It was Saturday, just around lunch time when Nicky picked up Alex from her house. They had a friend coming to visit so they were heading out to go pick her up by the airport. Half the ride, Alex's face was buried in a book she started just last night. She was about done with it— though mythical, she thoroughly enjoyed it.
Her mind wondered to Piper for the millionth time. She was suddenly curious about what she might've found, had she decided to go to the car wash/bake sale.
"There's a car wash at the school where I work today." Alex told Nicky.
"Yeah?" Nicky said with raised eyebrows. "We could've gone if you wanted."
"Ah, nope." Alex shook her head.
"Okay. Well, how's teaching going, Ms. Vause?" Nicky asked.
Alex rolled her eyes. "For starters, please don't call me Ms. Vause?" She begged. "I spent a whole fucking week being called that, so please not you too."
Nicky chuckled. "It kind of sounds like you had an awesome first week." She teased.
"No!" Alex shook her head. "You wouldn't fucking believe the week I had actually." She said. "And if a certain crazy-haired woman bothered to answer my text messages, she would've known about it."
"Sorry." Nichols smiled. "You know I had to visit Red in New York. The fucking Russian doesn't play." She said, looking at Alex from the passenger's seat of her car. "But now that I'm here, you can lay it all on me. I want to know everything!"
"Okay." Alex said, unbuckling her seat belt and turning around in her seat. She crossed her legs together and begin. "Piper Chapman."
One name.
One person.
And she's managed to drive her fucking nuts.
"And then there was this old, fat, homophobic fuck in his fifties that asked me out."
Nichols laughed. She can't imagine that was any fun.
But put that aside for a moment.
"Piper Chapman." Nicky repeated. "Her first. What is she like an eight?"
Alex shook her head. "No." She replied.
"Better than Sylvia?" Nicky questioned.
Alex nodded.
"Alicia?"
"Definitely better." Alex replied.
"Sarah?"
Alex smiled. "She was a one night stand in Brazil. But yeah, definitely better."
Those names Nicky was saying, they were Alex's exes, well not really exes but people she fooled around with more than once. And those girls were an eight, maybe eight and a half in their book.
"Sadie?" Nicky said.
Alex said nothing.
What the fuck is it with her and blonde girls?
Sylvie was a red head— fucking insane and just— no. Just insane. No other words to describe her and at first Alex liked that about her but after a month, she couldn't do it.
Alicia was a nice brunette. She was Alex's fuck buddy the whole senior year in high school. But college came and they wanted different things. She wanted something that Alex couldn't give her at that period of time so she had to go.
Sarah was another brunette. Alex just fucking loved how she screamed her name in that Irish accent of hers. They met in Santorini shortly after Alex's serious breakup and she was just a rebound chick.
Which now brings us to Sadie…? Alex's last and probably only serious relationship.
Sadie was a ten. And a blonde.
Finally, Alex begin to paint a descriptive picture of Piper to Nicky. "Long blonde hair, blue-green-ish eyes, pink lips, nice tits, and a perfect ass. She's a ten."
"Oh?" Nicky questioned.
"An eleven even." Alex added.
Nicky raised her eyebrows. "Vause?"
"She's like me in high school." Alex burst, running her fingers through her raven hair. "Kind of an asshole."
"Shit!" Nicky chuckled. "Is she at that car wash thing you just said?" She asked. "Can I meet this Piper Chapman, already?"
"Are you crazy?" Alex asked. "No, why am I asking? Of course you are!"
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"And oh, did I tell you that she actually asked me if I was a part of the softball league?" Alex continued to rant to Nicky who couldn't seem to stop fucking laughing at her.
"We so should've gone to that car wash thing." Nicky said. "Why exactly can't I meet this Piper girl?"
Alex rolled her eyes. "Fuck you, Nichols."
"Hey, what can I say? I like the girl." Nicky chuckled, staring ahead as they drove on the free highway down the tunnel that will lead them to the airport in a couple of minutes. "I've known you basically my whole life, and I've always been the only person that knows how to push your buttons. If another girl has managed to drive you this insane in a week, then I like her. Simple as that, Vause." She said. "Though, I do feel cheated on… just a little bit."
Alex shook her head, clearly stating her disapproval. "We're not talking about this anymore." She said.
Nicky pouted. "You were just getting to the good part!" She whined. "What about asshole-what's-his-face that asked you out? What is he like again? Fifty something, bitter and homophobic?" Nichols asked. "Now, that's just a horrible fucking mix."
Alex fumed. "Conversation over, Nichols. Not talking about this anymore."
"Ah, you're no fun!" Nichols shouted. "Entertain me, Vause!"
"Screw you."
"How long have we known each other? I thought we were way past that?" Nichols looked over at Alex in the passenger's seat. "No benefits for you Vause! I refuse."
"Remind me why I befriended you again?" Alex asked.
"Because we were locked up in jail together." Nichols replied. "And cause, you and I are both cuckoo and we love each other despite what you might say at the moment."
"Not talking to you." Alex turned up the radio station to kiss 108.
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The arrival at the airport was spent with Nicky teasing Alex about Piper. Though Alex didn't exactly tell the crazy-haired woman about how she felt about Piper, Nicky had a pretty good idea.
Most of the time, Alex doesn't care enough to talk about people—or her students for the matter but for some reason Piper seem to be special and it's only been a week.
They waited for their friends while sipping on expensive espresso, and pointing at people in the airport, making jokes of them.
It wasn't until Alex thought she saw a certain blonde female waiving at both her and Nicky did they stop joking around.
Alex barely recognized the Australian beauty as she walked towards her with a small suitcase and a cell phone in hand.
Sadie Alejandra Bella—she stands 5'7, porcelain skin, long legs, perfect curves, short, golden curls hang loosely over her shoulders, her eyes, framed by long lashes were bright, blue-grey filled with deep, dark mystery – straight nose, lips full and a shade of rose. She's the type of girl you see on a Maxim Cover Magazine. She's the girl you stare at and want to marry in a heartbeat.
"Missed me?" A smile crept its way across the blonde's cheeks as both Alex and Nicky snap out of it.
Alex doesn't normally do hugs, but this was an exception. She took the blonde in her arms and hugged her tightly.
It's been so long.
"My God, what did you do to your hair?" Alex asked when she finally let go.
"I could ask you the same thing." Sadie smiled and moved on to Nicky to give the crazy-haired woman a hug as well.
"Don't look at my ass, Nichols." Sadie said knowingly.
It's good to know that some things have not changed.
"Damn it, all the time!" Nicky cursed.
They pulled away and Sadie kissed Nichols's cheek. "We're seriously really gonna do something about that hair of yours." She said.
Nichols flashed Sadie the death glare. "Alex get your woman. Ain't nobody touching my hair." She pushed Sadie into Alex's arms and for the first time in the last year and a half, the two ex-girlfriends kiss.
Alex and Sadie met six years ago on a backpacking trip to Europe. They were young, both having the college experience— they had a mutual connection and they clicked. They did the whole relationship thing for about a year and it was absolute shit! Neither of them knew the rules and soon they realized they were better as friends and they both decided to end things amicably. They've gone through some shit together so there's a lot of history between the two of them and still they managed to stay friends through it all. They're there for each other when it counts the most and even though they failed at the whole relationship thing, they still care immensely for each other. The beneficial part in their friendship is just an added bonus.
"At least the way you kiss hasn't changed." Sadie whispered against the brunette's lips.
Alex chuckled. "I haven't changed. I'm still pretty consistent." She said. "You on the other hand—"Alex took a look at the blonde from head to toe with raised eyebrows. "I can't really say the same."
"Can we go now?" Nicky asked, rolling her eyes.
Sadie smiled. "No." She replied. "I brought company. I met her in Sydney last year and her plane's landing in an hour or so."
Nicky huffed and Alex raised her eyebrows with curiosity.
"Show some excitement, Nichols." Sadie nudged the crazy haired woman. "Even continents away, I'm still your wing woman." She said.
Light came back to Nicky's eyes and she smiled at her friend. "Is she hot? She better be hot, Bella."
"Aren't they always?" Sadie winked. "She's a fire cracker… batshit crazy. She's Italian, grew up in New York and as I recall, you always did like the crazy ones, so we're gonna have to show her a good time cause that girl knows how to turn the fuck up."
"Fuck yeah!" Nicky cheered. "I forgot how much I've missed you." She said. "I don't why you and Vause ever broke up."
"Dude." Alex called Nicky out with a shake of her head in a warning tone that all three of them understood.
Sadie smiled.
They've done some shit together. Shit that should stay in the past and never be talked about.
"Let's not rehash the past."
Together, they're the three musketeers and if there's anything those girls know how to do best, it's having a good time.
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The next hour was spent at the Bistro+ Bar in the airport where they had lunch, a few shots of tequila and talked about past times.
"So what are we doing tonight?" Sadie asked.
Alex shrugged. "I don't know. I guess we can hang at the grill, play pool and get wasted."
Nicky nodded. "I don't care." She said. "I'm down for whatever."
Sadie looked at her friends with an unbelievable look in her eyes.
They really have changed a lot because the Nicky and Alex she used to know would not settle down for pool and cheap drinks at some crappy grill. They lived big… did dumb shit in the spare of the moment because it was all about living in the moment and having fun. At least that's the version of them she used to know.
"Fuck that. You two really have gone soft." Sadie said. "I'm only here for the weekend so we're definitely not going to play pool, drink beer and eat fried shrimps at some crappy grill. Let's hit the road, go to Vegas, make fifty grand and fuck shit up."
The idea sounded great and it was only a four hour drive to Vegas. If they left around three, they should be up there at a reasonable hour and have a good enough time to get back Sunday afternoon.
"Fuck yeah, I'm in." Nicky said.
However, Alex was still hesitant.
She's not in college anymore. She's worked hard to pick herself up and get her shit together and part of the reason she and Sadie didn't work, it's because at one point, she was just like her. They were so much alike in a way. Alex used to be self destructive throughout her whole teenage hood until her early twenties. She used to not care about tomorrow and simply live in the moment. For a while, that was fun— it worked for her.
But now, she's much older and mature with a serious job on the line and she didn't want to fuck that up. On the other hand, Alex sort of misses that version of herself.
It wouldn't hurt to have some harmless fun. And it would give her a chance to stop thinking about Piper for a change.
"Vause?"
Alex snapped out of it. "I'm in." She nodded.
Just then, an announcement came over the speakers about the plane from Puerto Rico finally landing which was the plane that Sadie's friend was in. They all headed back to the gate to go find the girl.
It didn't take long for Sadie to spot her friend.
Lorna Morello— stands about 5'3, perfectly fit body, beautifully tan skin, dark black hair in curls hanging over her shoulders, sparkling brown eyes, small nose, and lips so moist and cherry red, it makes you wonder about what it would be like to kiss them.
It made Nicky wonder for sure.
But she looked like one of THEM— young, wild, privileged and that was just a guess judging by the coach bag in her right arm, the jewelry around her neck and the smell of her perfume. Definitely one of them, indeed.
"Hey girl!"
They greeted each other in the traditional way with kisses on the cheeks and a big warm hug.
"How was Puerto Rico?" Sadie asked.
"It was great." Lorna replied. "But I'll tell you, the nine hour flight back was fucking unbearable!"
Nicky was in love. The Brooklyn accent, the attitude— shit, if she didn't know better, she'd say that this girl is the daughter of mobster Henry Hill from the movie Goodfellas.
It was then that Sadie began to introduce the women to one another.
"Alex and Nicky, this is Lorna." She said, gesturing her hands back and forth between the women. "Lorna, meet Alex and Nicky."
"Nice to meet you guys." Lorna smiled.
"Okay. Now that all introductions have been made, we're going to Vegas!" Sadie said.
"Fuck yeah!" Lorna screeched excitedly.
Both Alex and Nicky smiled.
"We like her." They told Sadie.
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Well this is it for this chapter. In some parts, I know I totally screwed up but I'm hoping you guys enjoyed it at least a little bit? Part two of this should come soon. Piper might be a little bit absent in the next chapter also but I promise it won't be for long! Anyways, please leave me a review and let me know what you guys thought! Until next time!