! BAD GIRLS ! BAD GIRLS !

( a sex and the city fic )

CAFE CAFE
new york, new york
9:30am

i stormed into the cafe where my friends were already seated at a different table compared to our normal one. i wore a random shirt that said "girls track" on it, grey sweatpants and my running shoes. i looked almost like i'd just rolled out of bed.

i sat down at a chair and began running my temples as if i was stressed.

"did i miss the memo where we dress like we no longer care?" carrie questioned.

"i don't know carrie, if you got fired via email, have no clue where to get a job next and you had sex with your ex, and your brother as well as the man you were dating now hates you, how would you feel?" i snapped, i was easily irritable right now.

"wait, you got fired?" miranda questioned.

"you fucked your ex?" samantha questioned. "which one? nathaniel or duncan?"

"why does holden hate you? dakota i'd understand is just some quick sibling rivalry..." carrie said.

"holden doesn't hate me, he's just mad...because..." i suddenly trailed off, realizing i hadn't told my friends yet, except for charlotte who was there.

carrie looked at me expectantly as my friends all suddenly went silent awaiting the next words to come out of my mouth.

i looked at them, a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. "i accidentally poisoned his son, which is why dakota was mad. jemma didn't tell dakota that she was seeing luca and he found out once luca ate my peanut butter cookies and now holden's mad that his son got poisoned and dakota's mad that i allowed luca and jemma to hangout at my place."

"dakota will get over it, i promise. i talked to him about it last night." charlotte said with a hopeful smile.

"and where'd the ex come in?" samantha quipped as she leaned forward.

i looked at samantha, and suddenly all eyes were on me. "uh...well, duncan came over last night because luca got helped by him. and we had this conversation and he told me about how him and amelia broke up...one thing led to the next." they all continued to stare at me, waiting for a more in-depth explanation. i exhaled, "okay, well...long story short we had sex." i said bluntly.

the three girls' eyes widened and they all let out a short gasp. "WHAT?" they all said in unison.

"yeah and guess what?" i said looking at them, "he was a lot better in bed than i'd expect." i said with a smirk.

"well good! good for you!" samantha applauded.

"this feels like such bad timing, i mean, i just got laid off." i said.

miranda nodded, "i'm still waiting to hear that story."

"well my boss gave me an ultimatum...either i come to this event and help hold it or my career would be effected. obviously i was late because a kid had an allergic reaction, and when i told him, he didn't care. he told me to go home and that someone would sub my classes today, and then i get an email to stop by and box up my things." i explained.

samantha sighed, "sounds like a total prick."

"yeah, i'm gonna go by the office and get my stuff." i said.

miranda, a corporate lawyer, shook her head. "no, what you can do is sue for wrongful termination."

the girls continued to stare at me, shock on their faces. "wrongful termination?" i said, dumbfounded.

"yeah, especially the way they did it- via email. that's ridiculous." miranda said.

i exhaled, "okay let's say i try and sue for wrongful termination, do you think i could win?" i said.

miranda nodded, "oh of course you could win. i mean, you had a kid have a reaction, which you handled, and you were still late. it's not like you were late for no reason."

"i don't know, maybe this is a sign that i need to change workspaces. of course, i love the kids i work with but the people like the asshole in office." i shook my head referring to how much i hate the principal. "and say i did sue, wouldn't that be awkward at work?"

"i would think so." carrie said, speaking up on this topic for the first time. "i mean, the last thing you want to deal with is that jerk who you'll have to pass in the hallway or see in the breakroom."

i sighed, "that's what i'm afraid of." i exhaled, suddenly feeling a wave of exhaustion hit me. "i don't know i just feel so confused. this all just happened so suddenly."

"well, there's only one way to go from this point on." samantha said suddenly. "we're going to get you a new job."

i looked at her, feeling surprised by her words. "where?" i asked.

"anywhere you want." samantha replied. "somewhere you'll be happy at and your boss won't be a total dickhead."

"i'd want to teach still." i said.

"yeah, that's what we're gonna find. but for the time being..." samantha said, standing up. "let's find you a new school."

miranda nodded, "i'll get my contacts as well, find you a place that will hire you in a heartbeat." she said, grabbing her phone.

charlotte clapped her hand in excitement, "and if there's no one, i could always look into volunteer work for you!"

i felt overjoyed with the amount of help that i was getting from my friends, i looked over at carrie who only sipped her coffee. i was slightly upset that she wasn't doing anything to help but at the same time, it wasn't her job. so i let it go.

"big called while aidan and i were making love." carrie blurted out, causing me to roll my eyes. "the machine picked up."

"what did you do?" charlotte asked.

"nothing. we just kept making love." carrie answered.

samantha sat back down at her seat and shook her head, "he could keep going after that? honey, he's a keeper."

"nevermind him, how'd you do?" miranda asked.

"fine. i finished." she replied.

"you did?" i asked.

"i had to! and i haven't worked that hard at anything since my sat's!" she exclaimed.

i sighed, "you know, today i'd be helping kids study for their sat's." miranda placed a sympathetic hand on my shoulder while carrie kept talking about her inconvenienced call.

"we didn't even talk about the call. we just went to sleep." she said. "and when i woke up, aidan was on the other side of the bed. usually he sleeps right next to me, you know like, cuddled up on me."

"maybe he's just sleeping differently!" charlotte said.

"maybe or maybe he'll never forget what happened and every time the phone rings, he'll think that it's big calling to start affair number two." she exclaimed.

"that's a big maybe." miranda said.

"mmmm." i hummed as i tilted my head to the side and rubbed my neck.

"what? what's up with the 'mmm'?" carrie asked me.

i shrugged in response. "nothing, it's just..." i shrugged again and let my hands fall onto the table. "nothing."

"no, i want to hear your opinion on this call so shoot." carrie pressed.

"i'd rather not." i said.

carrie leaned forward slightly and tilted her head to the side, her curiosity peaked. "and why's that?"

"it's nothing, really." i said.

"bullshit. you always have something to say about everything, especially my love life." she continued to press.

"that's a lie." i replied. "you always have something to say about mine."

"so?" she quipped, crossing her arms and raising her chin slightly with an attitude. she raised her eyebrow, waiting for my response.

"so, i don't always have something to say about your love life. it's not my place to say." i responded.

"but, sweetie, i'm asking you to say it!" she replied in a whiny voice, still pressing me.

"fine, carrie. i think that you had this amazing thing and you blew it, you cheated on aidan with big. and now that you're back with aidan and you're worried that he'll never trust you again." i blurted out. "want to know what i think? i think that he won't ever trust you again." i said before i looked at the shocked faces while some were just looking down. "if you'd excuse me." i said as i got up from the table and stormed out.

i pushed the cafe door open and felt the cool winter air hit my face and i began to storm down the sidewalk, trying to calm myself. i knew i shouldn't have said that, but she kept bugging me about my opinion that i had no choice but to give it.

STUYVESANT HIGH SCHOOL
new york, new york
10:15am

i walked into the schoolhouse where i went to my classroom, there was a substitute teacher seated at my desk while my high schoolers faces filled with joy after seeing me.

i gave them a weak smile as i stood at the front of the classroom, i looked down at my outfit and let out a heavy sigh before looking back at them. "hey, friends..."

they all stopped what they were doing and stared at me, most of them with happy looks on their faces. only a few were confused.

"i'm sorry about my looks...i'm going through a bit of a rough patch right now." i said looking down at my oversized shirt. "with that being said, i'm saddened to say that i'll no longer be your teacher."

shock filled their eyes as they all looked at me with shock. suddenly, multiple of them began speaking up all at once.

"what?" "you're leaving us?" "why are you leaving?" "we don't want you to go!"

i felt my throat tighten as all these reactions and words being thrown at me. holding back tears, i said, "please...listen."

the students went quiet again, listening intently.

i exhaled, "the reason i'm leaving is because there have been some issues occurring."

i was suddenly interrupted by an older student who was the only one who knew what actually was going on. "the principal fired you." he said.

i looked over at him, feeling slightly betrayed that he said what had happened. "yes, that's correct." i said. "i've been fired."

there was a wave of shock that filled the room. "why?" another student asked.

"i don't know." i said truthfully, "but um, i wanted to give you all my love before i go...and if you all ever need letters of recommendation please let me know, i'm your girl." i paused. "if you see my on the street, say hello. don't be a stranger."

my students began nodding, listening to me speak and take in what i was saying. this was honestly killing me on the inside, i loved my job. i was a damn good teacher.

"bring it in." i said as i opened my arms.

a bunch of my students stood up from their desks and slowly began to make their way over to me, forming themselves into a pile of a group hug for me. they all wrapped their arms around me tightly as tears pricked my eyes. i took a deep breath, trying to keep it together.

i felt some of my student's tears hit my shoulders while tears streamed down my own face. i took a big breath, trying to keep myself together. i was trying so hard to be strong right now, to be strong for my students.

"you're all so amazing." i managed to choke out. "i love you all so much."

the students squeezed me tighter, not wanting to let me go. one said, "we love you miss boyd." my heart shattered, hearing their voices.

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