Alison picked up her lunch tray and scanned the lunch hall around her, looking for a place to sit. There were several options open to her. She could sit beside Aynsley and her other theatre friends, though she quickly realised she wasn't in any productions at the moment so there was no need for her to force herself to like them two faced bitches. Her eyes caught Donnie's next, though she quickly averted them. The boy had been in love with her since third grade, and already tried to be her partner in every class project. She didn't need to give him another reason to pine.
Eventually her eyes settled on a table near the middle of the hall and she smiled, instantly stepping towards it.
"Oh Alison thank god," Cosima smiled when Alison slid in on the bench across from her. "I was starting to feel like a total loner sitting here by myself."
"Yea, where is everyone?" Alison frowned, her head darting quickly from side to side before she looked back at her friend for answers.
Cosima shrugged, opening her mouth to reply when she was unceremoniously interrupted as Sarah slid in on the bench next to Alison and began to speak over her.
"Check out the new girl," the British girl murmured appreciatively, her accent strong in spite of the fact she'd moved here when the girls were in second grade.
"Oh, where?" Cosima questioned, immediately forgetting that she'd been interrupted.
"She's over there sitting with Paul, Art and Angie," Sarah replied, tilting back her head to the "jock" table two rows behind them and one row across.
Alison dared a quick glance over her shoulder and her eyes found the new face instantly. She didn't look new though; in fact she already looked like she belonged as she engaged in animated conversation with Art.
There was something about her Alison couldn't quite put her finger on. The way she laughed and seemed to talk over Art gave the impression that she was loud and confident in a way Alison most certainly wouldn't approve of usually. She also had her hair thrown up in a messy ponytail that would normally leave Alison's eye twitching with a desire to fix, and she'd obviously thrown on the first thing she'd found on her bedroom floor – I mean those shoes with that top?
For some reason this didn't annoy Alison though. Her outfit didn't annoy her the same way it would if it had been Cosima that had gotten dressed for school while high, and the way she seemed to ooze confidence didn't bug her in the same way it would if it had been Sarah and Felix being obnoxiously self-assured about something.
That was… odd.
"Oh, she's cute," Cosima nodded appreciatively, cutting through Alison's thoughts as she eyed the girl subtly and lifted a burger to her mouth.
"Yeah, and according to Paul she's some big track star too," Sarah added.
"Oh, double cute," Cosima nodded appreciatively, taking her eyes away from the new girl to be met with Alison's cold stare. "What?!"
"You have a girlfriend!" Alison hissed, appalled by Cosima's behaviour.
"And?"
"You can't just ogle other women!" Alison scolded, ignoring the bark of laughter that erupted from Sarah's throat at the word 'ogle'.
"I'm not ogling! I'm…" Cosima paused, looking around her and smiling as her girlfriend left the lunch queue and made her way towards the table. "Delphine, see that girl talking to Art?" She pointed once the blonde was close enough to hear her.
"Oui," Delphine nodded, placing her tray next to Cosima and sitting down.
"What do you think of her?"
"Uh, she is cute," Delphine replied after a beat, having taken a moment to admire the girl before coming to her conclusion.
"Okay, and what if I told you she was a track star too?" Cosima added casually, although she was already smirking as the scowl on Alison's face grew tenfold.
"Hm, I do not see the appeal of the athletic type," Delphine explained after some consideration. "That is why I am going out with a… dorky stoner like you m'amour."
Sarah laughed loudly again, though it quickly turned into a cough as the chip she'd been eating lodged somewhere in her windpipe. This caused a further ripple of laughter to run through the table, as Alison momentarily forgot the new girl, an Cosima forgot to be offended by her girlfriends remark.
"Oi, oi, what's going on here then," Felix suddenly interjected from behind Alison, having come over to the table just as the laughter began to die down. "Not having fun without me are we?"
"Delphine called Cosima fat," Sarah sniggered, wiping tears from her eyes and massaging her throat after her near death experience.
"I did not!" Delphine shot back with a bemused grin. "I merely suggested that if I was attracted to muscle I would not be dating Cosima I'd be uh… baise…" she paused, not quite sure of the translation.
"Fucking…" Cosima sighed.
Sarah laughed again at this, with Felix joining in as Cosima merely rolled her eyes at the two. She wished now she hadn't been such a massive nerd and read up on French slang terms when she'd first gotten a crush on the hot foreign exchange student in her AP biology class. She had though (mainly because hot French girls hardly cried out in English during sex, and it had been bugging her that her fantasies were so unrealistic), and here she was five months later helping the very same girl describe what she'd do if they weren't dating.
"Oui," Delphine nodded, smiling brightly at her girlfriend. "I'd be fucking some brainless jock."
"How reassuring." Cosima tried to seem hurt.
"Ah, mais m'amour je suis baise tu," Delphine whispered huskily, leaning in and letting her lips brushing the shell of Cosima's ear.
And just like that Cosima remembered why, actually, she was really fucking glad she'd spent all that time learning French.
"You're still coming over later, right?" She questioned, clearing her throat when she realised just how thick her voice had gotten.
"Oui, seven o clock," Delphine nodded, moving her lips away from Cosima's ear and focusing her attention back on her lunch, even as one hand ever so casually rested on Cosima's upper thigh – fuck this girl would be the death of her.
"Anyway…" Felix interrupted loudly, bringing both girls back to the real world. "Before you two start doing it on the table how about a change of topic… have you lot seen the new girl?"
"We were just talking about her actually. Do you know much about her?" Alison questioned casually.
She wasn't sure why (though it was probably something to do with how uncomfortable Cosima and Delphine's intense flirting had made her), but she was quite eager to get back on the topic of the mysterious brunette.
"Well I know she's cute," Felix only half joked, garnering a round of nods and sounds of agreement from the table.
"Felix… you're gay," Alison reminded him, feeling oddly uncomfortable as yet another person pointed out just how attractive she was.
"I can appreciate the female form though Ali," he pointed out. "I mean I think all of you are cute… well, except you Delphine, you're just plain hot," he teased, smirking when the French girl blushed.
"Yea, plus I mean she is good looking," Sarah agreed between a mouthful of food.
"Sarah you're straight!" (Why the hell did people keep pointing out that this girl was so attractive?! I mean was she?) "And don't talk with your mouth full."
"I'm aware of my sexuality Alison." Sarah rolled her eyes, pausing to take a deliberately large bite out of her burger before continuing. "I jus' fink –" She swallowed, realising that teasing Alison probably wasn't worth another coughing fit. "I just think she's attractive, it doesn't mean I want to jump her bones," she shrugged.
"Dude you have to admit she's cute," Cosima pointed.
Alison took another quick glance around at the brunette. This time she was listening to something Angie was saying. Her eyes seemed to absorb every detail of the other girls story, as her hands rested peacefully under her chin, supporting her head.
There was definitely something about her. Something open and honest yet concealed at the same time. Like she was the kind of person that could talk for days and reveal nothing about herself, yet you'd find yourself emptying your soul into her lap.
"Nope," Alison replied curtly, her eyes finally landing back on Cosima. "I honestly don't know what all of you see in her."
"Christ Ali, you're straighter than a ruler," Felix teased. "Actually, anyone know this mystery hotties name?" He spoke up as an afterthought, effectively cutting short the words of protest that were standing on the tip of Alison's tongue.
"Paul said her name was Elizabeth," Sarah supplied. "Elizabeth Childs."