Hello everyone! This is a new swan queen story that I have started working on. I had the idea for awhile and finally decided to start writing it. I hope you enjoy.
Reviews are welcomed and encouraged. Please review!
I know the chapter is a little short :)
The first time she heard her neighbor singing was while she was in her shower, in the midst of shampooing her hair.
She had an apartment in the heart of Manhattan, nice view, good atmosphere, and lots of wiggle room. Essentially, it was everything that one could want in an apartment. She was friends with her neighbors, including Mrs. Gordon who had lived in the apartment next door.
Mrs. Gordon passed away about 3 months ago, and just recently a new tenant moved in. She had been meaning to walk the two steps to the door and welcome her to the building, but had been continuously putting it off.
How did she know her neighbor was a female, considering she had never met the woman? Well, her shower and her neighbors' shower were on opposite sides of the wall.
She had been heard the signing on a fluke when she had to go hunt down one of her perps early in the morning and was showering at the ass crack of dawn. She was barely awake when she had stepped into the shower and heard a gorgeous voice singing from the other side.
She had been startled, initially, until she realized that she really enjoyed the sound of her neighbors' voice.
So now, instead of Emma just being too lazy to walk to the apartment and say hello, she was also intimidated. What if the woman was drop dead gorgeous?
So here she was, currently in her shower, listening to the woman sing, and recalling the first time she had heard Ms. Mills sing (well, the woman's mail sitting in the mailbox told her that her name was Ms. Mills), which was about 2 months ago. She still hadn't gathered up enough courage to go and say hello.
Emma sighed as she washed the shampoo from her hair and continued to listen to Ms. Mills. Her breath hitched slightly when she heard her begin to sing the most gorgeous acapella version of Taylor Swift's Bad Blood.
Emma listened to Ms. Mills musical voice echo through the bathroom and she smiled as she began to run conditioner through her hair.
She really needed to meet this woman and meet her soon. But what was she supposed to say?
"Hi my name is Emma and I'm your next door neighbor and I can hear you sing in the shower every morning," Emma muttered to herself sarcastically as she leaned against the shower wall.
"Maybe I could bump into her outside the apartment one morning," Emma mumbled as she thought aloud, "Or Emma, you could just go next door and greet her like a normal non-creepy human being." Emma bumped her head against the wall in annoyance with herself.
Her eyes shot open when she realized that her neighbor had stopped singing in the middle of the song.
"Shit," Emma whispered to herself as she held her breath, waiting to see if the singing would resume.
Emma looked around her shower and quickly knocked over a bottle of her shampoo, sending it to the floor with a resounding thud.
"Shit!" She announced loudly, hoping that her neighbor would think the first thud was just another shampoo bottle falling.
She breathed slowly, waiting to see what would happen. A sigh of relief passed her lips as her neighbor resumed her singing, seeming content that her neighbor was just a clutz and couldn't hear her voice.
"Nice save Swan," Emma whispered to herself as she placed her shampoo bottle back up on the stand.
She continued to listen to her neighbor sing as she rinsed the conditioner from her hair, only exiting the shower when she heard the singing stop for good. Emma quickly went about the rest of her routine, getting ready to head off to her job.
She grabbed her mug of coffee and keys and exited her apartment, turning around to lock the door.
"Good morning," A voice breezed by. Emma felt a shiver run through her body at the familiar sound and turned around quickly.
"Morning," Emma called back just as Ms. Mills disappeared around the corner.
Emma sprinted down the hallway, slowing her pace as she rounded the corner. Her mystery neighbor was nowhere in sight and Emma felt disappointment settle in her stomach.
"Just my luck," Emma muttered as she angrily pressed the button for the elevator.
"Good morning Ms. Mills," Came the numerous greetings as Regina strode through the building.
Regina nodded her head in greeting, not particularly feeling sociable at the moment as she made her way to her office.
"Coffee," Marcus said happily as he handed Regina her latte, "You have an appointment at 9 with Ralph, at 11 you have a meeting…"
Regina knew her schedule for the day and just decided to tune Marcus out for the time being. She sipped her coffee as she finally made it into her office and sat down in her chair with a sigh.
"You're tuning me out again," Marcus pointed out with an eye roll.
"My apologies, I have todays schedule memorized," Regina replied with a smirk.
"What's eating you?" Marcus asked as he took a swig of his own coffee.
"Nothing," Regina replied, opening her laptop and signing on.
"Honey, you only tune me out when you have other things on your mind," Marcus said pointedly, drawing a slight chuckle from Regina.
"That building I am living in at the moment, I have a neighbor who I have not met yet. I saw her briefly this morning on my way to the office and…" Regina trailed off, a small smile on her face.
"You think she's hot?" Marcus asked as he took a seat and rested his face on his hands.
"Yes," Regina bit her lip, "Very."
"What does she look like?"
"She is blonde. Taller than me when I wouldn't be wearing heels… She has an amazing ass," Regina explained.
"Face?"
"Unfortunately, I did not get to see her."
"Well what if she is a butter face?"
"Butter face?" Regina asked, her forehead crinkling.
"Yes, everything looks good, but- her- face," Marcus explained with a grin.
Regina threw a crumpled piece of paper at him and laughed lightly.
"Why don't you go and speak with her?" Marcus asked as he took another swig of coffee.
"Because I-," Regina trailed off, "You know I can be-"
"Shy around hot women?" Marcus filled in, "Yes darling I am aware of that problem of yours. But you know how you are, you're shy initially until you start speaking to them and then BAM, Regina Mills sex appeal is all over the place."
Regina sighed, "I suppose."
"You haven't had a serious relationship in years dear."
"I am aware."
"One night stands, as few and far between as they are, are not something you want for the rest of your life. Correct?" Marcus asked seriously.
"No, they are not," She conceded with another sigh.
"Right, so tonight when you get home go and speak to this woman. Any idea what her name is?"
"I know her last name is Swan," Regina supplied.
"Well, tonight you will get home and speak to this Miss Swan," Marcus grinned, "Hopefully things go well and you will get a date."
"I don't have time to date Marcus. The new fall line is going out in less than a month. This is a busy time for us and-"
"You haven't even properly met this woman and you are already freaking out and saying you do not have time to date. Regina, sweetie, we have done this for years and years and years. You have a talented staff that knows what they are doing. You do not need to be so obsessive compulsive over this. Please, talk to this woman and see if things feel right. If you give it a chance and things feel wrong then I understand, but please please please just give it a chance."
Regina eyed Marcus for a moment before sighing, "Fine. You're absolutely right. I will speak to her."
Marcus clapped his hands together, "Excellent, once again you admit that I am right. I do believe if I hear it one more time I get a weeks paid vacation."
Regina laughed lightly before looking to her assistant, "Thank you."
"Any time dear."
Regina sighed to herself as Marcus left her office. It seemed she would have to finally talk to Miss Swan.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Please review! :)