Normally, she does everything to avoid this particular stop light. The windows rolled down, Piper sat behind the wheels of her car, waiting for the light to turn green. She was heading to Larry's and for some reasons; she couldn't help but feel like she's forgotten something all day.
Turning on the radio, Piper found herself murmuring the lyrics to Kelly Morrison's "Happy Anniversary" and suddenly, that thing she knows she's forgotten came back to her and she could just hear Larry's voice in her head. "I've got great plans for us."
"Shit!" She cursed under her breath as the realization that she forgot hers and Larry's first anniversary hit her.
She doesn't know how that must've slipped her mind and all day long, she's seen Larry at school and he didn't give her a clue about it. To her, tonight was just going to be one of those nights at his place where they eat pizza, play video games, smoke and fuck.
She honestly felt horrible because she can't go to Larry's and tell him she forgot about their anniversary.
The light turned green and Piper sped away. From the top of her head, she doesn't know what to get Larry because knowing him for the well-planned person he is, he probably bought her something worth thousands of dollars.
This just proves how fucked up she is in more ways than one.
She's already fifteen minutes to Larry's and she wasn't even dressed appropriately for what she guessed would be a romantic candle lit dinner.
"Fuck me!" She hit the starring wheel as she plugged her phone to the car and dialed Larry's phone number.
The phone ring and seconds later, Larry's voice was blasting through the speakers in the car.
"Pipes, where are you?" Larry asked, his tone clearly betraying him. He sounded worried, annoyed—maybe even a little bit pissed and impatient.
"Lar, honey, I'm on my way." Piper replied. "That delivery took longer than expected but I just wanted you to know that you're an amazing guy and happy anniversary."
Piper could almost imagine Larry's smile over the phone. That wide, goofy smile of his that makes him feels warm and safe to Piper.
"You're amazing too Pipes." Larry said. "I'll see you in a little bit."
"Okay."
The call ended and Piper took a long deep breath as she made a right into the parking lot of Walgreens. She had no idea what she will find in there to give Larry but anything was better than nothing at all. She unplugged her phone and grabbed her bag to head to the store.
Walking through the doors of the store, Piper scrutinized the place for anything. On sight she saw stuffed animals, flowers, girl's makeup, etc…
But however, it's the photo developing machine right near the pharmacy section that caught her attention. She walked towards it and hopped on the empty stool then plugged her phone to the computer.
Her pictures popped on the screen and one in particular seemed perfect because it was a picture of her and Larry from when they first started dating. It was at Griffith Park— it was a beautiful day and Piper can remember it well. She just hoped Larry would think the gift is thoughtful considering she had to think of it last minute.
The picture printed and Piper left it with the cashier as she went to find a perfect picture frame to frame the picture she had just developed. She bought Larry's cologne— it was on sale for thirty percent off. She doesn't know if it was her luck or just pure coincidence, but she found a coffee mug with the initials P&L and she bought that too. In the candy isle, she found Larry's favorite chocolate and picked up a few boxes off the shelf. She found one of those cute monkey stuffed animals with purple eyes and thought that Larry might like it.
She also wondered in the makeup station and bought herself a few things she needed to quickly make herself sparkle on her way to Larry's. Piper still couldn't believe this was happening to her.
With a handful, Piper walked to the cashier and disposed everything on the counter. The woman behind the counter gave her a look that she didn't care much at the moment to question what it was all about.
"Give me a second. I just have to grab one more thing."
She ran to the school supply section of the store and took a pair of scissors, tape, gift wrapping paper, a gift bag and an anniversary card.
"How did I get myself into this mess?" Piper asked herself.
She walked back to the counter and as she was paying for her purchases, she saw this well made gift basket with a bunch of baked goods. It was all wrapped, perfectly neat and it looked great. But sadly, it was in someone else's hand and it must've been the last one in the store.
She turned to the old woman behind her in line and smiled.
"That's a nice gift basket."
The old woman smiled back at her. "Sure is." She replied in a foreign accent.
"Hm," Piper nodded. This is how guilty she felt about forgetting what today was. "Um, I'll buy it from you for a hundred dollars." She offered.
"It's not for sale." The woman said.
Damn it.
"Hundred fifty?"
"Not for sale, young lady!"
"How about three hundred?" Piper persisted. "That's like your pension check from the government right? And I'm pretty sure you don't get it until the first of next month again so here's your chance to make some money lady."
Piper watched the redheaded woman's face. It looked like she was considering it.
"Four hundred."
Piper shook her head. Now, that's just being greedy and it would mean that she'd be hustled and ripped off if she fell for that. She's in a drug dealing business so she knows this stuff.
"Lady, this gift basket in your hands probably cost twenty five—maybe thirty dollars and I'm giving you three hundred dollars for it so don't try to hustle me for more." Piper said. "Three hundred or nothing." She said.
The old woman groaned. "Deal."
A smile crept its way across Piper's cheek and from her wallet; she counted three hundred dollar bills and handed it to the lady after she paid for her other purchases at the counter over to the cashier.
"It was nice doing business with you."
Piper walked out of the store with a handful and extremely pissed. She seriously just spent four hundred dollars at the store on Larry all because her memory is shit.
She spent fifteen minutes in the parking lot wrapping up the gifts— another ten re-doing her makeup and getting a change of clothes.
She used to think that keeping extra clothes in her trunk was crazy, but tonight, it actually paid off.
Fucking anniversaries… stupid relationships stuff.
God! Why did love have to exist at all? Too much bullshit and complication comes with it.
She hopped back in the car and drove off, to Larry's.
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After being a solid hour late to their date, Piper definitely kept her mouth shut when Larry lectured her about her punctuality because she couldn't defend herself, nor did she want to make excuses for herself.
They managed to get over it as they settled down at the table for dinner. Larry had ordered from KFC. They had those delicious biscuits with some creamy mash potatoes and gravy. Peas, delicious buttered corn and fried chicken. For desert, they indulged themselves with a yummy piece of chocolate cake as they sipped on wine all the while sharing stories and laughter as soft music plays in the background.
Sometime after dinner, they exchanged gifts, had a five minutes make out session and then they settled on the couch, watching one of Piper's favorite romance movies, leaving her sobbing in Larry's shirt for the millionth time.
It was around eleven o'clock when Larry's parents came back from the city— cutting their date a lot shorter than Larry wanted.
"You know, you can sleep over." Larry tried to convince Piper to stay and redeem back to that make out session at some point in the middle of the night after his parents knock out.
The thought of screwing Larry knowing that his parents might hear didn't exactly make Piper feel hot. Especially when she already knows Big Larry almost despises her if that's even fair to say.
"I'll pass." Piper smiled, kissing Larry's lips. "Besides, I gotta be up early tomorrow for the car wash." She said.
"Yeah. I forgot about that." Larry frowned.
He understood that this car wash meant more to Piper than anything. Not only because it's raising awareness for kids with cancer, but because business comes in for Piper and she needed all the rest she can get if she's going to be washing cars, deal and look sexy while doing it.
Larry walked Piper out and they kissed again at the door.
"Drive safe and call me when you get home." Larry said.
Piper smiled. "I will."
With that, she got in her car and Larry watched her car disappear out of sight. He ran his hand across his face and sighed.
"Well, I love you too, Pipes." He whispered to himself.
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Though Piper wasn't sure whether her minions would still be at the river court giving that it was eleven o'clock, she stopped by anyways, hoping for those beers she asked Poussey to save her just in case.
Pulling her car by the river— she smiled from far away as she watched Poussey and Taystee battle it out to the music blasting from the jeep's speakers, as Daya and Polly cheered on the bench for them.
It made her heart melt because those girls, they're family.
She recruited them into the dealing business and at first, it was just business. But somewhere along the way in the past two years, they've grown a lot together. They became who she worries about every day. They're who she trusts and puts her faith on.
She built that and she's proud of that team.
Deciding to crash the party, Piper joined the other girls for a few beers and laughter, all the while complaining about how she spent four hundred dollars on Larry because she forgot their anniversary.
"That's messed up." Daya laughed.
Piper rolled her eyes. "In my defense, when you're a business woman like me, anniversaries are the farthest things from your mind." She said defensively.
While Polly comforted Piper, Poussey and Taystee could only laugh harder. Reaching in the cooler, Poussey took another bottle of beer and opened it for Piper.
"Here, white girl. Have another beer." She smiled.
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Sometime after one o'clock, Piper headed home with the girls. Since they all had to be at the school early tomorrow morning, she figured they should just have a sleep over and sober up together.
"Set the alarm for eight o'clock." Poussey said as she melted into the comfort of the leather couch in Piper's living room.
Taystee was already snoring and Polly was half way gone. Too sleepy and lazy to care, Poussey clapped her hands together to shut the lights and slipped further under her blanket.
Screw the alarm.
…
Piper headed to bed last.
She set the alarm for eight o'clock, slipped into pajamas shorts and a comfortable oversized shirt of Larry's and then brushed her teeth.
Minutes later, she was under her blanket in her warm bed ready to knock out. And then she remembered, she was supposed to call Larry when she got home.
Looking at the clock on her nightstand, she decided against it.
1:53 A.M.
It's late and talking, she doesn't really feel like doing that. Knowing Larry, if she called him, he would probably keep her on the line forever until he convinces her to have phone sex considering he didn't get any for their anniversary.
Not calling is definitely a good call.
Piper wanted to fall asleep. Badly. Her eyelids were begging for rest but her mind wouldn't stop racing to a million different thoughts.
Until finally, it settled on something— well, rather someone in particular.
Alex Vause was occupying Piper's thoughts at two o'clock in the morning. The way she carries herself with such high authority; her sexy fucking smirk, her voice,— and that laugh of hers that literally screams pure, hot, dripping sex.
Piper let her imagination get the better of her.
She wondered about how amazing it would feel to kiss those sexy, pink lips that spits out the most sarcastic humor. She wondered about the skills that Alex's tongue could master… even being spanked for being the naughty student who has such vivid thoughts about her teacher.
And she was wet on the spot.
Piper has never thought about anyone like that before. Not even Larry who's her actual boyfriend and who by the way, with reasons, she should be thinking about like that.
But instead, it's her teacher that gets the ultimate prize. Her very gorgeous, ridiculously hot, tall, sexy, lesbian AP World History teacher.
Alex Vause, she's in her mind, at night, making her ache at that itch that desperately needs scratching very badly.
Fuck, Piper wants to pull her hair out and scream from the top of her lungs.
But she doesn't.
Instead, her hands slip in her shorts and she lets her long fingers fill the void of what she so desperately wished were Alex's tongue, lips and fingers making her cum seven ways til Sunday because with that amount of charisma and those mysterious green eyes that are so compelling, Piper's sure that Alex Vause is more than capable of performing such task.
When Piper cums, she cums hard. Her toes curl. She bit onto her lower lips; hard enough to draw blood as her skinny legs shake from weakness.
Soon, she fell asleep into the peaceful land of dreams with the name Alex Vause on her lips.
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I don't know if that last part was too soon to be included but I'm hoping you guys enjoyed it anyways. Once again, thanks for reading and leave your reviews to let me know what you thought. I know this chapter didn't feature much of Alex but I promise that next chapter you'll be reading a lot of her and Nicky and also a new added character of mine,Sadie. This story's about to get a little bit more interesting, yo! Well at least I hope so. Ha-ha! Anyways, please leave your reviews! Until next time.