hey guys, I'm gonna write a multi-chapter teacher/student fic because I love them so much myself and I feel like there aren't enough. Also, for those of you reading my other multi-chapter fics I will update them soon. I almost have my summer break so that's good! :)

Please let me know if I should continue or not!

Edit: Changed Regina's age because yes this is a high school and I think I forgot for a second because I was trying to involve both the Dutch system and the American one and shit got complicated. Regina is now 27, Emma is 19.

Emma Swan rushed down the halls for the crowded school, occasionally bumping into people around her. Some she offered a quick apology, but mostly she just tried to get past them as fast as possible. Her phone chimed with a new message that she knew could only be from Ruby. "I'm coming, I'm coming", She said to no one in particular as she finally reached her classroom. As a senior she really should know better, however it seemed like the previous years had taught her nothing – including the location of this damn room – and she was still panting as she pushed open the door.

"Swan. How nice of you to join us." Her teacher said and Emma could barely contain an eye roll. She was never getting rid of this guy, was she? Mr. Gold had been teaching her financial management ever since she started at this school and she was still stuck with him. She cursed her school for having the course a standard for each student every year. She muttered a quick apology for being late as she found her place next to her best friend Ruby, who offered her a soft smile and a disapproving look. She was just teasing though, and they both knew it.

"Where were you?" The brunette asked her quietly but her eyes lingered on the teacher. They were sure to be send to the principal if he caught them talking. Too bad Belle wasn't here today; somehow he never punished them when she was there with them.

"I overslept."

Ruby cocked her head and raised an eyebrow.

"Can you really blame me, after getting up at three everyday they expect me to sit here at fucking eight in the morning. I feel like a zombie."

"You look like one too."

Emma's mouth dropped open, and she faked being offended as she playfully smacked her friend's shoulder. "Thanks man."

Ruby just smiled and shrugged, and they focused their attention back on mister Gold who was explaining some balance sheet thing she knew she would never understand anyways. The next few hours were boring. After Gold's class there was Biology by mister Whale that lasted for what felt like ages. The blonde was glad that she was finally enjoying her well-deserved slice of pizza in the cafeteria with Ruby and Mary Margaret.

"So what do we have next? Because I feel like I'm ready to go home."

Mary Margaret laughed. "It's only one, Emma."

Emma shrugged as she took another bite. "It feels like it's five already."

Ruby and Mary Margaret both laughed at their friend before looking down at their schedules. "Seems like we all have history together from Miss… Mills."

The blonde frowned. "I've never heard of her before, is she new?"

Mary Margaret shook her head. "No, she isn't. David had her last year, apparently she can be real hard with the students."

Emma dropped her remaining piece of pizza back on her plate. "Great. Just what I needed, I already suck at history."

Before anyone could comfort the young woman the bell rang, and the three best friends rushed to the classroom.

Miss Mills wasn't there yet when Emma, Ruby and Mary Margaret arrived and so were many of the students so luckily they were still able to take the seats in the back row. Satisfied smiles were plastered onto their faces as they watched the other students come in and shoot them jealous faces for taking the best spots.

It took fifteen more minutes before their teacher finally arrived. Automatically Emma adjusted her glasses and let her gaze drop to the woman in front of the room who was apologizing for being late and talking about god knows what. Emma didn't hear a single word of it. All she saw was that gorgeous woman standing in front of the room wearing a red dress that was almost inappropriate for a school, and she felt like she simply couldn't breath anymore. How old was this woman anyway? She barely looked older than 27, which meant she would only be 8 years older than herself. How in the hell did she do that? Emma was staring and there was nothing that could stop her. Okay well except for that punch.

"Ouch! What was that for?" She asked the woman the punch had come from.

"You were totally lost in thought Ems. It was the only thing that worked." Ruby simply answered. Either she hadn't seen her staring or she had pretended not to.

"Sorry. What's up?"

"What do you think of her?" The brunette nodded towards the brunette who was arranging her things on her desk. Emma shrugged.

"I don't know. She hasn't even said anything yet."

Ruby smirked knowingly, and the blonde blushed, realizing that her staring had apparently been more obvious then she had thought. She shouldn't be staring.

"Good afternoon class." The teacher spoke up then and suddenly Emma's attention was snapped to the front of the room. "My name is Regina Mills but you may call me Miss Mills. I'm here to teach you history for the upcoming school year and I expect nothing but the best from all of you."

Normally she would have rolled her eyes, because this is about as standard as these speeches get, but there was something about.. Regina.. that made her want to listen to every word she had to say.

"Also, your previous teacher, Mr. Dwight for most of you, has provided me with your results from last year and based on that I've made a seating arrangement."

Loud sighs were heard from all across the classroom and Emma couldn't help but join them. She hated seating arrangements; somehow she always ended up sitting next to students she couldn't stand and as far away from her friends as possible.

"If I call out your name please come to the front and take your new seat."

It took ages before Emma was finally called out and there was no chance she was getting a place even close to her friends.

"Emma Swan."

Slowly the blonde walked over to stand in front of her teacher and tried not to eye her too much. The cold stare she received back made that somewhat easier though. Regina's finger pointed to the seat right in front of her desk. Emma felt her cheeks redden with embarrassment and anger. Anywhere but there. It wasn't unknown that Emma wasn't as smart as the others. She wasn't dumb, but she had had a rough youth and missed a lot of school as a kid.

She felt herself boiling with anger even though she knew Regina probably just wanted what was best for her education. Ruby was by her side then and squeezed her shoulder. Her friend seemed to always know what she needed. She smiled softly and even though she knew Ruby could look right through it, she retrieved her hand and both took their places on completely different sides of the classroom.

Emma could feel the brunette teacher's eyes on her and knew that Regina had been watching the interaction between the two friends. She whipped her head and sends her teacher a cold stare, a lot like she had received from her just moments earlier.

Where moments earlier she would have been happy with being so close to the other woman and getting to check her out from here she couldn't help but feel upset about it now. She felt like everyone was judging her and as the class continued it was only getting worse.

"Who knows the answer?" Regina called out looking at her students. Some of them put their hands up in the air but it seemed like she had something else in mind because suddenly she was calling out for Emma. "Miss Swan, perhaps you can share with class what you think."

She heard some people behind her snort, and she was sure she heard someone whisper, "as if that is ever going to happen". Instead of even trying she just shook her head. "I don't know."

Regina's eyes narrowed and looked down at Emma's notebook as if she knew that the blonde had just written it down. Which she had. Emma always wrote along, it made her remember things better and even though she sometime preferred not to speak up she could still test herself.

After a while the older woman nodded. "Very well. Anybody else?" Again Miss Blanchard's hand went up in the air and Regina almost rolled her eyes. "Anyone but miss Blanchard."

The rest of the class went by quietly. Emma kept quiet and only wrote things down occasionally. Even though she knew that her teacher was watching her, she still ignored her and just kept to her books.

Finally the bell rang and she was reaching for her backpack immediately. Next up was her last course and it was English, which meant that she didn't have to feel like an idiot for the next two hours. She was actually quite good at the course.

"Miss Swan, please wait." Regina said quietly, only for her to hear and she wondered if pretending to not have heard it and just escape for a better idea. However, she remembered Mary Margaret's words (that according to David she was strict) and she decided against it.

After everyone had left the room Regina closed the door and walked over to where the blonde was sitting. They were both silent for a while as the older woman sat down in her wheelchair and folded her hands on top her desk.

"I read your file."

"Figured you did."

The blonde knew she was testing her teacher, but it was part of her protecting herself and she couldn't stop it.

Instead of saying something about her behavior Regina coughed and ducked her head to try and make eye contact with Emma.

"I'm not here to judge you, Miss Swan. Not at all. I'm also not here to point out that you're the worst in the class."

Emma interrupted her. "But I am." Shit. She felt stinging behind her eyes and the last thing she wanted right now was to cry. It wasn't like she had never heard this before, her foster parents told her she was dumb often enough.

Regina shook her head, and for a second Emma saw one of her hands move like she wanted to reach out. She corrected herself and coughed. "That's where you're wrong. I saw you testing yourself, Miss Swan. You got all of them right."

The blonde girl shrugged. "So?"

"So why didn't you speak up?"

She was fidgeting awkwardly with her hands and shrugged. "I just didn't want to. Can I go now? I have a class and I'm going to be late."

For a second her teacher stayed silent, but then she nodded and unfolded her hands, which made Emma notice something she hadn't caught before, a wedding ring. She didn't even know why but she felt her heart clench a little. Before she had too much time to think about it though, Regina was holding the door open for her.

"I'll see you tomorrow then, Miss Swan."

"Yeah. I guess so."

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