A/N: Hello, all! I just wanted to inform you that I was loving 'A New Dawn', so I wanted to rewrite it. I hope I'm not confusing you, but please disregard the chapters I posted of 'A New Dawn'. Thank you! -Zanderluv121
When your seventeen years old, living in a town called Storybrooke, Maine, where fairytale characters really exist, things can get a little... magical. Magical as in spells and potions being concocted or people transforming into another person. Hard to believe, right? But it happens, all in this little town located in Maine. You never know what's going to happen, you never expect it.
Seeing magical things isn't as bad as what I was facing today. I've been dreading this day since the school bell rang last year, allowing us to leave school and face our summer vacation, but now that summer's over, the day I never wanted to come, came- Senior year of high school. This is the start of the rest of your life, it prepares us for what's to come, what you want to do with your life, how to handle yourself. But, I didn't want to think about that. Who the hell knows what I want to do with my life?
Yet, here, I am, waiting in the long line of cars to enter the school's parking lot, with music blasting in the Bug. My yellow car stuck out from all the other cars, painted black or white or gray to blend in with everyone. I was different. Everyone knew that. I was the Savior, while the kids in the black, white, and gray cars were normal- not really normal since they were fairytale characters, but normal in an unnormal way. All last year, they got to sit back being their cursed selves, waiting for me to break the curse. And I did. Now everyone knows who they are and what happened.
I shifted my car into park and slumped against the leather seat, knowing that if I looked out of the windshield, kids would be gawking at me and whispering that she was the one that broke the curse. From the corner of my eye I spotted a gray sedan pull into an open spot in the far side of the lot, slamming shut the door as he grabbed his backpack and made his way towards me. Neal. I smiled and scooped up my own backpack, leaning against the door to my Bug as Neal slowly walked to where I was.
"Hey, babe." He said in his deep, angelic voice, wrapping his arm around me. "You ready for senior year?" Neal and I made our way out of the parking lot, the kids moving aside to let us through.
I pressed an emotionless expression as I passed the students, now whispering into their friends' ears. Near the beginning of the line, which surprised me a lot, my friends, Kat, Amanda, Lola, Josh, and Christian were waiting for us to pass, though I expected them to be walking with us and not praising me for breaking the curse. "As ready as I'll every be." I mumbled back to Neal, burying myself closer into his brown leather jacket.
The staff of the Storybrooke school's decided that in order for the students and children of the town to feel like everything is back to normal like it was before, giving them an education would help. But, it wasn't; everything still felt off when I was walking down the long corridors to my locker. Maybe I'm paranoid or maybe I'm the kind of person that despises attention, but the stares of every teacher, every student, drilled holes into the back of my shirt. School was diffidently not the place where things feel normal.
When I reached my locker, the one located next to Neal's, I felt the presence of five people leaning against the metal door, waiting for me to talk to them. The attention was getting to me. I slammed my locker shut, startling Neal, and turned to the five people- Kat, Lola, Amanda, Josh, and Christian. "What?" I snapped.
Josh was the first to speak, his eyebrows crinkling together, "Is it true?" The rest of my friends stared at me for an answer.
"Is what true?" I asked, shoving my backpack over my shoulder.
"The rumors," Kat pipped in, suddenly fearful. "about Regina trying to kill you." That grabbed Neal's attention.
"Regina's after Emma?" Neal asked, stepping in front of me and blocking my view from my friends. "Why would she be?"
Lola snorted and rolled her eyes, "Because Emma broke the curse, duh." Kat and Amanda looked down to the ground as if they heard the news someone they loved had died, while Christian and Josh nodded forcefully.
Fear grew in Neal's eyes as he turned to look at me and then back at our friends. "If there are rumors going around about it, how come I haven't heard them?"
"Maybe because everyone's afraid of you." Amanda barked, loosing her cool. Christian and Josh glared at her in disappointment, as Lola and Kat remained looking down at the floor.
I stepped in front of Neal and narrowed my eyes at Amanda. "Why would people be scared of Neal? He didn't do anything wrong." No one should be afraid of Neal. He is the most kind-hearted, romantic, funny, intelligent guy I have ever met, and without him, I would be lost.
"People think that because Neal is Gold's son, he has dark magic and powers that can harm people." Christian spoke up, giving an apologetic smile to me and an affirmative nod towards Neal. "No one trusts Gold... or Neal now."
"So people are judging him because of his father?" I confirmed with a laugh. "That's the stupidest thing I have ever heard!" My friends crossed their arms and gave me a death stare.
"Look, if it weren't for you breaking the curse, we wouldn't be in this mess!" Amanda snarled, blaming me for bringing light back into the dark town. The anger rising up in Amanda shocked me. Why would someone loyal to me and Neal before the curse broke turn her back on us now?
My mouth dropped open, my feet moved themselves to where she was standing, letting me tower over her. "You really want to blame me for bringing happy endings back to the Goddamn town?! I was supposed to save you all and now you're pointing fingers at me?" Neal grabbed my arm and started to pull me away from Amanda. "Some friend you are." I grumbled under my breath.
"We need to focus on the matter at hand, guys!" Kat stated logically, stepping in front of Amanda and her laser beam eyeballs. "Is Regina coming for Emma?"
Neal puffed out his chest and nodded towards Josh and Christian. "We don't know for sure yet, but if she does, we'll protect her."
I can always count on Neal to make a good situation come out of a bad one. By the end of the day, Neal and I managed to receive a single detention for disrupting Mrs. Grad's English class. Surprisingly, her glass eyeball on the right side and her partly blind eye on the left side still spotted Neal and I throwing spit balls through the air. So, as our first day of senior year came to a close, our afternoon was spent in detention.
"There will be no talking, no laughing, no singing, no humming, no eating, and no drinking during detention today. If I come back to see you doing those things you will be seeing me tomorrow at lunch and after school for scraping gum off the desks and erasing foul words from the textbooks." Mr. Melon yelled, spit spraying everywhere. He turned to leave the room with a glance over her shoulder, the door slamming shut behind him.
Neal smiled mysteriously and raised his eyebrows, knowing that I knew exactly what he was thinking. I gave a smirk back and moved the chair from my desk over to him. He wasted no time, instead he pulled me up on his desk and grabbed my waist as I lifted his chin up to my face. Our lips touched, sending electricity down my spine. All was quiet, with only the sound of our short, staggered breathing filling our ears. Our mouths moved up and down, while Neal's hand moved to grip my neck. I smiled, despite our lips pressing together. And then, just as we thought no one was going to bother us, the door opened and Mr. Melon came in again.
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