Chapter 1

Letting out a small 'oof', Regina glares in front at the person who had just knocked into her with force within the school corridor. "I would say watch it but its you, so it wouldn't make a difference"

"Yes its me, but maybe you shouldn't have been in my way!" The blonde retorts back with just as much a glare as the brunette.

Scoffing, the brunette rolls her eyes. "Whatever Swan, I haven't got time for you. Some of us have other arrangements"

Watching Regina go to walk off, Emma couldn't help but smirk. "Like on your back?"

Eyes widening, the brunette drops her mouth open. "You're disgusting! And grow up!" Shaking her head confused as to why she is still talking to the blonde, Regina heads towards the entrance of the school to leave the building.

Biting her lip, Emma sighs and goes to her locker to retrieve a small holder bag then heads in the direction of the changing rooms.

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Reaching the bottom step leading to the school car park, Regina pouts seeing her friend Kathryn then links arms with the girl as they head over to their parked cars which sat beside one another. Noticing the look, the blonde friend sighs. "What happened this time..."

"Oh just that stupid Swan girl. She never knows when to stay out of the way or when to stop talking!" Regina responds with an arm gesture and anger evidently clear in her voice.

Raising an eyebrow, Kathryn chuckles as her friends current facial expression. "You know she is actually really clever.."

Sniggering, the brunette mutters as she unlinks then pulls her car door open. "Pity she doesn't act it..."

Standing by her own car, the blonde smirks at how her friend is behaving over the mention, actions or even the existence of the one and only Emma Swan.

Truth be told, Regina Mills did not have any idea herself as to why she has allowed the irritating blonde get to her so much. She just seemed to always be there at the wrong time and somehow get in her way. Unfortunately for the stubborn brunette, what she did not realize was that Emma in fact, was always there at the right time but for now, Regina was just too blind to see it.

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Coming out of the changing rooms, having showered and changed her clothes, Emma peers through the doorway to check the corridor before finding it empty with minimal lighting. Determining that the coast was clear, the blonde then makes her way towards the vending machines. Reaching into her back pocket for a hair clip, the teen then crouches with focus in front of the lock and inserts the thin metal before twisting it a few times then tugs the machine door open. Smiling in triumph, Emma grabs a few items and shoves them into her bag before closing the machine back up as if to leave it untouched. Turning back out into the corridor, the blonde then walks towards the staff room to make herself at home upon one of the teachers posh, leather couches. Finally resting with her head against the couch arm, prompted up with cushions, the blonde yanks open a crisp packet from her bag then goes to shove her earphones in. Hearing a loud slam of what sounded to be the main doors to the school, the blonde shoots up with wide eyes before scanning the room for a solution in case it were one of her teachers and they were headed this way. Sighing in defeat, Emma swings her legs around to stand and grabs her bag, throwing the strap over her shoulder. Walking slowly towards the door, the blonde quietly turns the door handle and walks out into the corridor cautiously. Lifting her chin high to glance down the far end for any human activity, Emma smiles slightly at not seeing a soul.

"And what exactly are you still doing here?"

Hitching her breath in a small gasp, the blonde looks over her shoulder to find Regina stood with her arms firmly crossed and a scowl upon her face.

"I..I..stayed late..assignment.." Suddenly remembering who she is talking to, the blonde squints her eyes. "What's it to you? What are you doing here?"

Glancing at the girl up and down with a raised eyebrow, the brunette scoffs. "I forgot my chemistry book in my locker..I have a paper due Monday..not that it is any of your business.."

"You better hurry along then..I mean heaven forbid you forget a paper.." Emma fixes her bag strap then looks around, not moving, as if waiting for the teen to leave.

Watching her warily, Regina drops her cold demeanor and bites her lip curiously. "What's in your bag?"

Fixing a glare in defense, the blonde grips tight to her handle. "Nothing just school stuff.."

"You didn't have that bag for school earlier..it looks as though you are going somewhere..leaving Storybrooke are we?"

"You'd love that wouldn't you..but no I don't think so.." Emma replies trying to keep calm although she has more or less been caught.

Tilting her head inside the staff room which she knew the blonde had come from, the brunette eyes the stack of cushions on the couch then frowns. "Are..are you staying here?"

Surprised by the girl's concerned tone, the blonde looks speechless before turning away embarassed. "..so what if I am? We can't all have rich parents like you..or parents at all for that matter..."

Stepping closer, Regina gives her a reassuring look when the teen looks back then down, as she wonders about this new piece of information.. "Do you live in care?.."

Shuffling on her feet, Emma sighs. "Foster..but I..I left..anyway it doesn't matter...I don't need them..I don't need anyone" trying to convince herself, the blonde glances briefly at the brunette then goes to make a move past her.

Rubbing her head, Regina watches as the blonde walks past her. "Emma...wait.."

Shocked by the use of her first name, Emma stops and looks over again. "Yes?"

Strolling up beside the teen, the brunette sighs. "Come with me..you can stay..with me until we figure something out..but..don't get any ideas.."

"I'm not a charity case Regina..and I am positive that I do not want to owe you any kind of favour."

"You won't..believe me..I actually don't want to see anyone deal with something like this alone..even you. I am offering my help.." Staring back at the blonde, Regina cannot help but feel a sudden turn within her stomach but in a nervous way.

"Fine..thank you..I guess.." Waving her hand half heartedly, Emma then follows the girl out.

"There is just one thing..." Biting her lip again, the brunette looks across at the teen walking beside her to her car.

Rolling her eyes, the blonde sighs. "I knew it..."

"You're going to have to stay in the basement...otherwise my mother will have a field day..understood?"

Mocking a salute, Emma smirks at the secrecy. "Yes ma'am"

Wanting to scold the blonde, Regina watches the girl staring and cannot help but smile as she looks away.

A/N: cont? And can anyone guess which TV show inspired me for this story?