New Jobs and Coffee
Title: New Jobs and Coffee
Word Count: ~500
Pairing: Kara/Laura eventually
Disclaimer: don't own them.
Summary: Laura changes jobs after her encounter with Sean. She stops for coffee on the way to meet Adar and is surprised Sean isn't the only former student she ran into that week.
Laura was walking through Caprica City. She had a meeting with Mayor Adar--she still couldn’t believe she had decided to work on his campaign; she hated politics. But the awkward sex with Sean left her feeling like she needed to make some changes.
She was making great time, so Laura decided to stop for coffee. There was a new coffee shop she’d been dying to try; it was perfect. She’d get her coffee fix and be all set for her meeting with Adar.
Laura entered the shop. She was delighted that she was the only customer, but that didn’t bode well for the new business. She stepped up to the counter and did her best to be friendly to the barista. Laura had always made a conscious effort to be friendly and polite to everyone--especially those in the service industry. The barista was a young blonde woman; Laura assumed she was working her way through college.
“You here all alone?”
“For now, yeah. It’s not like anyone’s clamoring to get in.”
“Give it time.”
“That’s sounds like what a teacher would say.”
“You can take a teacher out of the classroom...”
“But you can’t take the classroom out of the teacher. You don’t remember me, do you?”
“Let me guess, I was your teacher.”
“Yup. Kindergarten.”
“Forgive me, but I don’t remember your name.”
“Kara.”
Laura realized she had vague memories of a blonde youngster. Those memories were quickly becoming more vivid, though. She was always amazed by how the human mind worked.
“Thrace, right?”
“You do remember.” Kara’s smile became impossibly brighter. She tried to downplay the importance of being remembered, but her face gave her away, as they always did to Laura.
“It took me a minute. You were quite the troublemaker, as I recall.”
“Still am.”
“Still getting into fights?”
“Sometimes.”
“I hope you’re careful.”
“That’s what you said then, too.”
“I was so worried about you.”
“Well, I’m fine. All grown up.”
“I’ll still worry about you.” Laura sensed her young barista was terribly reckless; she wanted to do something, but didn’t know what. She recalled Kara was stubborn; she figured that hadn’t changed much.
“Don’t.” Kara sensed Laura’s soul-gaze, and it scared her.
“I can’t stop. It’s what I do.”
Kara knew that was true. Of all of her teachers, Laura was her favorite. The only one she had ever liked, and the only one who had seemed to care about her. It seemed like there was nothing she could do to make her not care. But she didn’t know what would come of it. “I guess that’s what made you a good teacher. Here’s your coffee, Ms. Roslin.”
“Please, I’m out of the classroom now, it’s Laura.”
“Okay. Maybe I’ll see you again.”
“Count on it. When do you work?”
“Every morning.”
“Then, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Laura walked out of the coffee shop, ready to meet her new boss. She was already looking forward to the next day, though.
Word Count: ~500
Pairing: Kara/Laura eventually
Disclaimer: don't own them.
Summary: Laura changes jobs after her encounter with Sean. She stops for coffee on the way to meet Adar and is surprised Sean isn't the only former student she ran into that week.
Laura was walking through Caprica City. She had a meeting with Mayor Adar--she still couldn’t believe she had decided to work on his campaign; she hated politics. But the awkward sex with Sean left her feeling like she needed to make some changes.
She was making great time, so Laura decided to stop for coffee. There was a new coffee shop she’d been dying to try; it was perfect. She’d get her coffee fix and be all set for her meeting with Adar.
Laura entered the shop. She was delighted that she was the only customer, but that didn’t bode well for the new business. She stepped up to the counter and did her best to be friendly to the barista. Laura had always made a conscious effort to be friendly and polite to everyone--especially those in the service industry. The barista was a young blonde woman; Laura assumed she was working her way through college.
“You here all alone?”
“For now, yeah. It’s not like anyone’s clamoring to get in.”
“Give it time.”
“That’s sounds like what a teacher would say.”
“You can take a teacher out of the classroom...”
“But you can’t take the classroom out of the teacher. You don’t remember me, do you?”
“Let me guess, I was your teacher.”
“Yup. Kindergarten.”
“Forgive me, but I don’t remember your name.”
“Kara.”
Laura realized she had vague memories of a blonde youngster. Those memories were quickly becoming more vivid, though. She was always amazed by how the human mind worked.
“Thrace, right?”
“You do remember.” Kara’s smile became impossibly brighter. She tried to downplay the importance of being remembered, but her face gave her away, as they always did to Laura.
“It took me a minute. You were quite the troublemaker, as I recall.”
“Still am.”
“Still getting into fights?”
“Sometimes.”
“I hope you’re careful.”
“That’s what you said then, too.”
“I was so worried about you.”
“Well, I’m fine. All grown up.”
“I’ll still worry about you.” Laura sensed her young barista was terribly reckless; she wanted to do something, but didn’t know what. She recalled Kara was stubborn; she figured that hadn’t changed much.
“Don’t.” Kara sensed Laura’s soul-gaze, and it scared her.
“I can’t stop. It’s what I do.”
Kara knew that was true. Of all of her teachers, Laura was her favorite. The only one she had ever liked, and the only one who had seemed to care about her. It seemed like there was nothing she could do to make her not care. But she didn’t know what would come of it. “I guess that’s what made you a good teacher. Here’s your coffee, Ms. Roslin.”
“Please, I’m out of the classroom now, it’s Laura.”
“Okay. Maybe I’ll see you again.”
“Count on it. When do you work?”
“Every morning.”
“Then, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Laura walked out of the coffee shop, ready to meet her new boss. She was already looking forward to the next day, though.