A/N: Well hello guys! It's nice to see you back! Here I am again with a new story, or should I say: two new stories? I'm already writing a second one, but I'm not very happy with the first chapter yet, so I'm still editing. The people who would like to follow the other story as well, please try follow me and you will be kept updated! Also I'm very sorry for the crappy description, but it will change soon. I'm a bit tired now and I don't really know how to descripe it. Anyway before you start reading the story I want to ask you guys something:

I'm open for suggestion for the title. I'm not thrilled to post it under this title, so it might change, or it might not, I'll see.

Now, please remember that I (unfortunately) do not own any of those characters, it's rated M for a reason and I'm trying not to offend any ships right here, because I love CS, SQ and OQ, but I really love writing about SQ. If you keep those things in mind, you can continue now. Enjoy!

Her first day at school wouldn't be the most perfect one, because she was a troubled child and she knew it. This was her tenth home, her tenth foster family in about two years. She didn't trust those people because of all the things she's been through. She never wanted to get her hopes up too high, afraid of being disappointed once again. Yet she had to say, these guys, a young couple named David and Mary Margaret Nolan-Blanchard were different from her previous homes. This couple tried to understand her and guide her through her difficult times. They didn't punish her, they were worried about her, they never did something she didn't like. She was free, more than she was before, and now she had people who cared about what happened to her.

But we were talking about this first day of school. This sixteen year old blonde girl wasn't the simplest person on earth: she was troubled, have been betrayed more times than you can realise and even though she is very intelligent, if there is something she doesn't like, she will let it be known. Her previous schools didn't know what to do with her because she was such a difficult child and all she could think was that this school would be the same. She now lived in a little town called Storybrooke. Everybody knew each other and when she just arrived here, everyone wanted to welcome her and visit to see her, like she was an attraction. She knew that her new parents didn't want to scare her off and she was thankful that they had send all those people away.

Alright, so the first day: Emma had arrived on time, because of Mary Margaret who insisted that she would wake up on time, eat breakfast and she had been brought to her new school. Emma had thanked her new mom and walked into the school where she collected her schedule. They had asked her if she needed a tour around the school, but she didn't want it. She had been alone her whole life and she had figured out that it was a lot easier to be alone and figure things out on your own than to have to deal with someone else. So when the bell rang, she had absolutely no idea where she had to go. She looked at her schedule once again while walking through the hallway when she hit another person. It was so intense that they both fell to the ground.

"Fuck, couldn't you just look where you …", the other person began and Emma looked at her. She looked older than her, wore a lot of red with long dark brown hair, but as soon as the girl realised she had never seen Emma before, her attitude changed: "I'm sorry for my outburst, I've never seen you around before, are you new?"

Emma nodded in response while gathering her stuff from the ground, even tho she hadn't lost much more than one paper and a textbook. The girl in front of her did the same, collecting her stuff.

"Well, in that case, I'm Ruby", the girl introduced herself, "but everybody calls me Red. You can choose though. Are you lost? What lesson do you have now?"

"Uhm", the blonde said while looking at her paper, "Math from mister Booth in classroom 27."

"Oh looks like we are getting that one together, I'll show you the way!" Ruby almost shouted in enthusiasm, "But first", she made me stop walking, "tell me your name."

"Swan, Emma Swan."

As soon as they reached the classroom,, Ruby went in without knocking. All the faces in the classroom turned to the door to see who entered.

"Well, well, Miss Lucas, looks like this little habit of yours, wasn't just a temporary thing", the man, who had to be Mister Booth, said, "but you brought a friend! What's your name?" he asked Emma, while Ruby had pulled up her shoulders in response and went to the back of the room to get herself a seat.

"Emma Swan, I'm … I'm a new student here", She began, "Ruby showed me the way because I was lost, so blame me for both of us if there would be consequences for showing up late."

The blonde girl was quite a honest one, if something was her fault, she would take the blame, she always did. Yet because of her honesty, some tried to misuse it too and blamed her for things she never did. That was something that didn't work with her and never will, she would fight it until she got suspended. But this was something the teacher hadn't expected and his eyebrows had shot up into the air, looking at his new student with appreciation.

"Thank you for the information, but neither of you two will feel the consequences of this. It's just the first day, please try to get here on time next course", he stated, "Now you can have a seat Miss Swan."

Emma turned around to the direction Ruby walked over in and she saw the brunette waving at her when their eyes meeted. Without looking at the other students she walked and made it without tripping to the backseat next to Ruby. After she sat down and had unpacked her stuff to follow the course, she looked at the other students. Blue eyes were staring at her and a smirk appeared on the guy's face when their eyes met. Ruby had sensed that her new friend was looking at the other people in the classroom and decided it was time to introduce them too. She leaned over to Emma and whispered

"That guy is Killian Jones, he's a nice guy, single, quite popular and a good friend of mine. You'll meet him after this period, I guess, I think you'll like him", she said, and the blonde just nodded, "At the front of the class, the girl with brown hair? She has an Australian accent", fade decided at that moment that that girl had to speak, "So yes, that one, that's Belle French. Also one of my friends, she's not as loud as Killian is and is a very good listener. I tell her everything, even things she didn't want to know", Ruby chuckled.

I roamed my eyes over the class, seeing another girl sitting against the wall in the front of the classroom, leaning on one arm, writing with her other hand. She looked quite uninterested. Ruby had followed her gaze.

"Well, seeing you look at her: that's Regina Mills. She doesn't even look at us, because we aren't good enough, I guess. Her sister and her friends graduated last year, so I guess she has to find a new squad", Ruby said.

Emma nodded and when Ruby turned away to write something in her notebook, the brunette in front against the wall, named Regina Mills, looked the blonde right into her emerald ones. They locked eyes for a second or two when Emma turned away, trying not to melt into those beautiful and strong eyes. Yet she could see that there were more secrets hidden behind those eyes than someone ever could imagine.

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