Hello everyone, This is the beginning of a story I've had on my mind for awhile now. I hadn't planned on publishing it until I finished with my other story, Queen In Shining Armor. That story is my main focus at the moment, though I plan on concluding that soon. Depending on how the response from this goes, determines if I'll continue with it at all. Most, if not all of the Twisted characters may make an appearance in this story. Keep in mind that this is an AU Dacey fic, though there are similarities to the show. I'd also like to say that it isn't my intention to have any similarities between this story and any other story that's on this site at the moment. I take my ideas and my ingenuity seriously. So if you see anything in this story that you've seen somewhere else, it is a coincidence. And this might be a little over the top, but I would like it to be pointed out to me so that it can be fixed or removed. I don't and won't take anyone else's ideas or works and claim them as my own. So I hope you enjoy my latest creation. I intend to rate this story as T. If I ever delve into the world of M, I will warn you. I do have the tendency to write provocatively. So reviews are greatly appreciated, to let me know what you think, good or bad. If the bad outweigh the good, I won't waste any of our time. So again, I Thank You for reading.


Lacey Porter awoke that morning feeling strange. She knew that it was just any typical day. It isn't a holiday, anniversary, or somebody's birthday. But she felt the need to be excited. And she didn't know why. She was just going to head to work, to the job she loved more than anything. She is an English teacher at Green Grove Middle School. Her love for children aspired her to pursue a career in teaching. She knew it wasn't a career that would essentially make her rich, but it was an honorable and fulfilling profession. Besides, her parents had money and would not hesitate to help her or her younger sister Clara out. And Lacey was not too proud or too stupid to refuse their help. There wasn't any need for her to struggle when she didn't have to. Thankfully, even though Lacey didn't have to ask, they had paid for her college education so she wasn't overwhelmed with student loans like many of her friends. She is still fairly young, only 24. She is single at the moment, but knew she'd probably meet the man she would marry soon enough. Most of the other male teachers at her school were either already married, old, or gay, so she wasn't looking for a husband there. And she didn't necessarily want or need to marry another teacher. She just needed someone who had the same passion, drive and love for children like she does. And she really loved them. She wasn't exactly ready for children, but they were definitely something that she wanted in the future. Besides, she already had a bunch of kids. The subject of kids was the reason she and her boyfriend Archie broke up. She wants kids, and he doesn't. And that was not a compromise she was willing to make. She loved all of her students, although some a little more than others. And her students loved her. Every kid that ever had Lacey Porter as their teacher, always said that she was their favorite teacher. And she was the cheerleading coach for the soccer team the school had. The school was currently looking for a new physical education teacher and soccer coach due to coach Chandler moving to Texas.

Lacey is still trying to fight off the weird feeling she's having. It just doesn't make sense that she's this giddy about going to work. Though she loves getting up and going to the career that she loves. She just felt, not right. She had taken her shower to shake off the haze of what she was feeling. It really didn't work. Maybe she'd feel better after she had her cup of coffee. She stood inside her closet, looking through her clothes, trying to find something to wear. She has an awesome wardrobe, though she hates that she can't wear everything in her closet due to being a teacher of young students. She had to save her favorite clothes for the weekend and when she went out at night. She was eyeing a blue peplum dress that she had never worn. She pulled it off the rack thinking it would be perfect. Nice, sort of sexy, without being too revealing. They were only 2 weeks into the new school year, so it was still fairly warm outside. And she had to deal with students still trying to recover from summer vacation and get back into the swing of the new school year. The kids really didn't settle down until about October. Then they would get riled up again when Halloween approached. And Christmas was a whole other story altogether. Getting young kids to not be excited about Christmas was like asking a fish not to get wet.

So, Lacey got dressed, and went downstairs to fix herself a quick breakfast and to feed her cat Daisy. She still felt anxious and excited, and she had no idea why. But she shrugged it off thinking that there must be a good reason for her to feel like something amazing would happen to her. She finished her breakfast and grabbed everything she needed for the day and headed to her car. She drove to her home away from home feeling antsy. Whatever she was feeling, it was a good thing so she decided to embrace it.

She pulled into the parking lot at school at the exact same time her friend, Jo Masterson pulled up. She and Jo have been friends since they were kids, and both decided to become teachers. Jo is teaching History. Although Lacey and Jo had teaching in common, that's where their similarities ended. Lacey is Black, sort of tall, slim, and strikingly beautiful. She had long, dark hair, dimples and a smile that would light up the room. Jo is White, short, slender and cute, but nowhere near as pretty as Lacey is. They had extremely different personalities also. Lacey was a social butterfly, confident, and nice, but had a take no prisoners attitude. Jo was sort of a loner, nice, and had a way of getting carried away with self loathing and selfishness, though she was borderline conceited. Most people attributed Jo's way of thinking because she was an only child that her parents doted on. Lacey had a younger sister so she didn't get spoiled by her parents the way that Jo did. But the two became friends when they both attended Green Grove Elementary, and remained friends to this day. They had little minor spats that friends sometime have, but they still are very close. They never let anything come between them even when they both went into diva mode, when Jo was being a little too nosey or when Lacey was being a little too secretive. And they didn't let a guy come between them the way that a lot of other female friends seem to do. Probably because they both attracted different kinds of guys. Jo seemed to be more attractive to smart, somewhat awkward guys. That's how she wound up being the object of Rico's desire. Ricardo Myers is the Science teacher. Fairly tall, handsome, and cutely geeky and awkward. The man that would probably do anything for Jo if she just let him. And as sad as it is, Rico was in love with Jo, though she either didn't notice or didn't care that he thought she was his dream girl. Jo kept Rico at arm's length, and never gave him a second thought. She considered him her best male friend. Lacey dated Archie Yates, the basketball captain throughout high school and college. She thought they'd get married, but the kids issue drove them apart. They still remained friends though.

Jo parked right next to Lacey and they greeted each other as they both got out of their cars.

"Hey Jo. How are you this morning?" Lacey asked cheerfully.

"I'm good. But apparently not as good as you. Did you have a hot date last night that you didn't tell me about?" Jo asks.

Lacey laughs. "No, I didn't. I just woke up with this weird feeling. I feel like I'm supposed to be excited about something, though I don't know what." Lacey says.

"Well, I guess being excited about something is a good thing. Maybe you'll find a buried treasure or something." Jo jokes. "Or maybe you'll meet the man of your dreams."

"I know I won't meet the man of my dreams at this school but, I guess so. Hopefully one of my students doesn't give me a trying day. They still have summer fever." Lacey says.

"I know. And I'm dealing with eighth graders who are anxious about graduating and getting out of middle school. I think I'm going to have a trying year." Jo says.

"Yeah, good luck with that." Lacey says. "Lunch in my classroom today, right?" Lacey asks.

"Yup. It's your turn. Hopefully Phoebe and Regina can get along today. And I hope Sarita can keep her trap shut." Jo says.

Lacey laughs again. "All of you are something else. We all can get along if you guys would strop trying to outdo each other."

Jo makes a face. "Yeah. I'll see you at lunch." Jo says.

"Ok." Lacey says as they head into the building and go into the office to check in. They both head in opposite directions to get to their classrooms. Lacey runs into Sarita on her way to her classroom. Sarita Vasquez is the petite, cute, and famously sarcastic Spanish teacher. Sarita is definitely one of those people you really have to get to know to love and appreciate. "Hello Sarita. How are you?" Lacey asks.

"I'm doing good so far. I probably won't be once those little monsters get here." Sarita says.

"Try not to scare your students today, ok?" Lacey jokes as they continue to walk down the hallway.

"What? I love fussing at them in Spanish and they have no idea what I'm saying. It's so much fun." Sarita says.

"I'll bet. Are you joining us for lunch today?" Lacey asks.

"Only if Jo keeps her trap shut." Sarita says.

"I swear, you'd think you two really hate each other." Lacey says as she smiles down at her shorter friend. Sarita and Jo don't really hate each other. They're actually more alike than they realize and sometimes clash because of it.

"I don't really hate her. I just want her to stop talking. Especially around me." Sarita says. "And what's up with this dress? You have a hot date after school or something?"

"What? This isn't a dress I'd wear on a date." Lacey admits.

"No, you're right. You'd wear something shorter to show off those killer legs." Sarita says.

Lacey laughs. "Thanks, I guess. I'll see you at lunch." Lacey says as she makes her way inside her classroom.

"Ok." Sarita says as she heads two doors down to hers.

Lacey enters her classroom and puts her things down on her desk before opening the windows to let in some fresh air. The sun is shining and the birds are chirping. Lacey loved that her classroom faced the back of the school where she had a direct view of the playing field. She could see the leaves sway on the trees and see when the kids went outside for gym and projects. Rico was always taking his science students outside to explore. It is truly a beautiful September day. Lacey goes about preparing herself for the arrival of her home room and first period students. Twenty minutes later the bell rings and her students start filing in. One of her male students, Jason Rogers, came up to her desk to personally say good morning to her. It was painfully obvious that Jason had a schoolboy crush on Lacey. It was to be expected, and Lacey didn't pay it or him any mind unless he crossed the line, which he didn't.

"Good morning, Ms. Porter." Jason says as he smiles at her before going to his seat.

"Good morning, Jason." Lacey said evenly. She didn't want to give him the wrong idea.

The students are milling about until they hear the official bell to calm down so they can start their day. Lacey's students loved her and thought she was an awesome teacher, but they also knew that Ms. Porter did not play any games with them and they respected her and that. They liked that she was the kind of teacher that didn't treat them like they were idiots. A few of her cheerleaders were in her classes. Some joined the squad just because they liked Lacey so much. Lacey went on to take attendance and start her day. After two classes of sixth grade English and one class of seventh, it's lunchtime for Lacey and most of her fellow teachers. She does a quick revision of the quiz she has planned for all of her students tomorrow before the girls arrive. They make a habit of joining each other for lunch in a different room everyday, since there's five of them. Lacey, Jo, Sarita, Phoebe, and Regina are all friends, although if they're really being honest, Lacey is the glue holding all of them together. Lacey just has an infectious personality that people want to be around. But they have their moments. It's mainly Sarita versus Jo and Regina versus Phoebe. Phoebe is the Drama teacher. And everything is always a production with Phoebe. She's a little over the top, but it's hard not to like her. Regina doesn't necessarily dislike Phoebe, but sleeping with the same man can put a damper on a friendship. Regina is the Sexual Education and Health teacher, which is perfect for her because Regina is definitely a sexual person. She's almost Green Grove's version of Samantha Jones from Sex and the City. She has foolishly, regrettably and un-regrettably slept with several teachers married and single at the school. She regrets the ones with wives that call her and threaten her. One even came to the school once. It wasn't pretty. The only thing that saved Regina was the fact that she was sleeping with the Principal too. As unfair as it was, he suggested that that male teacher find somewhere else to work.

Lacey is still going over her notes when the girls started to arrive. Sarita naturally arrived first because her classroom was so close to Lacey's. Phoebe and Regina arrived together, and were actually talking when they walked through the door. They were all just chatting and getting ready to start when Jo ran into the classroom excitedly. They all looked at her like she was crazy, because they never see Jo get that excited about anything.

She ran over to the window. "Did you guys see the new soccer coach? I'm letting you guys know that he's mine because I saw him first." Jo says as she just stands at the window and looks out of it.

They all just look at each other and walk over to the window to see who Jo is talking about.

"Damn." Says Sarita.

"Wow." Phoebe says. Even though she's now married, she can still look.

"Nice." Regina says. "Sorry, Jo. But we might have to fight over him." Regina says honestly. No way she's going to lose a guy that hot to Jo.

And Lacey says nothing because she's speechless. They are all staring out the window at the new soccer coach. Tall, dark, and handsome. Long, gorgeous, dark hair and he has a goatee. He's wearing black slacks, a white dress shirt, and a black tie. Lacey had never seen a man wear just black slacks and a white shirt, and look that good. Maybe it's the hair. He's so gorgeous it hurts. They see that he's walking with the principal as he's showing him the soccer field. Principal Stokes and the new coach turn around and can see the women staring at them. They all jump away from the window immediately. They all start to chatter incessantly. Lacey is still speechless. Jo goes back to staking her claim and marking her territory.

"I am serious ladies. He's mine. I saw him first." Jo says.

"So?" Regina says. She doesn't care that Jo saw him first. Not at all.

"So, you guys wouldn't even know about him if it wasn't for me. He's mine." Jo says again.

"What if he's married?" Phoebe asks. She tries not to look at Regina when she says that, but she can't help it.

"Again I ask, so?" Regina asks. A guy being married has never stopped her before. And it won't stop her this time.

"Well, I'm out of this. He's hot, but I'm not going there. You two can fight over him. That'll be amazing to see. My money's on Regina." Sarita says.

"There will be no fighting over him. I saw him first. HE'S MINE!" Jo says strongly.

"Hard up much?" Regina asks as she laughs.

"No, I'm not hard up." Jo lies. "But you've had enough men at this school already. Give someone else a turn." Jo says.

"I've had my share of women. And that still won't stop me from sleeping with him too. There isn't a man alive that can resist my charms." Regina teases.

"You are not taking what's rightfully mine, Regina." Jo says. She really feels like she's entitled to him because she saw him first.

They all finally pick up on how quiet Lacey is. "What about you, Lacey? You haven't said anything." Sarita says.

"I'm just taking it all in." Lacey says.

"Do you want to put your bid in, Lacey?" Sarita asks just to get a rise out of Jo.

"No. He's not my type." Lacey lies. He's exactly her type.

"You liar." Phoebe teases. Lacey looks over at Phoebe for her to zip it.

"Yeah, I think she's lying too." Regina says, further angering Jo. "You want in on this Lacey?"

Jo answers for Lacey. "Of course she doesn't. She's my best friend and she won't try and take a guy that belongs to me." Jo says confidently.

"You really think he's yours, don't you?" Regina asks. She now hopes to not only take him from her, but to rub it in her face when she does get him.

Jo smiles mischievously. "He is mine. You just watch and see." Jo says as she finally sits down to eat her lunch in the little bit of time they have left.

"Oh, this is going to be fun." Regina says as she grins and follows Jo's lead to eat her lunch. The rest of the group goes to their seats to eat their lunch. They eat in an awkward silence. The new soccer coach seemed to have cause a rift between the women. Well not all of them. Nonetheless, he would cause a rift between two women in particular.