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Summary: Emma Swan is starting her second year at college and she finds out that her new roommate is no one else than Regina Mills, the same chick who has made her life in college, literally, a ball of bullshit, every day since she first stepped in the campus and the very same chick she has an inevitable crush on, since she first stepped in the campus. Swan Queen AU.
Chapter 1: Stepping into enemy field.
"I told you there is no misunderstanding here, Miss—, what was your name again?" the resident assistant asked.
"Emma Swan," she responded rolling her eyes blank, so fed up with the girl's complete incompetence, she had asked her name five times already, Emma couldn't actually begin to understand, how is that this girl had become a senior resident.
"Yeah Ms. Swan, you are assigned to be roommate with Regina Mills,";the redheaded girl said checking the list with the rooms arrangement on her clipboard, "although I don't know why you are complaining, is she not the cheerleading captain?"
"Yeah, that's exactly the reason I'm complaining! Look there must be a mistake, I already had a roommate last year and she was nice and we got along and more important, SHE WAS NOT REGINA MILLS!"
"Look, you don't have to yell at me dear, because it won't change the fact that I CAN'T do anything about it," the girl said chewing her bubblegum audibly, while playing with a lock of her hair, "now put a smile on that little face of yours and go meet your new roomie! Is it not exciting?" the redhead was practically bouncing on her toes out of excitement, she seemed to be the puppies and rainbows kind of girl, the one who dies first in the movies, Emma thought.
"You know what? Thanks for nothing!" the blonde said picking her baggage of the floor and heading to her assigned room.
From all the possible new roommates she could be assigned with, it has to be precisely, Regina - the freaking cheerleading captain- Mills? Was she getting a personal vendetta from destiny or what? From all the girls in the campus, how was it possible that she was assigned with the one who had made her life in college a literal pain in the ass? Because no, the fact that Emma wanted to slam her face against a wall, repeatedly, had nothing to do with her having an inevitable crush on the mentioned cheerleading captain, but with the brunette being a total asshole to her, everyday from the past year.
Yeah, it had nothing to do with her crush indeed, N-O-T-H-I-N-G—, who was she trying to fool? It obviously had everything to do with her having a crush on the brunette, she couldn't fool anybody, not that anyone knew about my crush and not that I was actually speaking my mind right now, so everybody could know, why I look like I'm walking into a slaughterhouse in this exact moment.
Emma breathed deeply and then turned the key to open the door of her new dorm. Yeah, they had not only assigned her a new roommate, but they had also assigned her to a new dorm, she was even in a different floor now, at least it was the same building though, so she could always go back to her old dorm to complain about the brunette with her former roomie and best friend Ruby.
The blonde entered the room after a few seconds of hesitation, maybe she still could do something about it, after all, there were lots of girls that would kill for being in her place, for being roomies with 'gorgeous cheerleader' Regina Mills, one of them might want switching rooms with her, some people would even pay in cash for the opportunity. However, it didn't matter if they gave her the bloody janitor's bedroom in return, because she would gladly accept it.
Despite all this thoughts, Emma took a step into the room and what she saw then, made her jaw drop to the floor.
The room was bigger than any she had ever seen in the campus, not that she had seen lots of them, but this one had its own second floor, well, not an actual second floor, it was actually a loft, but that aside, there was a bed on it and it had its own window, there were also two desks placed underneath, and other bed, bigger than the one on the second floor, that was placed in the corner of the room, there was a fridge too, larger than the one she had in her old room, and there was one last thing she could not keep ignoring—. A big pile of baggage, boxes and stuff, placed right in front of the bigger bed.
"Look who we have here—," Regina started peeping her head out of what should be the wardrobe, "it's no other, but freaky Mc Swan. What are you doing here? This is not the losers' hall, you know? Please tell me you are not my new roommate, are you?"
Regina already knew the answer to that, of course. She was simply enjoying a little bit much from the blonde's completely angered expression. Oh! And she knew how much the blonde hated the situation, being trapped, in the same room with her number one nemesis, the person who had made her life impossible since the very first moment they met. Having to share the same room with her, for the rest of the semester, that shouldn't be very pleasant, for the blonde at least.
The brunette was perfectly aware of how shitty she had made the blonde's life since the beginning, since the first day they met.
It was her second day in campus, and she had gone to the sporting complex to meet the cheerleading coach and pick up her new uniform. She had won a sporting studentship for cheerleading, not that she needed it, since her mother was one of the highest directives of the university. Anyhow she had earned that studentship by her own merits, doing one of the things she loved most, so she was already in the squad and didn't have to attend auditions.
Everything had gone great, the coach seemed nice, she had gotten her uniform, and her new training schedule, which matched perfectly with her classes schedule, so everything was perfect and she had this increasing hunch, that university was going to be amazing for her, but then when she was leaving the sporting complex, this blonde girl with nerdy glasses and messy ponytail, -enormous book in one hand and Starbucks frappuccino in the other- appeared from nowhere, colliding with her and turning her brand new uniform into a messy mixture of fabric, coffee and whipped cream.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you coming, you appeared from nowhere," the blonde girl started.
"Me? It was you the one who appeared from nowhere, but why would you know that, nerd? If you walk through the campus, with your nose buried in that gigantic book."
"Well, excuse me if I come to college to do what you're supposed to do in college, but why would you know what that is, cheerleader? If you are clearly here to do other things," Emma looked derogatorily at the stained uniform and after that she was gone, disappearing into the sporting complex building, "enjoy my frappuccino, whatever is your name!"she shouted from the door.
Regina just stood there with the stained uniform in her hands and the gaze fixed on the doors the blonde girl had just crossed.
What's up with that girl? The brunette thought, she knew she should be angry, or at least offended, but she was just captivated.
This girl, she seemed to be one of this geeky girls, judging by her clothes, nerdy glasses and all the pins hanging on her backpack's straps that shouted 'freak' out loud, and yet she hadn't let Regina mess with her, nor even for a second, the exact moment the word 'nerd' left Regina's lips, she could see fire lit in the blonde's eyes, the girl not only had fought back, but she had let Regina out of arguments right away. The brunette had never seen a nerd doing something like that. Being on the cheerleading squad at the preparatory, she had seen more bullying than she would like to admit, and the nerds, they always just stood there hiding behind their books and enduring whatever crap the bullies threw in their faces. This girl, she was different and that made her interesting.
After that, Regina got more and more accustomed to mess with the blonde, every time their paths crossed, just to see her intelligent, sometimes geeky but yet interesting responses to her bothering. Though it always bothered her a bit, when Emma used 'freaky' references about TV shows and shit, because she always ended up clueless of what the girl was talking about and out of arguments to fight back.
But somehow she felt like the blonde was the only person she knew in college that actually had a brain, and knew how to use it. She knew lots of people in the campus, but fifty per cent of that people were brainless cheerleaders and the other half were 'pure muscles no brain' football players, that was the reason she kept bothering the blonde, she simply enjoyed it too much to let go.
"Your roommate? Hell no! I'm just here to murder you, before your actual roommate arrive, so all the blame falls on her," Emma quipped rolling her eyes blank.
"Is that a threat?"
"That depends on the point of view, and right now mine looks much less threatening than yours, but to make you feel more comfortable, I'm going to let you decide the way you want to die, so, should it be Freddy Krueger's style or would you rather Hannibal Lecter's?"
"So I'm dying anyhow but you want me to be comfortable about it, thank you," the brunette said with irony.
"What can I say? I'm kind of the soft murderers."
"Okay, and that's not weird because that's a phrase people usually say when meeting their new roommate, right?" Regina said mockingly, "anyway—. You can take that bed, to plan your murders or whatever," the brunette said pointing to the loft, "I don't really do attic stairs. Not that I care, but are you okay with that?"
"What? The bed? Em—, yeah, I'm perfectly okay with that."
"Great, so, now if you excuse me, I was unpacking my clothes, so, I'm going to continue with that and you, well—, for starters, you could close the door anytime soon, it's not like I'm going to murder you if you do so," Regina said giving the blonde a little smile and then she simply disappeared into the wardrobe once again.
What the hell was going on? Regina Mills had just smiled at her—. What kind of parallel world had she fallen into? This was everything but normal. Where the hell was all the cheerleader screaming scenario and all flying shit? She expected everything but this from the brunette, the moment she found out that Emma the nerd Swan was her new roommate.
Emma slowly moved her gaze from the wardrobe entrance where the brunette had disappeared, to her hand still holding the doorknob, noticing that she had not moved a single inch from the spot she was in, when the brunette made noticeable her presence in the room.
The door was her safe zone, whatever happened, she could always run away easily. Though she couldn't stand there forever, so she slowly closed the door and took several steps into her new room.
First thing she did was to choose one of the two desks, if Regina got to choose the bed she wanted, the fairest thing was that Emma could do the same with the writing desks. She really didn't care about it, she never sulked by which bed was hers or who chooses which desk or anything, and yet she walked until she was under the loft and chose the desk she liked the most, just to do something different to unpack her clothes, she didn't feel like being in a six feet by four feet space with Regina Mills.
Emma pulled out her laptop out of one of her suitcases, followed by her mini projector and her Xbox. That was practically everything she possessed in life, besides her clothes, this suitcase full of technology was all she had and she had worked hard to have it. So practically she was out of stuff to unpack and it only remained her clothes.
Great plan Swan! What did you gain? Like two more seconds out of that wardrobe? The blonde casted a glance to the wardrobe's door ajar, the only thing she could see was the brunette's silhouette moving around.
Emma stood, picked her other suitcase from the floor and walked to the wardrobe.
The moment Emma pulled the closet door fully open, she regretted. Regina was standing there, giving her back to the door and half way to put on her cheerleader uniform; she was wearing no shirt, or bra. The blonde's eyes opened as wide as they could and her cheek flushed a deep shade of pink.
She intended to walk backwards and close the door, but it was too late, Regina was already looking at her over her shoulder.
"I-I'm—," she couldn't articulate anything else and then she simply fled. But before she could get any further, she stumbled on one of Regina's suitcases and fell to the floor.
Five seconds later the brunette was standing in front of her, now completely dressed.
"What's up? Cat got your tongue, freak?" Regina asked with a smirk, while pushing Emma's glasses up her nose bridge.