A/N:Omg, over 100 followers and 30 reviews! Aw, you guys, thank so very much. This story is turning out to be my favourite to write and is so good to see that you're enjoying it too. To show my appreciation, here's the next update. (don't get used to it, though. my life's kinda crazy).

To the anon that asked if the redhead in this fic is Addison from Grey's Anatomy, the answer is yes. She is one of my favourite characters and I thought, why not? She'll be on this fic quite a lot, just a head up.

To be honest, my muse was kinda asleep as I wrote this chapter, but I hope you like it.

Happy reading.

Maura finished the test in under 10 minutes since, for her, it was a piece of cake. When Cavanaugh told her that Ms Martin was one of the strictest teachers in the school, Maura immediately thought that her exams were going to be difficult enough and that she would finally be academically challenged in the subject she loved the most. Needless to say, Maura was disappointed.

The girl handed her exam to the teacher and on her way back to her chair she felt quizzical gazes upon her. At first she paid them no mind, after all she was used to people scrutinising her. But when she looked over at Jane and saw that she was having a hard time answering the questions, it all made sense. They think this is difficult. She thought as she sat on the chair.

Jane huffed loudly as she tried to remember the name of the gland that produces prolactin. She knew it started with the letter "P" but she couldn't remember the rest. It was only the first day and she was already failing miserably. If she wanted to sweat she would have gone to the gym with Frost and run around like crazy. All the while, the hate she felt towards Ms Martin did nothing but grow. The brunette huffed again, and this time the teacher's attention fell upon her.

"Is there a problem, Rizzoli?" The woman closed her Science magazine and looked right at deep brown orbs.

"Actually, there is." Jane started. She could feel the anger boiling up inside of her quite rapidly. Ms Martin had always been able to drive her incredibly mad in a matter of seconds.

"Jane, don't." Addison put a hand on Jane's left shoulder, trying to calm her down. The two of them weren't exactly friends, but they were a little bit more than just classmates and for some reason the redhead was really fond of the brunette. "It's only the first day, don't let her get to you." This time her voice came as a whisper, only loud enough for Jane to hear.

The brunette relaxed a little bit, thinking that maybe the girl behind her was right. She took a couple of deep breaths and was ready to let go when her dear teacher spoke again. Honestly, the woman was just making everything worse.

"I'd listen to Ms. Montgomery. Don't fight a battle you can't win." The older woman had an annoying smirk on her face and in that moment Jane wanted nothing more than to just rip it off. She knew that Jane was getting worked up and she was absolutely adoring it. Jane curled her fingers into fists and narrowed her eyes. The hell with it. She thought before addressing the teacher.

"You know, I was just wondering what's the fun in embarrassing your students and making them uncomfortable with themselves. Here you were saying that this was just a little something to help us and see what we needed to work on, but everybody in this room knows that's not true. We all know that you made this impossible to do so you could see us struggling. So you tell me, Ms Martin, do you get off by the look of despair in our eyes?"

"Enough!" Ms Martin practically screamed. "I WILL not tolerate this kind of behaviour in my class. Congratulations, Rizzoli, you just got yourself 2 hours of detention on your first day back at school. Your parents will be delighted."

The whole class remained silent for the last of the period and when the bell rang, they all flew out of the classroom, desperate to be somewhere else far away from that tension. Maura was the last one to leave, having packed her things carefully and wished Ms Martin a good rest of day. She knew it was still too soon, but she already found her biology teacher to be incredibly rude and annoying. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the slim figure leaning against the lockers, waiting for her.

"Hey." Jane's husky voice brought Maura back to reality. From up close, the blonde realised that she was even prettier.

"Hello." Maura answered softly, a smile growing on her features.

"I..um..." Jane rubbed the back of her neck, shifting from one foot to the other. "I'm sorry you had to see that." she continued pointing back at the classroom behind Maura. "I'm not usually like that, you know. It's just that she gets in my head sometimes." Jane didn't know why she was apologising, but she had a feeling that she needed to.

"That's not possible." Maura said matter of factly.

"Huh?" Jane looked at her, genuinely confused.

"To get in your head...It's actually physically impossible to do so." Jane noticed that the girl was being serious and she chuckled softly. For some reason the young Rizzoli found that adorable.

"I know, I just meant that she always hits a nerve." Maura arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow and Jane chuckled again. "Gonna rephrase that...Uh, she always makes be angry."

"Oh! Got it." Maura blushed lightly. She was absolutely horrible at any kind of social interactions and she really didn't know anything about idioms. "That's quite alright, you don't need to apologise."

"I'm Jane, by the way. Jane Rizzoli." The brunette smiled brightly. There was something about the girl in front of her that made her want to open up and share every aspect of her life, like they had been friends for years.

"I'm Maura, but I believe you already know that thanks to your principal." The blonde return the smile, just as bright.

"It's nice to meet you. Anyways, I have English now and you apparently have Literature with Ms. Mills, so we are headed the same way. Want me to walk you to class?" Maura nodded and thanked Jane for her kindness. It had only been a few hours and she was already growing fond of the unruly brunette.

On the way to class, the girls talked about everything and anything, they even managed to laugh at a thing or two. Maura thanked whatever force there was for giving her a second chance at this friend making thing and for putting someone so nice in her life. And Jane thanked her God for meeting the sweet girl next to her.

"So here you are. Don't let Ms. Mill's tough appearance fool you, she's truly a softie if you get to know her better. Just mention apples and stupid fairytales and you'll be on her good side." Maura thanked Jane once more time and when she was about to step into the classroom, slim fingers rounded her wrist. "Oh, almost forgot, what are you doing on lunch break?"

"I don't have anything planned."

"Now you do. You'll seat with me." And with a smile, Jane made her way to English.

If you haven't noticed yet, I actually don't like Hope at all, so I based her on one of my teachers.

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