afford to run because we have jobs and stuff.

The second she pushed send, she regretted it.

Alex had responded almost immediately. Lol. That's a little cold, love. Nd, since when did u care for curfew? Last I heard, u lived alone… I need to c u 2night. Make it happen.

"Da fuck?" Piper cursed.

No. Fuck her for thinking she could just waltz in and out of her life whenever she pleased. And how exactly does she know she lives alone now?

Fuck YOU. She wrote back with the middle finger emoji. God she's so grateful they finally got that now. Sometimes, people needed to get flipped off.

;) Oh yes! When?

Piper rolled her eyes as she climbed in her bed.

You're an insufferable bitch.

I know, babe. But I heart you & I miss u. a lot.

Piper's heart fluttered. Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her! No. She won't cave over some stupid text. No, no, no. She refused.

You heart me?

Yes.

What's that supposed to mean exactly?

You know. Can I please c u now?

No I don't think so. And no, you can't c me.

Y not, baby girl?

Piper cursed under her breath. If Alex thinks she could sweet talk her way back into her life, she was wrong.

Because Alex, I moved on.

This time it took a few minutes for her to reply. Yeah. She was definitely pissed and Piper knew it.

What da fuck, Piper?

Don't wdf me Alex. I'm not the one that walked out the second shit got serious. Fuck you for expecting me to wait forever while you skipped town. I moved on. I'm a person with needs…

She didn't wait for her reply this time. Piper got herself into this and if she continued to message Alex, eventually, she'd figure out she didn't really move on and making her feel pain for just a second would be all in vain.

She suffered for three months without a text message or an email… not even a fucking phone call. What's a night more?

Fuck her.

Night, Alexandra.

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Well this is it for this chapter guys! Please review and let me know what you thought of this one. The next chapter should be soon depending on the responses and keep an eye out for an update on "Teach Me". Until next time!