Didn't expect to have this written so quickly…I guess it helps that I can't get this idea of out my head to save my life, haha. My other story, Undeniable, is on a hiatus for now…I've completely lost inspiration for that one and am hoping in writing this one, I'll get some back.

I have big plans for this story and will tell you this: it will move slow at first. There will be tension and you're all going to hate me before you'll love me. If you're cool with that, then please, continue reading, if not…I hope you read it anyway

This chapter is solely an introduction to the story, a chapter to get your feet wet you could say. I want to see what kind of feedback I get. Reviews are my friend…they help keep me motivated and I love hearing if you all have ideas for the story, I want you involved, so please, communicate with me!

I've had this idea for a while, and I know there's some stories out there with a similar theme…part of where I got my inspiration, however I'm not the biggest fan of teacher/minor student, so I took a little different approach where they're both of legal age not knocking anyone else's story…I think I follow and read all of the student/teacher ones on here, they're so good!

Anyway, enough of my rambling…I know you're here to read the story, not my thoughts. Enjoy!

Piper glanced at herself once more in the mirror. Today was the first day of her future career...her first day of student teaching. Of course she was nervous about meeting her students for the first time, but she was terrified about meeting her mentor for the first time. She knew she was a recent graduate and this was her second year of teaching, so Piper was excited to be under a young educator who used current teaching styles rather than an elderly one who couldn't relate to students at all.

She smoothed out her black pencil skirt and straightened out the collar of her blouse and gave herself a final once over. She pulled out her phone and snapped a photo of herself in the mirror to send to her boyfriend, Larry. After hitting send, she put some lip gloss on and smiled at her reflection.

Her phone buzzed and she chuckled when she saw the message that appeared:

You look beautiful! So professional...can't wait to see you after class, miss chapman ;)

She went to respond, but caught a glimpse of the time, "Shit!" She exclaimed loudly, running out of her room towards the kitchen. She grabbed her keys, bag, and coffee mug; threw some food in her cats bowl and ran out the door, almost forgetting to lock it behind her.

With twenty minutes to spare before she was actually due to arrive, she walked in the doors of Elm Avenue Middle School. She made her way to the front office, rummaging through her bag to find some paper, and mistakenly ran right into someone.

She heard a "ooomph" and glanced up to find a strikingly beautiful woman standing before her.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Piper yelled, and dropped her bag, to make sure the woman was alright, "are you okay?"

The lady looked up and smirked, "yeah. I'm fine, kid. Gotta keep your eyes up when you're walking," she patted Piper on the shoulder and sauntered out of the office. Piper was baffled. Kid? That lady was no older than her...did she really think Piper was a kid? Or worse, a student?

"...ma'am? Can I help you?" Piper shook her head of her thoughts and turned to the secretary and began to get herself set up for the day. After finding out where her classroom was, she began her journey through the halls of the school. Not realizing how massive the building actually was, five minutes later Piper found herself completely turned around. Regretting not taking the secretary's offer of a school map, Piper slowly approached an open door from which she heard two voices.

"Excuse me..." Piper said looking down at her phone, before she even made it into the classroom. She heard a chuckle and glanced up, blushing at who she was standing face to face with.

"You really need to start looking around when you're walking, kid," a deep, husky voice came from the woman in front of her. Piper opened her mouth, but nothing came out. The day had barely begun and she managed to embarrass herself twice in front of the same woman.

"I'm looking for room 245..." Piper said, clearing her throat to try to get herself together. The woman smirked and raised her eyebrow.

"Why are you looking for that room?" She asked, smiling at Piper's red face.

"I'm a student teacher..." Piper responded, suddenly feeling uneasy at the closeness between her and the other lady.

"Lucky me then, I guess," the woman chuckled. Piper cocked her head, confused. "245 is my room. Congrats kid, you get stuck with the misfit of the school! Come on, follow me."

Piper blushed even harder as it dawned on her the woman she was following was who she would be teaching under for the next three months. The woman she just mortified herself in front of twice is the one who will be reviewing her for her professors. Good god, she has to get her shit together. She took a moment to look at the woman she was following. She had jet black hair that reached just below the middle of her back. She was definitely in good shape, and was tall. Not an awkward tall, her build matched her height. And her ass was perfect.

Piper shook her head. Why was she looking at her superiors ass?

"You alright, kid?" Piper snapped her head up and nodded her head. And took another moment to study her face. She was fair skinned, to be polite. Piper actually had never seen anyone so pale, and her beautiful green eyes were bright behind thick rimmed glasses. Piper couldn't help but want to move her glasses so she could actually see her eyes without any type of shield.

Before she realized it, they were standing in the middle of an empty classroom.

"So you're Piper, that I know. My name is Alex...the kids will call me Miss Vause, but dear god, please don't call me that...it makes me feel old. I have a different approach to educating than most teachers, which includes letting you teach right from the get go, hands on learning is the best way, I think. I don't put up with nonsense or class clowns in my class and neither should you. The kids like new people, don't let them fool you. They're little demons and will manipulate you to their hearts content. Do you have any questions?" Alex spoke with authority. Piper just stared at her, in awe at how she conducted herself, even in something as simple as introducing herself.

"No, I think I got it," Piper responded, feeling more at ease knowing she had an in control woman with her. Alex smirked and sat at her desk, sorting through some papers. Piper glanced at the clock, they had a few minutes before students would start arriving, a few minutes that she wanted to spend getting to know the lady sharing the room with her.

"So Alex," Piper said, sauntering over to her desk, "how long have you been teaching here?"

"Two years, nothing overly impressive," Alex responded, glancing up from the paper she was reading. She caught herself doing a double take as she really looked at Piper for the first time. She looked into bright blue eyes, she couldn't help but smile at how innocent Piper's face was at that moment. This girl had no idea the toll that teaching could take on a person. It was rewarding, of course, but also came with many struggles. She envied the girls long blonde hair, Alex always wished she could pull off blonde, but could never pull herself to get away from black. She noticed Piper gently bite her lower lip and suddenly Alex realized she could be in trouble.

"I'll be right back, Piper. The students will be coming in here shortly, they know their morning routine, it's on the board too so you can see it, just hang out until I get back." Alex said suddenly, standing up from her desk and pulling her hair back in a clip at the base of her neck. She nodded at Piper's unsure look, "it'll be fine, kid, I just forgot something in Nicky's room where we saw each other earlier, I'll only be gone a couple minutes."

Piper nodded, having no idea who Nicky was, but trusting Alex to be quick. She watched her exit the room and looked up at the white board in the front of the room. Sure enough, there was the kids morning routine, written in the neatest handwriting Piper had ever seen.

1) Put homework in bin, face down.
2) Check name on attendance sheet
3) Complete assignment sheet in desk
4) Begin journal entry
5) Class will begin at 8:40

Piper glanced at the clock: 7:55. Class started at 8:05. There's no way these kids would be still and quiet for that long on their own...Alex was giving them way too much time to complete their assignments for the morning. When did she actually start teaching? She snapped out of her thoughts as the first couple students filed into the classroom, there were two girls and one boy. All three smiled at her and said hello, but that was it. They immediately started their routine without saying a word, as did the rest of the students as they started to come in the classroom. Piper was in shock. Who is this woman and how does she manage to have control over her classroom without even being in the room?