Everything She Wants – Chapter One – First Day of School
A/N: Welcome to my first SQ fanfiction, I am quite nervous to be writing in this fandom for the first time. And yes, I realize that there are plenty of teacher/student SQ fanfics, but I'm hoping to make this one different. Just a few side-notes before we get started, this is obviously an AU fic, there was no curse put in place, so Emma lives with David and Mary Margaret in the loft (She was adopted by them but has no clue they are her birth parents, but they do). Henry isn't around, but he may be added to the story in the future, all shall be explained in due time. Remember to Like, Sub, and Review so I know what you all think! So without further ado, here we go!
Emma woke up to the sound of a blaring alarm clock. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and stared at the time.
6:30am.
Well, at least she didn't sleep past her alarm like she expected. She threw her blankets off of herself to reveal plaid boxer shorts and a tight white tank top. Without making her bed, she made her way downstairs to make some breakfast.
"Good morning, sweetheart!" Mary Margaret exclaimed, clearly bursting with joy on this early Tuesday morning.
Emma groaned in reply. The smell of freshly cooked bacon and eggs woke her from her sleeping trance. Her eyes immediately rounded.
"Your father had to be in at the station early this morning, so I made him breakfast before he went. Of course you could help yourself to whatever is left." The school teacher said knowing what was on her daughters mind.
"Thanks Mary Margaret." Emma said, attempting a genuine smile.
There was a comfortable silence, "so, first day of senior year. How are you feeling about it?" The brunette asked.
Emma shrugged. "It's just going to be like any other year, Mary Margaret, after all, it's not my first day of senior year, have you forgotten that I failed last year in New York? Now I'm going to be the only nineteen year old in all my classes." Emma snapped.
Mary Margaret visibly sighed, going completely unnoticed by the petite blonde.
When Emma was done with her breakfast she placed her plate in the sink and continued back to her room to get changed.
"First day of school… what should I wear? I need to look intimidating, like everyone knows I always get what I want." Emma mumbled her thoughts.
She decided on a pair of skin-tight jeans, that hugged her hips in all the right places, a skin-tight black tank top, much like the white one she had previously been wearing, and a red faux leather jacket she had gotten over the summer for a reasonable price.
She grabbed her backpack and was just ready to step outside her bedroom door when she heard her phone start to ring with an all too familiar ringtone. Without even looking at the called id, she already knew who it was.
"Hello, Ruby." Emma greeted unenthusiastically.
"Why the sourpuss? I thought you of all people would be excited about the first day of senior year." Ruby replied sarcastically.
"Ha-ha, are you coming to pick me up?" Emma asked, growing impatient with the tall brunette.
"Yup, I'm just coming down the street now. See you in a few." Without saying goodbye Emma heard the line go dead.
She headed downstairs and was greeted by a smiling Mary Margaret. Emma eyed her suspiciously.
"What's going on?" Emma asked skeptically.
Mary Margaret tried to look as innocent as possible, and it would've worked if she hadn't looked so guilty.
"I have a surprise for you." She said.
Emma cocked an eyebrow and waited for her to continue.
Mary Margaret pulled a large box out from behind her back. "Open it!" She exclaimed, practically throwing the box into Emma's arms.
Emma carefully opened the box to reveal a pair of the dark brown boots she had seen in the store about a week ago. She eyed her mother skeptically.
"I saw you looking at them last week, and I thought it would be a good gift for the first day of school." The school teacher answered before Emma had time to ask.
Emma smiled, "thank you, Mary Margaret." She said as she hugged her adoptive mother.
Emma slipped on the boots she adored and said goodbye to Mary Margaret before heading downstairs to find Ruby waiting in her red Camaro.
Ruby smiled seductively. "Nice boots, Mary Margaret finally caved, huh?" The tall brunette asked knowingly.
Emma just nodded and got in the car.
"Where's Belle?" Emma asked after finding the backseat empty.
The brunette sighed. "Her dad doesn't want me driving her to school anymore… or anywhere to be exact. Let's just leave it at that. Okay?" She pleaded with the blonde.
Emma chuckled. "You'll tell me eventually, or Belle will." Emma said contentedly.
Ruby rolled her eyes, knowing that the blonde sitting next to her was right.
When the duo arrived at school, all eyes were on them. Ruby was sporting a barely legal red miniskirt with a tied button up blouse, revealing her toned stomach. They both strutted into the school like they owned the place, which, technically they kind of did, because everyone knew who they were and nobody wanted to get on either girls bad side, knowing exactly how Emma worked.
Belle ran up to them shortly afterward, meekly apologizing for her overprotective father.
"We should all have pretty much the same classes, if not, I'm pretty sure that can be fixed." Belle said in her unique accent.
Both girls smiled at the petite brunette. They all checked their schedules, and sure enough, they had all the same classes. Shortly after wandering around the school to find their first class, the warning bell rang, signalling them to head to their first class.
"I heard that there's a new teacher this year, teaching this class." Belle whispered to the two girls beside her.
Emma smirked, knowing that she would have the chance to fuck with the new teacher. They all sat next to each other near the back of the class, not seeing a seating arrangement, or names anywhere, they assumed they could sit wherever they wanted, so they did.
The second bell rang and a voluptuous body walked into the classroom. No one seemed to notice, as they were all so caught up with talking to each other and matching schedules and planning for lunch breaks.
The teacher cleared her throat and immediately got the attention she was aiming for. All eyes turned on her.
"Good morning, class. My name is Regina Mills, but you shall address me as Miss Mills. I will not accept any nonsense in this class from any of you this semester. I am here to teach, whether that be English or life lessons, I will do both. Any interruptions will be rewarded with a call to the principal and Mister Gold can deal with you. Understood?" Regina asked, clasping her hands in front of her.
The entire class nodded. Including Emma, even though the blonde had other plans in mind.
A/N: I know this chapter was a little short, but the next will be longer, as this was just the introduction. I hope you enjoyed it! Don't forget to R&R! :)