A/N: My first story so I hope you guys like it!

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Emma was a 17 year old when she was adopted by her new family, the Charmings. She had been in the foster system her whole life. So, she hadn't really been comfortable with the thought of being with a long-term family. She had always been on her own and she liked it that way--no one to answer to, no one she would have to let go of, no one she would worry about eventually losing. She was happy.

When David and Mary Margaret adopted her, she had no intention of getting too close to them. But, they made it hard for her. They gave her their attention, a home, and a loving and caring family. None of which she has ever had. But still, she never really let them in.

They sent her to Storybrooke High, a private school, which she wasn't really used to. But, she quickly got the hang of it. She was half way through the second quarter of the first semester. She was doing just fine. She had a pretty good reputation with the teachers. She behaved in class, did her work, and never caused any trouble. She didn't want to screw up this opportunity she was given--getting out of the system.

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Monday Morning.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!!

Emma shot up in bed, scared as hell. "Fuck!" She looked around, although her vision was blurry, for her alarm clock. She saw it read 6:00am.

She got out of bed and took a quick shower and brushed her teeth. She went back into her room and, eventually, pulled an outfit together--a pair of light ripped jeans, a white tank, black combat boots, and her red leather jacket.

She headed into the kitchen and grabbed herself something for breakfast. Then, she walked out the door and headed to her car. She drove to school.

When she arrived at school it was 7:30. She walked in and headed to her locker and grabbed the books she needed for her first three classes. When she was done, she headed to the auditorium for the Monday morning assembly.

She saw the principal standing at the microphone and was surprised. They never really had any big announcements. They just did the normal stuff--the flag ceremony, and then they headed off to first period.

Emma saw another woman standing next to her principal. A beautiful brunette with short hair--just above her shoulders. Emma's legs were weak and her heart was beating out of her chest. She knew that whoever that lady was, she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.