ALEX VAUSE POV

-Journal Entry #1-

August 15, 1997

"Hey Journal. It's Alexandra. Or Alex. Just call me Alex. Anyways, My full name is Alexandra Vause. No middle name. They're for losers anyways. I'm 15 years old, so I don't know why I'm writing in a dumb journal, but I've decided I'll pour all of my thoughts into here. Maybe it'll make me feel better. Anyways, I'm being bullied at school because the girls think my shoes are for homeless kids, which is complete bullshit. I'm not done here, and I will come back, but my mom is calling me downstairs. Bye."

"I'm coming, mom!" I yell out, quickly opening my bedroom door, and run down the stairs to see what she wanted.

"What do you want? I'm busy?" I asked, with a snotty attitude. Turning around to face me, my mom looked disgusted. "Your father wants to see you."

"No. He's being a di-" "Alex, don't use that word. You're only fifteen years old." My mom interrupted me, but I had to disagree with her. "I'm sorry, but he's a dick. You already told me when I was ten that he wanted nothing to do with us. I want nothing to do with him, so he can kiss my ass."

After exclaiming how I felt, I turned around and went back upstairs to my bedroom. Now would be a good time to write in my journal. I mean, it would just be better to write in my journal, so I can let all of me feeling pour out.

"I told you I'd be back, journal. Well, what did my mom want, you wonder? To tell me that my father wanted to see me. Nope. Not today, not ever. He left me fatherless, and my mother heartbroken. I, of course, understand that he wanted to pursue his career as a rock star, but no. What he did is shitty, and he doesn't need to see me. I, for one, refuse to see him anyways. My mom can't make me do it, can she? Fuck, now I'm worried. If she really wants me to go see him, she'll send me on my way. That can't happen. I doubt it will. God, I feel dumb, why am I writing in this journal like it's a person. I'm going now. I texted my friend, Piper Chapman, which I'll tell you about later, we're going to the park down the street from here. See you later."

Signed, Alexandra Vause

Closing the book, I looked at the small phone, to see that she agrees to meet up, so I grabbed my bag, my journal, and headed out the door, surpassing my mom, who was sitting on the couch and made my way to the park.

Piper Chapman POV

"Mom, guess who texted me today?" I say to my mom, who was sitting in her bathroom in front of the vanity my dad got her for her birthday, applying her makeup.

"Oh my, you actually got a text?" She laughed a bit, making me cross my arms and wonder why. "Mom, yes, I did receive a text. Don't act so surprised. I do have friends you know."

"Well, that's nice to hear, hun. Anyways, who texted? I hope it wasn't that snotty brat, Alexandra. She's a bad influence on you, you know? She's always up to no good, and I don't want you around people like her." Frowning, I looked at my cellphone to see another text from her. "Well mom, it was Alex, and whether or not you like it, we are friends, and we are going to remain that way. You have your own opinions, and I for one, have an opinion too, and she's literally my best friend." I firmly told her, not letting her get in the way of the only friendship I had. "Well, we're going to the park for a little while, I'll be back for dinner," I say, walking out of the bathroom, and into the living room, where my dad is, and I walk out the front door.

On my way to the park, I could see Alex in the distance, so I started to run a bit. "Alex!" I yell, seeing her start to run.

Finally meeting up, we hugged and smiled at each other. Since we don't go to the same school, we only get to see each other on the weekends. Now together, we walked over to the park structure, and sat on a ledge, looking at each other.

"What have you been up to this week?" I ask her, and she just shrugs. "Nothing much." She tells me.

Alex Vause POV

Talking to Piper was my escape. We had been friends for a couple years now, and I felt as if I could tell her everything. This means secrets as well.

"How was your week?" I ask her. "Eh, you know, the same old, same old. Nothing new and exciting." She laughs, and all I could do is smile.

"Okay, Piper. This is going to probably be insane for you, but I want to try something. You can't tell ANYONE either. I swear to god, if you do, we can't talk anymore." I had to get this across her, so hopefully, she wouldn't tell anyone. It would ruin not only me, but her as well, and I didn't want that to happen.

"Okay, what are you going to do?" She asks, sounding a bit nervous, and I place my finger over her mouth, hushing her. "Just close your eyes, and be quiet for a minute. " As I watched her close her eyes, I closed mine, and took a deep breath, kissing her on the lips, unsure of what she would do.

Welcome to the Vauseman fanfiction! I've been obsessed with OITNB lately, and Alex and Piper are so cute together and make me fangirl, like a lot. I hope this story will come out like I hope it will! Enjoy, and thanks for reading!