Monday morning, Piper was racing through the hallways of BHS with bubbling excitement that was very questioning giving that it was only seven thirty-ish.

Alex had come back Saturday morning and ever since, she's been counting down the hours; wishing it was Monday.

And now, Monday was here. She wasn't thinking about the fact that she's gonna have to face Larry considering she's ignored him and put all thoughts of him out of her mind since Friday night.

Alex was back and that's all that mattered to her at the moment.

Reaching building C of the third floor, Piper rounded the corner of the stairs to Alex's classroom and there she was...

Her back facing Piper; she was focused with a blue marker in her left hand writing the objective of the week's lesson on the board. She wore her dark hair in wavy curls. She was dressed in a navy blue shirt, dark worn out jeans and black laced up combat boots.

Damn it, she's beautiful.

Piper's cheeks flushed pink with giddy happiness. Her rosy cheeks spread wide into a smile that reached her eyes and she exhaled a deep breath of relief at the sight before her.

Oh man, I'm fucked. Really-buried-deeply-fucked. Piper thought.

"Missed me, darlin'?" The blonde finally spoke to make her presence noticed, impersonating a Scarlett Johansson accent while smacking her lips on a defenseless piece of gum.

Alex turned around at the familiar sound of Piper's voice despite the slightest Bostonian-ish/Italian-ish accent in her tone.

Black rimmed glasses graced her gorgeous face and her pink lips stretched into that sexy smirk that Piper loves and missed so fucking much.

"Too much." The brunette replied with a nod. A genuine, happy smile found its way across her cheek and Piper just melted.

The blonde surprised both of them when she ran into Alex's arms and hugged her to the point of suffocation.

"I really cannot breathe, Pipes." Alex chuckled.

"Good. You can't leave again. I was in the brink of a cliff and insanity. I missed you so goddamn fucking much. Oh my God!"

If anybody were to walk in, that scenario would surely look weird to them, but it didn't matter. They didn't know what they shared as forbidden as it was.

Alex inhaled the smell of Piper's coconut shampoo and realized that she's missed Piper more than she would ever admit to.

Wrapping her arms around Piper, she kissed her forehead and settled into the hug with a smile.

"I missed you too, kid."

That feeling of warmth and happiness rushed over Piper once again. She's not sure what it was, but it was kinda like finally coming home after a long day. And she quickly realized that it's literally been a week since she felt like that. She missed that feeling about as much as she's missed Alex.

It scared the fuck out of her and it's not because it felt odd. It was because that feeling was starting to become too familiar and she wanted it forever.

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Normally, Piper gets pissed off at the littlest thing. One in particular, she hated when people asked her dumb questions that they already know the fucking answer to.

But today was Monday, Alex was back and she's been flying through the day in a happy bubble that nobody succeeded to burst yet.

She's successfully avoided the drama in her life that's Larry Bloom and George Mendez. And she didn't spend every ten second wishing she could run somebody over with her car.

But like all things, shit has to blow up at some point. It's never really just bubbles and unicorns.

Piper was heading to psychology last block with Larry on her tail. Apparently, he doesn't like being ignored even though he was a douche bag.

"So what, you can't talk to me anymore?"

The bell had already rung for class but he wouldn't leave Piper alone. His behavior over the weekend and at that very moment was stalker-ish and Piper felt annoyed.

"Walk away, Larry." Piper advised.

Her patience was running thin. And Larry knew better than to test her in this state. She has a temper and when she gets really pissed off, her actions are irrational and unpredictable and she wasn't sure what she might do if she snaps.

That part she knew and Larry was pushing her.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" His tone harsh as he grabbed her by her elbow; gripping her arm with all his strength and pulled her against his chest.

The veins in his arms popping out, fury in his eyes and teeth gritting in frustration.

"Let go of my fucking arm." Piper struggled to release her arm from his strong grip. "You're being a dick."

"You kissed my fucking best friend and think you could ignore me as you please?"

It was a side of him Piper's never seen but she wasn't afraid. If Larry wanted to be an insensitive asshat, fine. He's biting off more than he can chew.

"I'm this close—" Piper spoke vehemently, putting a small distance between her thumb and index finger in front of Larry. "This fucking close from punching you in your throat and make you swallow your tongue." Oh she meant it. "I'm not the one that gambled on how fast I could get in your pants by pretending I liked you. So screw you. I'll damn well fucking ignore you until I feel like dealing with you but until then, I suggest you leave me the fuck alone!"

A raspy voice stopped Larry's next move. Looking up, Piper realized she was standing on the stairwell in the corner of Alex's classroom.

How much of this had she heard?

She gave Piper a look and Piper silently nod back at her, reassuring her she was fine.

"I think you heard her pal," Alex spoke, shutting the door of her classroom behind her. A clip was playing inside the classroom, preventing anyone else from hearing anything they shouldn't hear.

"Stay the fuck out of this." Larry glanced back at Alex.

With raised eyebrows, Alex counted to ten to calm down- then to twenty to restrain herself from literally walking up to the punk ass little twit and RKO him right to the hard ground, on the stairwell.

"Okay, I'll give you three seconds to march your dumbass to class or I'll do it for you."

Larry rolled his eyes. "This isn't over. We, aren't over." He told Piper; bumping into her shoulder before the last thing she sees is the back of his head skipping the steps at a rapid pace to his politics writing course.

Piper couldn't even look at Alex, she was so embarrassed. She could feel the tears piling behind her throat and she was ready to burst. She wanted to hit something.

Before Alex could open her mouth, Piper dismissed her with a simple: "Thanks. I'm fine. I'll text you later."

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Piper had not texted later nor had she came after school to hang out with Alex as she does per usual.

Alex figured that she must've really been angry or embarrassed. Maybe both.

When the clock strike 4:15 P.M. Alex lost hope of Piper stopping by for a visit. It was everything she could do not to call or text the blonde.

She understood that Piper was angry and she wanted to give her time to calm down and get back to her on her own.

But she was worried.

Piper had been so happy about her being back. All day she was laughing, and making those smart-ass comments she always makes but all that changed last period of the day.

And that pissed Alex off.

Alex was just about to hop on her motorcycle to go meet Nicky for dinner and a few drinks when she spotted Larry in the parking lot heading for the baseball field to practice.

Larry noticed her. And normally, Alex doesn't give idiots like him the time of day but as he approached her, with the intentions to intimidate her, Alex settled her helmet down and looked at him.

He was within reaching distance and Alex didn't even have to think about it. She grabbed him by his shirt and pinned him against a car. Restraining him with an elbow at his neck, she held his jaw between her other hand.

"Leave your girlfriend alone." She told him.

"Stay out of our damn business." Larry replied.

"You know, I don't like you very much." Alex said. "So let me find out you hurt her and see what happens."

It wasn't even a threat. More like a promise. Her tone was calm and collected. Larry couldn't even see the fear behind her dark green eyes even as he looked her straight in the face.

"Why the fuck do you care?" Larry asked.

Being pressed so hard against a car with no ability to so much move a limb tested his manhood.

"Get the fuck off me!" Larry struggled to slip under Alex's strong hold. More than anything he was surprised by her strength.

Alex looked into his eyes with amusement. She slapped his face the way you would do to a delinquent. She was breaking so many laws, but at this point she didn't even care.

"What's wrong?" She mocked. "Not so tough anymore?"

"You can't do that." Larry made another attempt at escaping Alex's grip but came up short again.

Alex slammed him back against the black hammer and slapped him again. Infuriating him more. "What? This?" Another slap.

"I'm gonna report you!" Larry threatened.

Alex didn't flinch but her heart was beating in her boots. "For what?" She replied. "Putting a little punk ass twit like you in his place? I can lie better than you. Who do you think they'll believe? Me or you?"

Larry said nothing. His jaw only tightened with burning anger.

"I thought so." Alex said. "Now be a good boy, grow a pair of balls and grow the fuck up."

It was good advise.

Alex loosened her grip on him knowing if he were to maybe try and throw a punch, she could take him down easily.

"Off you go."

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Piper got home from the gym around eight. She'd been so pissed off; she couldn't even be around after school. At least not in the mood she was.

After dropping off a few deliveries, she urge to go to the gym was becoming bigger than her. She wanted to hit something, and release all the anger.

She decided to hit the gym around six. She'd never wanted to work out so much in her life. After a full thirty minutes on the treadmill, she went and took out some of the frustration on a punching bag, imagining it was Larry's face with each punch she threw.

She was soaking in sweat when a trainer approached her.

Daniel he said his name was.

He looked 6'3, extremely built with ridiculous muscles. He was somewhere in his mid twenties and very attractive with piercing blue eyes, short blonde hair with platinum highlights and he was all tatted up.

"You look like someone killed your dog." He joked.

"Funny." Piper's breathing was ragged. She remained focus on the punching bag even though her arms ache.

"You need to kick someone's ass?" He asked.

"You have no idea." Piper replied.

"Come on. I know just the thing you need."

"Okay."

Single mindedly, Piper had followed him. He led her to some other part of the gym. It was the basement. It was being renovated; perhaps it was going to be another room for some other type of fitness. Gymnastics— Piper had guessed judging by the setting.

"No ones' ever been here before." Daniel said.

Piper nodded. She took a sip of water and threw a questioning glance at him.

"What are you guys turning this space into?" She asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

"We're thinking of making it into a space for Krav Maga sessions." Daniel replied as he tossed a pair of black gloves at Piper.

Krav Maga is a self-defense type of martial arts with wide combinations of techniques. A lot of people have tried it and it sounded like something Piper would enjoy.

"Square up."

Piper coming from so many foster homes, at a very young age, she learned how to fight. She had nobody to look out for her so therefore, she could never be too cautious.

They started with some smooth moves. The basics.

But an angry Piper Chapman could be lethal and very quickly, things became intense. Every movement well calculated by both as they engaged on a full one on one hand combat.

"You've done this before, haven't you?" Daniel asked. He was still focused. He was currently in a very awkward position with Piper. Their legs crossing over each other and muscles flexing.

"You could say that." Piper replied.

"Hot."

He lost focus for one second and that played in Piper's advantage.

She twisted in his arms, threw a jab at his rib and flipped him. Suddenly, Daniel found himself on his ass on the mat with the tiny blonde hovering over him, restraining his arms in a lock.

"You got sloppy." A smirk across her lips. To be able to flip 6'3 of muscular male flat on his ass like that, she was damn proud of it.

"That was good." Daniel complimented her. Very impressed.

"I know." Piper got up and turned her back to him. Her breathing quick.

Rule number one in martial arts: never turn your back to your enemy.

And nobody knew that better than Piper.

Her instincts were quick. She could sense Daniel behind her trying to sweep her off her feet in hopes of getting her pined on the mats.

She turned around just in time and directed a kick to his chest. Standing above him, she smiled.

"Nice try."

Then she helped him up.

"Damn girl." Daniel's hands gripped his hips as he tried to catch his breath.

"You should come to the classes as soon as we open. We could use you around here."

"I'll think about it." Piper said. "Thanks for letting me kick your ass."

And with that, she grabbed her work out bag and was well on her way out.

On her way home, she grabbed a veggie shake and dinner at Kelly's then texted Polly back telling her she was fine and will see her at school tomorrow.

By the time she got home and took a shower, she was beyond exhausted. She settled on the couch in a robe, her blonde hair wet and curly. She grabbed the remote on the coffee table and turned on the TV.

American Horror Story was on and her heart ache. She hasn't texted Alex and knowing the brunette as well as she does, Alex must be worried sick about her by now.

She grabbed her phone and accessed her text messages. Clicking on her conversation with Alex, she quickly typed her a message.

I miss you, beautiful. Tell me something…

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