So... I suck at updating. But if anyone is still reading this story, please continue to read/review. Since it's summer now, I'll be having more frequent updates. Anyways sorry about the wait, I hope you guys still like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Orphan Black.
Cosima fidgeted in her desk, twirling a stray dreadlock around her finger. Cosima loved every aspect of science, loved learning the components and makings of everything surrounding her, but it was getting harder and harder to focus on the science in this class when she was being lectured by an adorable but sexy as hell teacher. Hell, the woman – Professor Cormier – was French, blonde, and had legs that seemed to go on for miles. How the fuck was Cosima supposed to focus on the science when she has Professor Cormier to look at? She glanced around, and noticed that several other students seem to be gawking at Miss Cormier the same way she was. Cosima sighed, figuring that even if the professor was into the whole teacher/student kink, she'd probably choose one of the pretty boy students, not the tiny geek monkey. Cosima tried to focus her attention on the lesson, but couldn't help but get caught in her daydreams of a private, "study session" with the older woman.
"Thank you for the ride, Daniel. I'll expect you here at 3:45. Don't keep me waiting." Rachel Duncan said, nodding to her driver. She stepped out of the sleek car and into the bright sunlight of the warm, welcoming campus. Rachel headed up the walkway to her 2:00 class. She could feel the stares of other students, but ignored them, keeping up the cool exterior. She had been told she might be treated oddly, as there were very few commuting students. Rachel knew that what she was looking for at this school was worth a few odd glances her away. Besides, it's not like any of these children were at her caliber of intellect. As she walked, her heels clacking on the uneven pavement, she heard a gruff voice yell, "OI, ICE QUEEN!" Rachel looked around, than saw a group of lowlifes, probably junkies and tramps, sneering at her. She turned away quickly, than continued her walk, albeit brisker than before. "'ey, I was talkin' to ya, ya twat," The same caller from before called, running up to meet Rachel. Rachel continued to walk, keeping her head forward and sharp. The grafter kept pace with Rachel, reaching for her arm. "Come here, ya silly tit, I was just tryin to-"
"Kindly leave me alone before I call the police and have them come and arrest you for assault, and ten other charges you're avoiding, I'm sure." Rachel spat out, turning to meet the other woman.
"Alright Jesus! We were just havin some fun with-" the woman cut off with a choked noise. Rachel's eyes widened marginally, then returned to her normal composure. "What, what the fuck…"
Rachel Duncan inhaled sharply, than cooly extended her hand. "Hello, Sarah Manning."