Olivia was super pumped. In two weeks, she would graduate from the Police Academy. It was getting so close, and yet, it felt so far away. The last few weeks had gone by as smooth as possible. She'd aced all of her examines, she'd gotten multiple compliments from her instructor…
And after encountering that Alex girl, she'd gotten a reputation as a lady killer. When she passed her classmates, she'd get multiple high fives. Some of her classmates had even asked her advice on how to pick up women. It was fantastic. She and that blond hardly did anything. It was all an act. She's never even seen the girl again.
But she'd be lying if she said she didn't think about the bite on her neck. The blond had entered her mind, multiple nights, as she was winding down. She wondered what it would have been like if they actually did do anything. She wondered if she actually would want to.
Alex was cool, she enjoyed her conversation. But she also seemed wreckless. She admitted to an (almost) cop that she was committing a crime. It was probably a crime she committed often, if Olivia had to guess.
It didn't matter, though. It's not like she'd see the blond again, anyways.
At the moment, Olivia was walking down the streets of New York with a purpose - quickly eating an apple. One of her classmates was inviting the boys over to watch the game. And as it turned out, Olivia was one of the boys. And honestly, it sounded fun. Olivia liked basketball. Everyone who was going would bring a six pack of beer. It would be a good night.
Olivia finished the last of her apple, and threw it in the nearest trash can. Perfect timing. She had arrived at the liquor store. It was a relatively new liquor store. It wasn't too dingy, it had a wider selection of beer, and it was close to her apartment.
"Hey! Police Academy!"
Olivia froze. It couldn't be, could it? She whipped around, and saw none other than Alex, waving at her from the other side of the street. The blond briefly looked both ways, before she dashed across the street - definitely not on a crosswalk. Olivia sighed. Looks like she wasn't wrong about the blond being wreckless.
"That's jaywalking!" Olivia pointed out, the moment Alex reached her side of the sidewalk. She blond laughed, and adjusted her glasses.
"LIke I'm the first person in New York to jaywalk," she laughed, "And judging by the fact that you're still wearing the 'police academy' shirt, you're not a cop yet, so you can't do jack."
A smug smile crossed her small, pink lips, which Olivia found herself staring at. The blond giggled, catching the brunette's glance, "Like what you see?"
Olivia glared at her, "I like them better when they're not talking."
"But you like them, though." Olivia rolled her eyes. God, she was obnoxious. Cute, but obnoxious. There was a brief silence that fell between them, but it wasn't brief enough, "You look different than I remember." The blond said, changing the subject. The statement caught Olivia's attention.
"Oh?"
Alex laughed, "I mean, you look the same, but also kinda different, you know?" Olivia shook her head. She had no idea what the blond was talking about, "I mean, that bar-light was so dingy, I just couldn't see certain details. Do I look different to you?"
Olivia glanced Alex over. Now that the blond mentioned it, she did look different. Kind of. Her hair seemed lighter, her skin seemed extra soft. Olivia realized for the first time just how blue her eyes were, even behind her glasses.
She was really cute, actually.
Olivia stopped staring. If she kept this up, she'd have to stop by her apartments to take care of herself, before she hung out with the guys.
"So, what brings you here?" Olivia asked, "This is pretty far from that bar we met in."
The blond nodded, "I'm staying the night at a friend's apartment," she explained, "We have a test in a few days, and we were gonna study for it while drinking some wine," the blond sighed, and glanced over at the liquor store, "Actually, we're probably gonna have to ax the 'wine' part of the plan. I forgot my ID back at the house, and I really don't want to go back and get it."
Olivia raised an eyebrow, "You don't keep it in your wallet?"
"I got a new wallet yesterday, and I forgot to transfer it over," she shrugged. She looked over Olivia, when a devilish smile crept across her face. Olivia recognized that smile. It was the same one she had, when she had the idea to make out at the bar, "Hey Police Academy, were you gonna go in there?" she pointed to the liquor store. Olivia nodded.
"Yeah...why?" she clenched her fists. She was curious to see where this was gonna go, but at the same time, she wasn't quite sure she trusted the future lawyer.
"If I gave you some money, do you think you could pick up some wine for me?" she leaned in close, her eyelashes batted, seductively. It was kind of adorable, honestly. Olivia felt herself blush.
Olivia stopped, though. Alex had already tricked her into buying alcohol for a minor once. She wasn't gonna fall for that again.
"I'm not buying wine for you, and your underaged friend," she stated, firmly. Alex pouted.
"Cherise isn't underaged," the blond argued.
"If 'Cherise' isn't underaged, why don't you have her buy you wine?" Olivia asked. Alex crossed her arms.
"She got us wine three times," she sighed, "The wine we like is super expensive, and don't wanna make her get it again."
Olivia nodded. That made sense, but she still wasn't sure if she trusted the girl. She had every reason not to, "How do I know you're not lying to me?"
"I have no reason to. You're not a cop yet, so I have no reason to hide anything from you," she explained, "Besides, I told you my friends were underaged last time, remember? Why would I lie now."
Olivia sighed, "Fair point."
"I'll tell you what," Alex said. She smiled. Her hand reached up to Olivia's hair, and brushed it behind her ear, "If you buy the wine for me, I'll pay you back by kissing you on the cheek."
Olivia's ears perked up, "If you want to pay me to get you wine, why not give me money?"
Alex laughed, "I told you, the wine we like is expensive. A kiss on the cheek is the only payment I can offer."
Olivia glanced at her lips again. She swallowed. She very much liked the idea of being kissed by them again, "Fine." she reached out her hand, "Give me the money to get your stupid wine."
Olivia sighed loudly as she entered the liquor store. Alex had given her a hundred dollars for this bottle. She wondered what made this wine so good? She thought that expensive alcohol was a scam, honestly.
But it wasn't as if she was spending that much money on wine. It was the blond's own hard earned cash. If that's what she wanted to buy with it, so be it.
And she got a kiss out of the deal, so that was worth it.
Olivia quickly grabbed the beers she wanted, and the ridiculously expensive wine the blond wanted. The store was pretty empty, so she could be in and out in a few minutes.
She made her way to the cash register, flashed her ID to the cashier, and set down her liquor.
The cashier picked up the wine, and laughed.
"This one's popular today," he said, and scanned it. Olivia had a sinking feeling in her stomach. She didn't know why.
"Oh?" she asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Just fifteen minutes ago, some kid came in here trying to buy this exact wine. She used a fake ID to try and get it," the cashier laughed, "It was such an obvious fake, too. Don't know how she thought she'd get away with that!"
Oh no. Olivia had a sneaking suspicion she'd be manipulated, once again.
"Hey, weird question," she smiled, trying to act as innocently as possible, "I'm going to the police academy…" she gestured to her shirt, "We're actually studying fake IDs right now...do you think I could see it?"
The cashier smiled, and nodded, "Of course!" he reached under the counter, and pulled out an ID sized piece of paper. He handed it to her.
Olivia's suspicions were confirmed the moment she saw the photo on the ID - it was definitely the blond trickster. Olivia forced herself to hold her smile as she studied the ID, trying to not let her anger take ahold of her. The name read Alexandra Mayweather, and according to this, she was twenty five.
Was Alex even her real name? Had the blond lied about that too?
"This is definitely a fake," Olivia smiled. The other thing that bothered Olivia, was how obviously fake this was. It was paper, thin paper at that. How long had she been using this? How did that bar even let her in with this?
"You can keep it if you want," the cashier smiled, "It would get more use helping New York's Greatest, than it would rotting here."
Olivia nodded, and pocketed it. She payed for the liquor, and left the store.
"Alex" was waiting just around the corner for her. Her face lit up as Olivia came around the corner. Her smile was infectious, and it took everything the brunette had to not smile back. She was pissed.
Before the blond could even say anything, she exclaimed, "A fake? Really?"
The younger girl didn't even flinch, "How'd you know?" Olivia took the fake ID out of her pocket, and showed it to the blond. A giant smile crossed her face, "Sweet! You got it back!"
She took it out of the the future detective's hand, before she could do anything about it, "Hey!" she exclaimed. She watched as the blond took out her wallet, and put it in a comfy ID slot.
"Perfect," the blond laughed. She showed it off to Olivia. In the place the future lawyer put it, you could still make out every detail - but now it looked convincing, "Pretty cool, right? As long I don't take it out of the ID slot, everyone thinks its real! That guy in there was the first one to ask me to take it out."
"Why are you telling me this?" Olivia exclaimed. The blond laughed.
"Because you're not a cop yet," she stated, plainly, "You can't do anything about it."
Olivia glared, "Is your name even Alex?"
She was met with a laugh, "Now you're being paranoid."
"How old are you?" Olivia demanded. The idea that she made out with a teenager horrified her. The idea that she bought a teenager alcohol horrified her even more. The idea that she wanted to make out even more with a teenager horrified her the most.
"Relax, I'm only twenty," was the response she got. He blue eyes twinkled, "I'll be twenty one in five months." Olivia glared. Twenty wasn't as bad, as she supposed. But it was still bad, "What about you, Police Academy? How old are you?"
"Twenty eight," Olivia growed. The blond nodded, "That's only an eight year age difference. That's not bad." Olivia rolled her eyes. Before she could say something back, she felt the blond's lip's on her cheeks. She felt her face warm up, "I'll have my wine, now."
Olivia recoiled from the blond, "Absolutely not."
This was the first time she saw the future lawyer look annoyed, "And why not. I bought it."
"I bought it," Olivia corrected.
"With my money," the blond responded. Olivia made the note that she was cute when she was angry. And if Olivia was being honest, she liked the idea of angering her.
It was time for some Karma.
"If I was a cop, I'd arrest you for a fake," Olivia explained, "You wouldn't serve jail time...probably. But you'd be served a fine. Do you know how much that fine would be."
She watched as the future lawyer thought about it. A flash of realization crossed her face. Her bright blue eyes widened, and her face paled. The blond sighed, and glared back at the future detective. If looks could kill, Olivia would be dead, "...A minimum of a hundred dollars."
Olivia hopped away from the blond, dangling the wine in her face, "Consider your time served," she taunted. And with a spin in her step, she began to walk away.
But she couldn't resist...she had to turn around, and get one last look at the little trickster. The anger on the blond was priceless.
Olivia made the mental note that she was still cute when she was furious. Besides, the blond had a point. Twenty wasn't as too bad. And an eight year difference wasn't terrible.
Olivia made her path towards her classmate's apartment. She had a game to watch, and she would enjoy some expensive wine while she did.
Thank you Guest, peterpeter, and Thalie57 for the reviews. I really appreciate it. Due to popular demand, I'm gonna keep this story running. That being said, it's probably gonna take a backseat to the other two stories I'm doing, but I'll update it as frequently as I can.
Have a great week, everybody!