Hi! This is the first story of mine I am transferring from my Tumblr, as per request from a lovely Tumblr user (which I will not name, since I do not want to invade privacy if they didn't want to be named here). The prompt I got, from another user, was as follows:

"OMG I have the best emison prompt- Alison is a new teacher at Rosewood and she falls for her student, Emily"

Without further a due, here is the first part of my story. I hope you enjoy :)


(This is set in an AU, where Alison is a couple years older than Emily. Alison is meant to be fresh out of college, age 23, and Emily is a senior in high school, age 18, when her teacher is replaced with Alison.)

The bell rung as Emily was listening to music and scrolling helplessly through her phone, looking for something interesting to do to get her through her English class. Her teacher, Mrs. Smith, seemed to be at least 80, was terribly boring, and put everyone to sleep. It wasn't until she heard an unfamiliar voice and a couple of gasps that she looked up to find a beautiful, blonde woman with perfectly curled hair standing in front of the white board.

"Good morning, class. My name is Ms. DiLaurentis, and I am your new teacher for the rest of your school year. Mrs. Smith had a family emergency, and decided to retire with very little preparation." Ms. DiLaurentis started, smiling and making eye contact with all of the students in the room.

"Some information about me- I graduated from Hollis last year, and I've been looking for a teaching job since then. When this spot opened up last night, I made all my calls, and easily got it, much to my surprise. They were looking for a long-term substitute, so I applied and luckily got in. I guess they were desperate." She laughed, easily getting the attention of all 20 kids in the room since she walked in.

"Well, that's enough about me for now, if anyone has any questions at any point, feel free to ask. Now let me outline what the rest of this year will be like."

"First of all, I can't promise you this is going to be easy for either one of us. I came here with nearly no preparation, and I am as new to this as you were when you first got here."

"I'm very laid back, and that is something you will see very soon. I don't mind if you use your phones, or listen to music, as long as it's not when I'm saying something important. As long as you all don't abuse this privledge, I won't take it away from you."

"Also, when it comes to food, once again, I don't mind. Who doesn't want food? As long as you clean up after yourselves and don't cause problems, you'll be allowed to eat and drink. But please, if there's ever an administrator or one of my supervisors in here, do not use your phones, listen to music, or eat. Let's make it our little secret."

"Otherwise, there's not many rules I have. But one of the biggest rules is you have to treat everyone in here with respect. Me, your friends, your peers, even that kid you may not like. If you're respectful, we won't have any problems. Any questions, comments, concerns?"

No one raised their hands, and Ms. DiLaurentis walked around to the teacher's desk, and sat down on it. Emily was only a couple of seats away from her, and she admired her beauty. She knew it was wrong, that she shouldn't be looking at her in this way, she is her teacher for the next couple of months, but she was just so attractive. And the brunette knew she wasn't the only one thinking this type of thing- all of the football players were eyeing her, and a couple of other people, both girls and guys, were in shock that this woman magically made their lives 10 times better just by showing up. One thing anyone would be able to tell by walking into this room is that all 20 kids were more than happy that Mrs. Smith was retired, as bad as that sounds.

"So, I know what it's like to be in high school, I know everyone is different. I'm not going to make everyone do an icebreaker activity because I don't think anyone at all likes those, but does anyone want to share some facts about themselves? We can go down the rows, and I encourage you to tell me at least your name, but if you don't feel comfortable, just say no or shake your head. Let's start right here in front of me."

And with that, four students shared their name and some facts about them, and then it was Emily's turn. She was unsure if she wanted to speak, but she pushed herself to.

"My name is Emily Fields, and I'm on the varsity swim team. I like to be outdoors, but I also love cuddling up with a blanket and a bowl of popcorn to watch movies. I like doing pretty much anything, though." She smiled up at the new teacher, to show her respect and to be nice.

"That's cool, what types of movies do you like?" Ms. DiLaurentis counter-questioned, her face showing curiousity, as it did when she asked the first four kids questions after their descriptions.

"Anything really. I love all movies."

"Same with me." Ms. DiLaurentis smiled, moving on to the next row. As the students all continued sharing, Emily studied the blonde. She was wearing skinny dress pants, a blazer accompanied by a dressy shirt underneath, as well as a necklace, heels, and bracelets that worked well with her outfit. Not many people could pull off a blazer, but she definitely could. Her clothing hugged her body well, and Emily wasn't looking at her just for her body because honestly, that's not what she looks for in someone- she was watching her smiles, her laughs, the way she speaks, and her beauty.

And before she knew it, the period was over, and it was time to face the rest of her day with the sadness that she wouldn't see her new favorite teacher until tomorrow morning.