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Orchid Oasis

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words: 1,077

Summary: PJ falls in love very easily. Hazel works at a bouquet shop. They are both losers.

Note: HI! This is my first fic so like if you have any constructive criticism please tell me but I also made this late at night before a 6-hour shift so :D I hope you like it though, I know it's pretty out of character but I love thinking of PJ as a complete wreck around women and someone who falls in love very easily and I mean, look at Hazel. Like I was in love at first sight too.

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Unknown to most, PJ gets bitches. Even though she's never had her first kiss, a girlfriend, or any girl even slightly flirt with her, she has amazing "rizz," as she likes to say, and it makes Josie cringe every time.

From Josie's perspective, she has seen every one of PJ's attempts to get girls, and every time, it ends with a slur of curses and Josie having to comfort a wailing PJ outside of a Baskin Robbins with Snickers ice cream melting in her hand. So, when PJ grew another quick crush on a new, very obviously straight girl, she knew it was only gonna end in lesbian despair.

"She's just so amazing, Josie; she was all like, "Hey, I think it's your turn to order, so can you, like, move?" and I was like, "You can go first actually," and she was like, "OK?" ugh, you just had to be there."

"I was there; it was an extremely tough watch, actually."

"Yeahhhh" was PJ's only reply; she was already daydreaming about their domestic life together in a cramped Chicago apartment with 2 dogs. In reality, though, they were in PJ's dorm room, where Josie disapprovingly looked over at PJ, who was literally kicking her feet while thinking about the girl she'd probably never see again.

"You know, that new flower shop down the street from the movie place just opened; maybe you can get her a bouquet and express your undying love for her in a poem!" Josie sarcastically exclaimed while flailing her arms like a Disney princess.

Then, an idea struck within PJ.

"Holy shit Josie!" was all she said before suddenly jumping up.

"Wait, no, PJ, I was joking! You can't just leave; we have a class in like 30…minutes.."

Running down the street, PJ dashed to the old DVD place that's probably been open since the Roman times and searched for the previously mentioned flower shop. Once she saw the bright, pastel green exterior with flowers bordering the sign saying, " Orchid Oasis," she knew she found it.

As soon as PJ stepped into this place, however, she realized she was entirely out of her element. PJ didn't know shit about flowers, especially for girls. She'd never even received flowers before, let alone given them to someone. She saw a group of pretty purple potted flowers out of the corner of her eye that reminded her of the girls outfit, so she went up to inspect it.

"Hi! Did you need any help with-"

"JESUS FUCK" PJ shouted, and basically jumped out of her skin and knocked the poor plant over, shattering the pottery that was holding the aforementioned flowers.

She quickly turned around to yell at whatever teleporting asshole jumped behind her to make her piss her pants when she caught sight of the most bottomless blue eyes she's ever seen. They were wide with shock, staring at PJ like she was the one who snuck up on her!

"Dude, you scared the shit out of me! Do you always just sneak up on people like that?!" PJ blurts out before she can actually think about what she's saying. She should probably apologize, but fuck that, this weirdo shouldn't have snuck up on her!

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you; you just looked confused, and I wanted to help if you were looking for something specific or something. I'm really sorry." She starts to ramble as she scrambles to pick the pieces of broken pottery up from the floor. Was this girl from Mars or something?

"What the fuck are you doing? You're gonna cut yourself!" PJ grabs her hands from picking up the broken pieces, which causes her to stop rambling and God. She looked up at PJ with the biggest puppy dog eyes she'd ever seen. She looks extremely panicked, making PJ both confused and even weirder, sad. PJ never feels bad for people, especially people who freak out about minor things, so why does she feel so bad now?

"OK…" PJ briefly looks down at her nametag that says, "Hazel :)." "..Hazel, so do you have a broom or dustpan or something to clean this up before you go all Jeff the Killer on your hands?" Hazel looks up into PJ's eyes so hard; they stay like that until the other girl realizes what she said and looks around.

It takes her a while to respond, but eventually, she replies, "Yeah right, broom, it's um, it's in the back. Let me…go get it."

She stumbles into the back room and emerges a second later, holding a bright yellow broom and a small handheld dustpan. She then bends down to clean up the dirt and clay everywhere. At the same time, PJ stands awkwardly, admiring the girl and taking a moment to examine her.

She looked like someone you'd find working at a place like this, down to her shaggy haircut, multiple bracelets and rings, and oversized green sweater that matched the store's vibes. She looked like someone who just jumped out of Josie's Pinterest page, aka the exact opposite of PJ's type.

And yet, for some reason, she's absolutely enthralled by her. Everything about her is just so endearing; it makes her forget about, whatever she was doing before. Wait, what was she doing before?

After Hazel is done cleaning up PJ's mess, she stands up and looks back at her. They stand like that again, the two staring at each other in awkward bliss, until the dark-haired one finally says with a sincere grin, " So, did you need any help looking for anything today?"

"Do you wanna go get coffee with me after your shift or on your break or whenever you want to, ya know? I'll pay to make up for the whole, yelling at you and knocking that over, then making you clean it up," PJ blurts out before she can even think about it. Smooth.

Hazel's face turns a lighter shade of pink. It's a fantastic sight, her hair slightly ruffled and her face flushed, and PJ can't help but let her mind wander.

"Um, I like tea better, actually." She responds while slightly giggling.

"Yeah, no, me too; I think tea's great actually."

"OK, my break is at 3, so if you wanna wait for a bit, then we can go?" Hazel was full-on beaming at this point; it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.

"3 is perfect actually."