Author's Note: Hello I just wanted to say thank you for the continued support I really do appreciate every review, favorite, and follow. I have a few things I want to address before we jump into chapter four...1. This chapter brings in a new character *cough* Alison *cough* and although I do love Paily, I do really enjoy Alison's character, mainly because I love conflict, hence the title. 2. This is and will always be a Paily story, and 3. This fic is slightly AU, but this chapter does contain some SPOILERS-If you have not watched season five, go watch it and come back later- I doubt there is anyone who hasn't seen this season, but this is just incase, so without further ado I present you with

Bad Intentions

Chapter Four: Conflict, Thy Name is Alison

PrettyLittleDayDream

PS. Stick with me through these first few chapters and I promise you a whole lot more of Paige and Miss. Fields in the next couple of chapters.

Life was unfair.

Emily knew this.

She had dealt with her fair share of loss, broken a couple bones, mended a few broken hearts, and escaped multiple psychotic murder plots all before she had even graduated from high school. She was probably one of the few people in the world that knew just how unfair life could be.

Her knowledge of the unfairness of the world was one of the reasons why she didn't understand why she was being punished. Why did Paige have to be at school before it started this morning? Why did the young woman just so happen to choose Emily's lunch period to take a swim in the pool? Why did said girl have to be one of her students? She would have felt less guilty, not by much, but definitely less guilty if the girl was simply a passer-byer at school and not under her authority for an hour and a half every other day.

And the one question that had been rattling through Emily's mind as she walked back to her classroom was, why hadn't she been able to control herself like the very capable adult she presented herself to be.

What was it about the girl that had her completely thrown? She had never been affected by anyone else like this before.

Maya of course had thrown her for a tailspin when she a was a teenager, but Emily blamed her extreme infatuation with with her ex, on the fact that Maya had been one of the few people who had really seen Emily for what she truly was, but Paige, why was she bring back feelings that Emily had only felt once before?

They had no prior history, there was on reason for her to feel like she was unable to function properly when she was around the girl. There was also no dignified reason for her to be flirting with the girl like she had been either.

"I really need to get a handle on this situation." Emily mumbled to herself as she unlocked her classroom door, the smell of stale books creeped along her senses sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. She had no idea how she was going to get through the next hour with Paige in her class but she would be damned if she didn't try.

She had just finished placing copies of Foucault's work on the last of her student's desks when she heard a knock on the door. She turned to find a familiar face leaning against the open doorway. She was surprised that she hadn't seen the blonde earlier in the day.

"I had expected you to turn up sooner," She murmured as a false smile made its way across her face. "I could have used your help finding my classroom earlier."

Alison smirked and walked across the room to Emily's desk, shifting the papers in her hands around before she leaned back against the old desk, her smirk still plastered on her face. "I thought I would give you a little space," She placed her papers on Emily's desk then opened her arms in as invitation for Emily to give her a hug. Which the brunette begrudging did. "Besides I heard that Johnathan made sure you knew exactly where you were going."

"Who?" Emily asked confused.

"Jonathan Smith, He's the principal."

"Right," Emily blushed. "I've never been good at first names."

Alison laughed and let go of the brunette. "I remember."

"What do you mean, made sure I knew exactly where I was going."

"Come on Em, you've had to heard all the chatter, you're most exciting thing that's happen to this school since were students here."

"That's exactly what I didn't want to happen." Emily whispered, a deep frown settilng along face. That wasn't something she had wanted to hear. She never liked being the center of the town's gossip. It was one of the reasons why she had moved to California in the first place. She wanted to be as far away from the rumors as she possibly could.

"Its Rosewood, what do you expect."

"I guess," Emily moved to sit on the desk across from the blonde her arms folded over her chest as a security blanket. It was a habit she had picked up over the years. "I just didn't expect it to happen so quickly. I've only been back for three days."

"That's a long time here," Alison reached out a hand, patting at Emily's arm affectionately. "Besides its nothing bad, you've just seemed to catch the attention of a few staff members and from what I heard a lot of the students as well."

Emily tensed at the comment but refrained from showing her discomfort.

"I also heard that you've taken on the position as swim coach, I guess I shouldn't have expected anything less."

"Yeah, I figured its about time to get back into the water."

"You'll have fun, have you met Paige yet?"

Emily nearly chocked at the name. She really didn't want to discuss anything that had to with Paige, with Alison. She knew it was a mistake waiting to happen. "She showed me to my classroom this morning but that all that I've seen of her, why?"

"She was the star swimmer last year." She gave Emily a curious look before she continued. "She's really good at what she does. Fulton had her picture plastered all over the walls. I'm surprised you didn't get to meet her."

"Like I said, I've only been back for a few days and Fulton and I were never able to meet up."

Alison nodded in understanding. "Well, she's going to blow your mind when see her in the pool. I just hope that you don't have her in any of your classes though." She stood up, before giving Emily a soft smile and walking though the door. "That girl has an attitude that would put Spencer to shame."

"Spencer would kick your ass if she heard you say that."

"My point exactly. That girl is tough competition in the water, but she's also extremely intelligent, and she knows it, so she never bothers to do her assignments. I had to fight tooth and nail to get her to turn in any of her homework last semester. I think is spent more time in Fulton's office than any of her swimmers." She gave Emily a small smile, before stepping away from the door way. "I only bringing her up because I saw you to in the hall earlier…"

Whatever Alison had said after that had been completely blocked out by Emily. If she had seen them in the hall earlier why would she have asked if Emily had met her yet? Emily thought to herself as she felt a familiar wave of nausea settle in the pit of her stomach. If Alison had seen them this morning she would have seen Paige running her fingers up her arm. She also would have seen her acting like a complete fool after Paige had walked away.

"Just remember that Rosewood High isn't the place where secrets are kept Em."

Emily pulled away from her thoughts and stared at the blonde. She really didn't like the sound of Alison's last comment.

"I'll check in on you later," Alison gave her a little wave before walking out into the hall. "Enjoy your next class.

Emily walked over to the door and watched Alison walk down the hall. After they had saved Alison things had been rocky for the girls. There were a lot of unresolved trust issues that came with finding out about Alison's "kidnapping" and throwing Charlotte, a.k.a Charles into Radley.

Hanna and Spencer had decided to cut all ties with the former "it girl", but Aria and Emily had made it a point to remain friendly with the blonde, and even though it had been three years Alison could still induce fear into Emily.

Emily watched the girl turn left before she walked back into her classroom and rewrote her name on the blackboard, her shaky hand leaving her normally neat hand writing edgy on the first few letters of her name. Alison's visit had put Emily so on edge that when the bell had rung for the students to start making their way back to their classes Emily nearly jumped out of her skin.

She breathed in deeply as her class began to file into the classroom. Many had simply walked in and took seats in the back, neither noticing or caring that Emily stood before them with a nervous smile plastered on her face, while others stared at her with an interest had only proved what Alison had said, Emily was once again the center of Rosewood High's gossip.

As the desks began to fill Emily decided to take a step back from her thoughts and give her undivided attention to her class. She even managed to keep her cool as Paige waltzed into the room in her torn skinny jeans and fitted tank top, though she was, admittedly, trying her best to keep her eyes from wandering down the younger girls toned arms. Alison had to be right, that girl had to be amazing in the water her body basically screamed it out at Emily.

As the tardy bell rang Emily moved her attention from the brunette who had taken a seat near the window and down to the papers she had been wringing nervously in her hands.

"Good morning." She mumbled watching as her class settled in their seats.

"Good morning beautiful." A cocky looking blonde boy sitting in the back of her class said causing the rest of the class to laugh. Emily even noticed that Paige had a smirk on her face. She was annoyed with her class's causal behavior.

"Welcome to English twelve, my name is Miss. Fields, and I'll be teaching you the skills you'll need if you choose to continue on and get a higher education, and hopefully by the end of the year you'll have gained a greater appreciation for literature and the ability to be able to break down text in order to understand the underlying meaning of what is actually written on the page." Emily said, ignoring the blonde boy and hoping that her nerves didn't make her voice sound shaky.

"On your desks you'll find a copy of the syllabus and a list of all the pieces we will be reading this year," She watched as some of her class shuffled through the papers, a few others she caught rolling their eyes. "I know the list is long, but I promise that if you guys actually do the readings, this class will be more of a way to express your thoughts than that of lecture." She smiled at some of the class's impressed looks before testing her luck and looking over at the brunette who was playing with the top of her mechanical pencil and staring out the window.

She had expected to catch her staring, so she was surprised when she noticed that the girl wasn't even looking in her direction.

"Does anyone have any questions?"

When no one raised their hands Emily launched into her lecture on Foucault's work hoping that her class would become more alive as the hour went on. Unfortunately, they did not and Emily found herself spending more and more time watching the young brunette out of the corner of her eye.

She didn't think that she could find the brunette anymore attractive than she already had, but as she sat by the window with her gaze shifted toward the patio Emily was unable to keep her eyes away.

She liked the way that Paige would run her fingers through her hair, and the way the sun reflected through it, turning it an attractive reddish brown. She liked the way the girl would smirk when she thought she wasn't looking, and she really really liked the way the girl pressed her lips together when she smiled. She was a natural beauty that Emily had never seen before.

She was so caught up in her staring that she hadn't even noticed when the bell had rung signaling the end of class until Paige raised her hand stopping Emily's mumbling on authority and supervision.

"Yes Miss. McCullers?" Emily asked almost afraid of what the girl had to say.

"The bell rang a few minutes ago, I wasn't sure if you had heard. You seemed really interested in what you were saying."

Emily blushed at what Paige had been implying and turned her gaze away from the brunette. The students who had stayed through her rambling were staring at the door longingly.

"Right sorry," She scratched at the back of her neck. "Remember to do your reading assignments. We will discuss them tomorrow, that's all I have for you today, so you're all dismissed."

She watched as her students rushed out of the room before turning her back to the emptying desks. She breathed deeply before shaking her head and shoving her papers into the bag laying at the side of her desk.

"So embarrassing." She mumbled to herself. "So fucking embarrassing."

"You sound so hot when you curse."

Emily jumped at the familiar voice. She thought Paige would be one of the first to walk out.

"Not appropriate." She mumbled, turning and crossing her arms as she faced the brunette.

Paige smirked and ran her fingers through her hair. Emily didn't understand why she found it so sexy.

"It's an interesting window isn't it," Paige said a she tilted her head over to where she had been sitting a few seconds prior.

Emily blushed, but shrugged her shoulders. "I guess." She mumbled staring at the brunette crossly.

"I mean the view is pretty nice, but it didn't seem like you could take your eyes off of it." Paige smirked and Emily looked down at her shoes. She hadn't thought that Paige had picked up on her staring, and she really hoped that none of her other students had followed her gaze.

"Maybe you should pay more attention to what we're discussing in class, rather than where I decide to focus my attention during class." She said trying to sound more authoritative, hoping that it would cause the girl to step away.

It had the opposite effect as Paige shook her head and moved closer to the older brunette, causing Emily to stumble into her desk as she took astep back. She had never felt so awkward.

"Maybe I would if I didn't have such a great view." Paige rasped as she used her slender fingers to tuck a piece of Emily's hair behind her ear, her fingertips casually grazing Emily's cheek.

Paige's touch sent a spark of arousal straight through Emily's core causing her eye lids to droop and goose bumps to erupt along her spine.

"I can't wait to see what you have in store for us tomorrow Miss. Fields," Paige whispered as she ran her fingers down the length of Emily's neck.

She stepped back and shouldered her backpack.

Emily sighed and looked up at the younger brunette who was standing before her with a smirk on her face. "Tryouts are on Friday," She swallowed thickly. "I hear you're amazing in the water."

"I am."

Emily smiled at the girl's confidence. She found confidence to be an extreme turn on.

"I'm even better in bed," Paige whispered causing Emily's smile to falter. She hadn't expected that. "I'll see you tomorrow Miss. Fields."

Emily breathed shakily as she watched the younger woman waltz out of her classroom. It seemed like every encounter that she had with girl was leaving her a hot mess.

She had barely managed to regain her composure when she heard a knock on her door. Alison was leaning against the door frame for the second time of the day this time she looked more tired than she did before.

"I just wanted to let you know that we have a staff meeting in ten minutes." She said staring at Emily curiously.

Emily gave her weak smile before throwing her messily packed bag over her shoulder and walking toward the blonde.

"Thanks, I was just about to head over, I just wanted to gather a few things."

Alison nodded, but kept her gaze focused on Emily, almost like she staring through her.

"Would you like to walk together?"

"Sure"

They walked down the hall silently. Emily's thoughts filled with the gorgeous brunette while Alison stared at her out of the corner of her eye, her gaze going completely unnoticed by the brunette.