A/N: This is a test, seeing as though it is my first attempt in this fandom. I'm not too sure where this will go or even if it will continue..so yeah.. And I apologise in advance if there are any spelling or grammatical errors.
Drawn together by a force far greater than desire
If only they could see
A young twenty-three year old Maura Isles was nervous she had already finish college far ahead, years in fact, from the peers that were the same age as her. She generally would have declined an offer to teach at a high school, let alone living people, even more so, hormone engrossed teenagers but there was an exception. It would look brilliant on her already successful resume. She did slightly feel guilty that she had only taken the role as the Biology teacher for those purposes. But she saw the challenge and welcomed it. That challenge being that she would have to interact with the students and her colleagues terrified her. She preferred to work alone and most often did, she disliked being partnered in high school and in college. Finding the answers were a journey she enjoyed, alone.
She sighed at her new desk. The Principle Victor Hamilton had welcomed her warmly earlier that morning. He showed her around the very public and most basic school she had ever seen. She asked questions about the curriculum and what the school's expectations were. His answer somewhat stunned her when he said 'Only care when you see they care'. As in 'they' she assumed he meant the students. She did not know how to reply having not seen a teacher so dispassionate about their students. She had remained quiet for the rest of the tour until he showed her, her class room. When they took a step in class he informed her that because it was her first year, that they only had room for her to teach seniors. There were only two classes a day and she was free in between with that the over-weight Principle left.
She opened her brief case and retrieved her lesson plan. The classes were scheduled for fifty minutes and so was her lesson plan. Because it was the first day her lesson plan covered what they would be studying for the semester, how the students would be graded, and the excursions they would be going on. She wanted each student to know and familiarise themselves with what was coming up next.
She put the lesson plan down on her desk and stood to write on the whiteboard. She had gotten half way through the beginning of the lesson plan when she stopped to check the time on her designer Bvlgari watch, 8:15. That meant she had another fifteen minutes to try and calm her nerves before the first lot of her students arrive.
Jane in typical Rizzoli fashion was running late. First day of school and she slept in! She didn't mean to, things just had been so hectic during the summer and it caught up with her the night before. But with her mother believe that? NO! She just thought Jane was being a dumb arse when she said she didn't hear her alarm go off. So in the end Jane just washed, changed into anything she could find lying on her bedroom floor and raced out to her car with barely a goodbye to her mother.
In her car, she sped to school hoping that no cops were going to catch her. It was the last thing her mother needed. Grinning when she turned a corner and saw the school she sped up even faster. She couldn't be late, wise ass Bateman would have her ass if she was ever late to any of his Bio classes this year. So screeching to a stop and quickly pulling into a car park, Jane was out of the car before she had even had the chance to pull the hand brake up. With a book in her hand she ran towards the science department, hoping there were still kids entering the class room and she could just blend in.
But there was no luck by the time she got to Bateman's class room. Without thinking she burst into the room, apologized quickly without even looking at the geriatric teacher and headed toward the back of the classroom. She stopped halfway when she heard a woman's voice.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear that."
Jane turned around as saw a young, hot teacher standing in Bateman's place. She let her gaze wonder from some serious fuck me heels, up long wondrous legs, to a black low cut dress and settle on confused hazel green eyes. This, this teacher was more than hot, she was beautiful, with long honey blonde curls and an angelic almost complexion. This was going to be, fun. Jane half smirked and cleared her throat.
"I said I'm sorry I'm late." Jane husked out.
The teacher nodded trying to look away. "Don't make it a habit."
But Jane held her eyes. "I'll try not to."
Once Jane got to the back of the class and sat down next to her best mate Barry, she couldn't take her eyes of the new teacher. She was a stunner. Jane may have only been seventeen but she what she wanted when it came to her sexuality. Of course she had experimented with guys and girls, just not at the same time and she made her mind up that she preferred girls to guys. There was something more rewarding in hearing a girl moan and groan, then to only get a couple of grunts out of a guy. She didn't pride herself in having a little experience with both sexes nor did she consider herself to be a slut. Between her and her best mate Barry they were just young, kinda dumb off the field and full of cum. Weird as it was because Barry was a guy, he always looked at Jane as one of the boys, his bro, the one he called when he wanted advice on girls and shit. Oh there were rumours around the school that Jane and Barry were fuck buddies, most of the time they just ignored it but then when it got too much Jane wasn't shy to beat the living crap out of anyone who had the balls to tease her to her face.
The new teacher had her head down, slightly bending over her desk calling and ticking names off the role. Jane almost forgot that she was in Bio and tried to lean back in her chair enjoying the gorgeous view of the honey blonde's rack , luckily she did remember when she leant back and felt no backing of a chair. Luckily she did look down and remembered that she was of course sitting on stool at a bench. It would have been really embarrassing if she fell down in front of the class, more so the new teacher.
"Jane Rizzoli?"
Jane was still daydreaming until her best mate Barry nudged her.
"Jane Rizzoli?"
"Huh?" Jane glanced at Barry and when he nodded forward Jane saw the teacher. "Oh yeah I'm here."
"You are Jane Rizzoli?"
"Yes."
They held eyes again briefly before the teacher went on further down the list. Eventually when she had finished she looked back up at the class and addressed them.
"My name is Miss Isles." Maura began. "Last semester Mr Bateman decided to retire as a teacher, and he is travelling somewhere around Northern Europe at the moment."
Maura blinked when the students cheered and high fived each other. She paused as they settled back down.
"And now I am your new teacher."
"Well aren't we lucky." Came a remark form somewhere in the back of the classroom.
Ignoring it Maura reached for her lesson plan. "This semester we are going to study Evolution."
There were a few groans form the students.
"Are there any questions?"
A male student, with dark shoulder length greasy hair and a bad case of acne raised his hand. Maura already memorised the student's names and this particular student was Jarred Hayes.
"Yes?"
"Since evolution is a large subject is it possible that I join the other senior class in the afternoon?" He asked politely. "Its senior year and I don't want a poor grade average."
"Of course, if the guidance councillor agrees to it. I see no harm." Maura smiled. She looked around that class and immediately bit the inside of her lip when she heard that voice again.
"I need the extra lesson as well Miss." Jane said loud enough for the teacher to hear. Barry turned and gave her a questioning look.
"I need it." Jane hissed at him.
"Oh I bet you do." He hissed back before Jane looked at the teacher.
"Then you may." Maura relented.
"Thank you."
Maura snapped her attention back to the rest of the class and proceeded with the rest of the lesson without so much of a glance at Jane Rizzoli. And before she knew the bell had rung and the students were leaving. She sat at her desk jotting notes down as they filed out of her class when she heard Barry Frost talking to Jane.
"Where were you all summer?"
"Long story Baz, but I'll put it this way, I have to help Ma out now."
"What happened?"
"I tell you after hockey training. But I'll warn you now, you better not tell another soul."
Maura frowned down at her notepad. She never eavesdropped and Jane and Barry weren't talking quietly, she concluded. So she had no need to feel that she was listening to something that was no concern of hers'. She bit her lip. She really couldn't wait for the next class in the afternoon to be over so that she could get home and analyse what had happened between her and this student.
Later that night perched on her black leather sofa with a glass of vintage pinot noir Maura's mind kept drawing back to Jane Rizzoli. The way the brunette stood in her ripped faded jeans and black plain t-shirt looking at her with those dark eyes. The way the lighting in the classroom accentuated the olive of her skin tone. The way Maura felt the slight tremble in her knees at the huskiness of Jane's drawl. Quietly almost as if the documentary she was watching had crowded her living room, Maura came to the conclusion that she was attracted to her student, on her first day none the less!
She wouldn't do anything about the attraction, she couldn't. It would be very detrimental not only to her career but also to her reputation and that of her families. Her fascination with Jane Rizzoli would have to be left as that, a small fantasy that she would indulge in when she was in the privacy of her own home.
And for the first few weeks at school her fascination was kept at bay. She would enjoy the small moments they would have in both her classes. Jane possessed everything Maura did not, she was filled with humour, sarcastic at times, tough and above all sanguine and choleric where as she herself was very melancholic. There was one morning where she was walking in the hall way and saw Jane walking toward her. Her mind was reeling at the physical mechanics as to how Jane swaggered. From the use in the muscles of her feet to the balance and timing it took to achieve such an alluring step. Caught in her own thoughts she gasped when she bumped into Jane, knocking her briefcase to the floor. Maura muttered her apology and bent to collect the contents that spilled out of her case. 'No need to apologize Miss, we all fantasize.' Jane gave her a sideway grin as if she knew what Maura was thinking. The honey blonde couldn't help but blush at how true the statement was.
As a student Jane had massive potential, Maura didn't really understand why Jane opted to take the second Bio class because she really didn't need it. Somehow Maura felt as though she were not Jane's teacher. Of course she would give the lessons, ask and answer question to and from her class, she would do everything that was required by a teacher. But she did not need to with Jane. And it was becoming obvious to the other students that Maura favoured Jane. An unusual relationship formed between a woman who would blab out facts whether blunt or not when she was nervous and a teenage girl who was feared, even by boys. It was confusing for Maura but fascinating at the same time. After grading Jane's first assignment Maura re-checked her work, she had to make sure that she was giving Jane and A+ based on Jane's work and not on her own emotions. Satisfied that Jane deserved it, Maura went to school the next day unaware of the attire she was dressed in.
When Jane didn't show up to class that morning Maura felt a little disappointed. She handed out the marked papers with a mixture of responses. There were small groans, excited squeals and nothing but silence. She continued the lesson and kept looking at the empty seat next to Barry Frost.
By the end of the lesson and as the students rushed out of her classroom, Maura asked Barry to stay behind. The young dark boy looked confused and very nervous when he came to stand in front of the teacher's desk.
"I have noticed that Jane is absent today." Maura said truly concerned.
"Yeah, miss." Barry shrugged.
Maura nodded from behind her desk.
Barry moved from foot to foot.
"But if you are concerned then don't get in contact with her Mom." Frost carried on quietly.
"Why? Wouldn't that be the logical thing to do?" Maura frowned.
"No." Barry shook his head. "It's the last thing she needs right now, but all I can say is that Jane has responsibilities that she has to take care of."
"And it is allowed to interrupt her education?" Maura raised an eyebrow.
"At this point, yeah it is." Frost moved un comfortably. "Look miss, I gotta go. Don't worry about Jane, I'm sure she's all good."
In the afternoon lesson for Bio Maura was surprised to walk into her class and see Jane standing at the window with her hands on her hips. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked at the younger woman. Jane wore navy blue track shorts and a white singlet. It revealed two things, her long muscled limbs and an interesting tattoo on the base of her neck. Again in the many times she had had moments with Jane, she bit the inside of her lip.
As if sensing another person in the room Jane turned around. She swallowed when she saw Miss Isles wearing those fuck me heels again with the same fuck me dress she wore on the first day. And by God, Jane swore silently that she would have her. One day.
"J..Jane." Maura began.
Jane broke the eye contact and looked away. "Baz said that you were asking for me?"
"Yes." Maura admitted. A slight blush graced her features. "He told me that you were taking care of your responsibilities."
At that Jane looked at Miss Isles sharply.
"I was." Jane admitted. "But now I'm here."
"Responsibilities taken care of then?" Maura moved forward to her desk. She neatly placed her brief case on her desk and began to extract the materials she needed.
"Yes." Jane husked out. "You didn't get in contact with my mother did you?"
"I was advised not to." Maura looked up. "So I didn't."
Jane nodded. "Thanks Miss, you have no idea how much I appreciate it."
"Just don't miss any more of my classes." Maura warned. She grabbed the papers that she needed and made her way over to Jane. She didn't know how tall Jane was until she stood in front of the brunette. She looked up into those dark eyes, held out Jane's assignment and breathed out, "Or you could risk your grade."
Jane ripped her eyes away from her teacher and reached for the papers. She looked down and saw a big red A+ on the top right hand corner. What happened next was something neither woman was expecting, especially Maura.
Jane's free hand snuck around the small of Maura's waist causing the honey blonde to gasp as Jane pulled her into a hug. As quickly as they had been touching the contact was quickly broken. Maura longed to reach out and guide Jane's arms around her waist again. Instead she settled at looking up at Jane's lips and then at her dark eyes.
"Thanks Miss." Jane whispered.
"Maura."
"Sorry?"
"My name is Maura." The honey blonde licked her lips. "Call me Maura."
"Will do." Jane felt as though she was fast becoming stuck in a trance looking down into Maura's eyes. Being close to her wasn't doing any good either, Maura smelt alluring and expensive. She was just standing there in front of her and all Jane would have to do is step forward and kiss her. She wanted to, she even knew Maura wanted it as well.
"Mydriasis." Maura breathed looking up at Jane.
"Huh?" Jane frowned
"Mydriasis, the dilation of the pupils." Maura's tone changed instantly to something similar to a robot. "Usually it is in the dark when the pupil dilates and constricts in the light. Other causes could be the consumption of illicit drugs or caused under parasympathetic or sympathetic situations. You have released too much oxytocin."
"Oxytocin." Jane murmured back. Strangely if anyone else had spoken to her like that she would have decked them. But with Miss Isl-Maura it made the young brunette even more intrigued with the teacher. She smirked when the teacher stepped back as if she had over stepped the invisible boundary. "From what I can tell there is ample lighting in here and you just gave me an A+ for my assignment so we aren't in a sympathetic situation. I haven't taken any drugs either, so it must be a very parasympathetic situation."
Maura heaved in a deep breath as Jane spoke. She was a person that did not like being social, she found it difficult to communicate with others. Even at high school, college and now even with her own colleagues. Whenever she was nervous she would blurt facts and people would either throw a 'are you on this planet' look or would just walk away. She had accepted she was different and this time chose to deliberately rave on about Jane's mydriasis in the hopes that the younger brunette would walk away. And how wrong was she. Jane was flirting with her and the teenager knew it.
"Perhaps." She squeaked clearly flustered.
Oh you so want me, Jane thought. She grinned again and when she saw the teacher try to conceal a shudder her grin turned into a cocky smirk. She rolled her assignment with her hands turning the A+ paper into a cylinder and continued to smirk when she knew Maura was watching her muscles flex.
Their little moment was interrupted when the other students began to enter the classroom and invade their privacy. Maura was relieved she felt that if she was left alone with Jane, she would have told the lanky teenager that she was sexually attracted to her. This year was going to be difficult if she was going to be in the presence of Jane Rizzoli.