So this just came to my head the other day and I wrote it there and then, not sure if it'll be any good, but it's loosely based on Romeo and Juliet! Anyway, review and let me know if you think I should go on with it and if it's a good idea or not. Enjoy! H xo

Chapter 1 - Vause vs Chapman

Alex Vause was mysterious. To Piper Chapman, she was a beautiful stranger, a passer-by who she knew absolutely nothing about except that her locker was three along from hers, and that they only crossed each other's paths at college on a Tuesday and a Friday. Not that Piper counted. All she wanted to do was say hey, to get to know her. But Piper did know one thing about her - she was a Vause. And Piper was a Chapman.

Ever since she was young, Piper would hear talk about the Vause family. Her father, Bill Chapman, had been rivals with brother and sister Jack and Diane Vause since he can remember, the same rivalry with his parents and theirs and so on, because of a family feud that apparently went back years between the families. Piper and her brother Callum had always tried to guess what the cause of the feud was, that it was maybe some street fight between the families like in West Side Story, or a robbery or murder, but their dad always just said it was because of 'differences'. Piper didn't think her dad even knew himself. In the Chapman household, The Vause family were the 'lower class family', always referred to as 'troublesome', 'nasty', the family to avoid, the family that people like the Chapmans did not associate themselves with. When Piper started college and discovered Alex Vause was also starting, she immediately knew she would be told to avoid her at all costs, and her mother made sure to remind her not to hang around Alex or any of her friends, because she was trouble. Trouble was something Piper was not associated with, she was a good girl, a daddy's girl, the girl who kept her head down and got good grades and was always home before her curfew. But part of Piper wanted to experience something different, something rebellious, daring and exciting, adventurous. That was exactly what Alex Vause was associated with. Danger, trouble, adventure. Piper had heard from others that at school, Alex and her friends were known for skipping class, getting caught smoking in the toilets, hanging out on the streets late at night, graffiti-ing private property, pulling pranks on anyone that pissed them off, even spending a night in a prison cell. They were known for being bad, and to Piper, it just seemed like they were having fun, without a care in the world, and she wanted to know what that felt like.

On the days Piper walked past Alex, she would attempt to make eye contact with her so maybe she could aim a smile at her. But if Alex's eyes did catch Piper's it was only for few split seconds before darting them away again, grabbing her books, slamming her locker shut and walking off down the corridor, disappearing into the crowd of students. She definitely knew Piper was a Chapman, and she probably hated her. Alex would never dream of speaking to her, and so why did Piper bother? Because there was something magnetising about Alex Vause, something that pulled Piper towards her, and she wished it didn't, but it did.

It was a Tuesday afternoon; Piper had just finished class and stood at her locker, rummaging through it for her lunch card.

'Where are you where are you- There you are!' she whispered loudly to herself, snatching the card and shutting the locker door, only to be greeted with the presence of Alex Vause, stood at her own locker. Only this time, Alex was staring at her. She must've heard Piper talking to herself. How embarrassing.

Alex was leaning against her open locker, one eyebrow raised as if amused, hugging a folder to her chest. Her black rimmed glasses were on the top of her head, pushing back long, glossy raven hair. She wore tight black jeans and a band tee of some sort with a hoodie, a black biker jacket on top. Piper had never looked into Alex Vause's eyes. They were a deep green, like the colour of evergreen trees. Piper loved that colour. She opened her mouth to say something but she was nervous, how she always felt when she saw Alex, and couldn't think of the words to say. Before she could, Nicky Nichols appeared behind Alex and slapped her on the back. Alex turned her head, letting out a husky 'Shit, Nichols!'

'What?! I gotta get in the lunch queue early. It's taco day.'

Alex chuckled as they walked off together, leaving Piper speechless, stood staring after the two girls. They were always together and she sometimes felt jealous of their friendship. Sure, she had Polly, but those two had a different kind of friendship to what Piper had with her friends. They had banter, which Polly just didn't get.

'What you looking at, Piper?'

Piper turned to see Larry, Pete and Polly stood together laughing at her.

'Huh?'

'You're always daydreaming aren't you pipes' Larry smiled.

'Come on Pipes, we're not gonna get a seat at lunch' Polly giggled.

'I'm telling you, Mr. Steele used to be a quarterback!'

'That butterball?! That's the funniest shit I've ever heard Laz!'

Piper sat at the lunch table with her friends, bored of the same old dumb, boring sports conversations between Larry and Pete, watching Polly apply even more powder to her face. Piper sighed and shoved another mouthful of yoghurt into her mouth, leaning her head on one hand.

'Piper, do you think we should go to Annie's party tomorrow night? Like I dunno if I can be bothered. She bores me and her breath smells. I can't imagine what her party would be like.'

'Lame, probably.' Pete laughed, stuffing his face with a taco, sauce dripping down his chin.

'You're disgusting.' Polly frowned.

'What?'

'She's right Pete, you're a pig'

Larry punched Pete on the shoulder, who in turn knocked Piper's hand, her spoon falling to the floor.

'For God's sake Pete!' Piper whined. 'I was enjoying that damn yoghurt!'

'Sorry Piper!'

Before she could bend down to get it, a hand placed it back in front of her. Alex Vause. Piper blushed and gulped, that nervous feeling in her stomach again, unsure of what to say.

'Uh- thanks' she mumbled, picking up the spoon, looking into Alex's eyes again.

Alex half smiled and carried on walking to follow her friends.

'Boy, she's hot.' Pete exclaimed a bit too loudly.

'hey!' Polly slapped his hand.

'Sorry babe. You gotta agree she's got a good ass!'

'Yeah that's about all she's got.'

'You know what's even hotter?' Larry leaned in, 'her and that Nicky girl are definitely lesbian together!' he smirked.

'No way!' Pete let out an annoying laugh.

'She seems cool.' Piper muttered.

'Are you kidding pipes? You know how much your family hate hers. It's just as well, she's dodgy, and so is her little gang. Nicky is in my class and she hardly ever turns up, it's pointless them even being here, wasting everyone else's time. And you know what I don't know what they get up to in their free time but I surely wouldn't wanna be involved.' Polly said, neatly placing her makeup purse back into her bag and pulling her hair into a ponytail.

'Criminal shit.' Pete said, mouth full of his third taco. Polly nodded.

'How do you know that?' Piper asked.

'Please. It's obvious!'

'Poll, we don't even know them. Don't you think it's kinda wrong to make those assumptions just because our parents stereo type them as all the same?'

'Yeah. Bad ass lesbians.' Larry said with his hands imitating air quotes.

'So fascinating right Piper?' Pete winked, putting his hand round her jokingly and squeezing her.

Piper blushed slightly and wriggled out of his grip. 'Not really Pete.' She half laughed, trying to cover the fact that she totally agreed. Alex Vause was fascinating. And she had actually acknowledged Piper today. All she did was pick up her spoon, but that was something, right?

I Read this over and it looks like a pile of trash tbh haha. So let me know if you like it and if I should carry this on? Thank you guys! xoxo