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Alex lit up a cigarette while walking to school. She’d walked this route so many times before that it’s almost become second-nature to her. But today was different. Today was a new school year. As always, the first week is a bit of a lazy week, so she wasn’t exactly rushing to be at school on time, but living 15 minutes away from the school meant you can’t make up much of an excuse for being late.
Arriving at school just after the bell rang, she made her way to the office to get her new schedule, knowing that most of her friends won’t be in until later. Her schedule seemed easy enough, no doubles on Monday, and a free period last thing on a Friday. Seeing that she had English first with Mr. Willard, she rolled her eyes and started making her way to the English wing, trying to avoid eye-contact with everyone. It didn’t really work that well.
“Vause! Would you come here for a minute?” She recognised that voice as the head of year, Mrs Rose.
“I’ve got to get to class, I don’t want to be late on my first day,” she replied, trying not to sound too sarcastic.
“You’ve got English first, same as Miss Chapman here. I have already informed Mr. Willard of the disruption this may cause, but I do hope that you won’t make this worse than it needs to be.”
Reluctantly, Alex made her way into Mrs Rose’s office. Sitting in the corner was a slightly scared looking blonde girl.
“Take a seat Vause. Now, I bet you’re wondering why I asked you here.”
“Has it got something to do with her?” Alex asked, gesturing towards the blonde.
“Yes. Alex Vause, this is Piper Chapman, she is new this year. She also happens to be in most of your classes, so I would like you to make sure she knows her way around here. As one of the oldest in your year I hope you are responsible enough for this, if I hear otherwise, I may have to do something about that box poking out your bag.”
Alex looked down at her bag, seeing the discarded Marlboro Lights box poking out her bag. Reaching down to tuck it in further, she also noticed this new girl’s bag. Posh, expensive, nothing like her own.
“Fine, I’ll babysit… Piper’s your name? Right, I’ll make sure she gets to classes on time. Anything else or can we go to english?”
“That was all Vause, but I have to warn you, no funny buisness with her, OK?”
“Sure, whatever.”
Alex stood up, quickly followed by this Piper girl. Together they walked out of the office, and Alex finally got a good look at the newest addition to Litchfield High. She was definitely hot, but also clearly straight.
“We’ve already missed twenty minutes of class thanks to that bitch.”
“What? She seemed nice enough.”
“You haven’t seen her when she’s angry”
Talking with Piper seemed to flow easily, but they were quickly walking through the classroom door, putting an end to their conversation.