It was 7:15 on Monday morning, and Alex looked like a zombie walking up to her classroom from what little bit of sleep she got—or well, didn't get at all this weekend. This morning she was honestly considering wearing sweat pants but she remembered, she's actually a teacher and needs to look professional. She got out of bed in a hustle; took a ten minutes shower and quickly threw on a pair of blue jeans, a black shirt and with her favorite leather jacket and a black pair of Converse. Her normally smooth and shiny dark hair was put lazily in a messy ponytail. And her makeup was minimal. She was in no mood to dress fancy, especially when she was as exhausted as she is.
Stupid Vegas…
But here she was— exhausted, walking up the third floor stairs with her bag over her shoulders and hands full with a coffee tray, a box of doughnuts and a brown bag of hot bagels with cream cheese.
Stopping a few centimeters from her classroom, a smile tugged its way across Alex's exhausted features at the sight of the blonde bombshell sitting on the floor with legs crossed using her phone while waiting patiently.
Alex cleared her throat, which caused Piper to look up with a smile.
"Good morning, sunshine." Piper said with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.
Normally, Alex is the sunshine. But today, she was anything but the sunshine with those bags under her pale eyes.
Alex rolled her eyes, clearly not missing the sarcasm in Piper's tone. She marched towards the door and fidgeted with the keys in her hands after handing Piper the coffee tray. She kicked the door open and turned the lights on, on her way in.
They settled their breakfast on Alex's organized desk and sat down.
"You're late, by the way." Piper coughed.
Alex looked up clearly annoyed and grumpy. "Jesus Christ, Piper."
Piper raised her hands in surrender. "Don't bring Jesus Christ into this, Ms. Vause." She scoffed. "We said seven o'clock on the dot."
"Says the girl who's always late to my class?" Alex bit back.
"Cold." Piper whispered. "But I'm just saying, it's not polite to keep a fine lady such as myself waiting."
Alex rolled her eyes again. "This is LA, Piper... and there's something you call traffic and a long fucking line at Krispy Kreme." She explained. "Now stop being ungrateful and drink your coffee."
"That I'll do." Piper nodded. She grabbed one of the coffees on the tray and took a sip. Thank the Lord Jesus for caffeine! They both needed to feel awake at the moment.
Piper took a glazed doughnut from the box of doughnuts, specifically for her it seemed— she took a bite and hummed.
"So you didn't come to the car wash." Piper said.
Alex nodded. "I know. I told you I wasn't going to." She replied.
"I was hoping you would." Piper admitted.
Alex smirked. "Sorry to disappoint."
"Lucky for you, I'm a very forgiving person." She said, biting on yet another piece of doughnuts. "And can be bought with sugar." She took a sip of her coffee and hummed. "And caffeine."
"I can see that." Alex looked amused as she watched the skinny blonde devour the doughnut.
"What did you do this weekend?" Piper asked curiously.
Hm, let's see— Alex thought silently. My ex- girlfriend showed up to town, dragged me and my best friend to Vegas— we had a good time. I got laid— tempted to almost fly to Peru and got no sleep at all!
"I did what hot lesbian teachers do." She quoted.
Piper burst out in laughter. "Touché." The blonde replied. "But what exactly do hot lesbian teachers do on their spare time."
Alex had a lot of hobbies. She's a tough chick so therefore she really enjoys boxing. She loves a good bottle of wine while reading a great book in the comfort of her comfortable, fifteen thousand dollar, body-massaging couch. Though she would never admit to being shitless scared of horror movies, she still watches them and then gets jumpy at the tiniest sound. She loves the beach and fresh air, which is why; she lives in a beach house with a great view of the ocean and the entire city. Sex— not a hobby per se but definitely enjoyable. Last but not least, she loves racecars and motorcycles. Just that high you get from going two hundred miles an hour— flying through the wind with a clear mind and not giving a damn about a single thing the world has to offer at that moment. Like for just one minute—nothing matters. That feeling is incredible—it's better than any good orgasm.
Instead of an honest answer, she settled with; "Do you always ask all your teachers so many questions?"
Piper laughed. "No." She replied honestly. "Just the hot ones with dark hair, pink lips, thick black rimmed glasses, ridiculous sex appeals and cool tattoos; who coincidentally happens to be a lesbian."
"You're dirty." Alex blushed, fixing her glasses.
Piper moaned, causing Alex's eyes to grow wide and her breathing to accelerate. Upon seeing that change, Piper couldn't miss teasing Alex like the tease that she is.
"More power to you, Miss Alex Vause." She licked her lips. "When students like me are dirty or naughty, it's your job as a teacher to punish them, isn't that right?"
Alex gasped. Pushing out of her chair behind her desk, she walked to the trash bin and threw out the empty brown bag that once contained her bagels.
"So what are you going to do about it?" Piper asked, standing up also. "Are you going to punish me?" Her fingers roaming over the wooden desk, "I do sincerely hope so." She said marching towards Alex. They were a step apart when Piper leaned into the brunette's ears and sensually whispered: "I promise that I don't kiss and tell."
Alex could feel the caffeine kicking in; Piper's hot breath against her neck wasn't helping either. She's so getting fired.
At the moment, being an atheist so wasn't playing in her favor. If there's ever a time God could prove that he/she/it exists, it would be now before she does something and gets fired and put away to prison. And to think she hasn't even been here a month— just horrible, horrible, horrible!
Her knuckles turned white— her breath hitching in her throat and somehow, she found it in her to back away from the blonde. She's strong. She can handle a little flirting.
"I will not be punishing you Piper and there will certainly be no telling because there won't be anything to tell."
Piper groaned in utter frustration. "You're no fun!"
"Whatever you say Pipes." Alex chuckled. "And besides, don't you have a boyfriend or something?"
"Yeah." Piper replied. "Or something. But here I am… with you, early in the morning, having breakfast." She said, her mouth falling agape, yet again a sign of sarcasm. "Damn, I'm such a slutty slut-slut."
"Should I feel special?" Alex's brows rose with a smirk playing across her lips. It was her turn to tease this time.
Piper chuckled. "Uh, definitely!" She mouthed.
…
The hallways were starting to fill with students seeing as though it was now seven forty-eight. Piper's phone vibrated in her back pocket causing the banter between the two women to stop for a moment.
Pulling the phone out other pocket, Piper thumbed her password. It was a text from a client waiting for a delivery at the rite-aid's parking lot across the school.
She could make it on time and come back before the eight o'clock bell.
"I have to go," Piper said, looking up from the phone.
Piper could say that Alex looked almost disappointed by the look on her face. "It's fine."
"I'm sorry." Piper flashed her an apologetic smile. "To be continued?"
Alex nodded. That sounded like a plan. "As long as you bring the doughnuts next time," The raven hair vixen replied.
Piper winked. "I got you." She replied.
Gathering her stuff, she finished the rest of her coffee and grabbed the box with the rest of the doughnuts in them.
Alex made it clear that she didn't want any of it—claiming that "sweets fucks up your teeth" which Piper obviously rolled her eyes at. It's freaking doughnuts. Who doesn't looove doughnuts? Shit, she'll risk the cavities just this once.
"I'm a firm believer of the No Doughnuts Left Behind policy." She explained.
"Hm." Alex laughed. "Enjoy kid."
"I plan to." Piper chuckled. "And by the way, since we're going to be best friends—obviously, I'm going to say this with a lot of love because you are hot and everything and it doesn't help my ovaries but this morning, you look like crap." The blonde said on her way out. "Get some R&R Vause. The hotter you are the better."
She did not just mention her ovaries—Alex thought.
The brunette waved with a nod. "I feel the love, Chapman." She yelled after the blonde.
"I'll miss you until AP WHH."
The door closed behind the blonde and Alex released a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. Why did hanging out with Piper feel so natural? She hardly blushed or laughed as much around anybody for the matter.
Pulling her phone out of her pocket, Alex shook her head as she shoot Nicky a text message.
To: PB to My Jelly
SOS! I'm gonna lose my fucking job!
Could it be that she more than likes the blonde? No. Definitely not. They're just those teachers and students with a friendly bond. Nothing beyond that. Piper's her student and no amount of teasing or dirty sexual jokes should get to her.
Not even the way she licks her lips, or the way she flips her golden blonde locks. That tattoo on Piper's hips shouldn't even peek any further interests. Piper's barely eighteen and prison is anything but fun.
She can't catch any feelings.
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This is it for this chapter guys! Some vauseman interaction in this chapter that I truly enjoyed writing and I'm hoping you guys enjoyed reading it! Please leave your reviews and let me know what you thought! Also, I do have a pretty good idea about where I want this story to head but since you guys have been so awesome and I'm extremely thankful, I'm open to suggestions if there's anything in particular you guys would like to see. Let me know in your reviews or if you prefer PM's. Until next time!