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Welcome to reading my first chapter of my first fanfiction EVER. I've never done this before so this is kind of a try-out for me, to see if I suck at writing or not. I have an idea of where I'm going with this, not entirely sure yet, though. Please review and let me know if I totally suck at it or not!

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She stood there, taking another look in the mirror. She had taken many looks into the same mirror already for the past – gosh, she didn't even know how long she had been standing there already – but she felt like it had been hours. After noticing the time on the clock she noticed it actually had been hours. Another five minutes had past, another five minutes gone to waste by being insecure and by trying to sum up every flaw she saw in herself. She thought she was a somewhat pretty woman, but she had huge eyes. Freakishly huge, to her own feelings, but others stated it made her stand out and she was so cute with it. Her body was skinny and she felt a little too flat in some places but she knew that she was not too skinny. She just yearned for some more curves from time to time, like Victoria's Secret models. Then, her hair, being red. A beautiful bright red with shades that made it look like a brownish red at times, depending on how the light fell on it. Another thing that made her stand out -another thing, which made people think she was a beautiful woman, another thing for her to be noticed again. If Emma Pillsbury hadn't been such an anxious, controlling person about herself she wouldn't have minded any of her futures or being noticed but unfortunately, she was. It was why she had been looking in the mirror for the past hours, it was the reason why she had been alone for the biggest part of her life and it was the reason why she had been so messed up tonight. All of this and because of her own feelings she tried to deny and accept.

She sat down on the stool in front of the mirror and put her hands in her hair, shaking it a little. The truth was, Emma was a little confused and couldn't help but drifting off in thoughts the last few hours. She had always been a little confused in her life and it had only gotten worse thanks to a particular man going by the name of Will Schuester. Emma had fallen for him the same day she met him and it hit her like a train she could not ever possibly have seen coming.

She had met him two years ago, after she had moved from a little town called Grundy in Virginia, to start a life of her own. She had gotten a job as a guidance counselor – of which she still sometimes hesitated to be her best career choice given her OCD, Mysophobia and lack of life experience – at William McKinley High School. She had first seen him as they both pulled out in the parking lot that morning, both way too early to be in school already. She had seen him walk into the school and she followed him inside. The moment she had seen him from a distance she thought he had something special, she didn't know what, but she thought he had it. Then, when she finally got inside she went to the toilet to freshen up and the door got stuck in its lock. She screamed out for help and there he was – helping her when he heard a scream come from the girls' restroom. Emma could have died at that moment, the germs were attacking her in her mind and she was a little claustrophobic too. When he opened that door it felt like he saved her life as her tears ran down from her eyes running straight for the sink and grabbing a mini-bottle of Purell from her pocket. He looked at her as he didn't recognize her but he didn't say anything. Instead, he said ''It's alright, you're not stuck in there anymore.'' while giving her a small smile. She was so embarrassed she practically didn't want to look at him but whispered a ''Thank you'' before pulling herself together. As they both walked out the restroom he let out a slight laugh and looked at her. ''Sorry to ask but who are you?'' he asked her and she immediately nodded. ''I – I'm so sorry, you must think I'm a crazy woman. E-Emma Pillsbury, I'm the new guidance counselor here.'' She had told him and he held out his hand for her to shake it. ''No, no, don't worry about that, I'm glad I could help you, you really sounded like you felt like dying in there. I'm Will Schuester, I teach Spanish. '' She smiled at him and nodded. ''Nice to meet you, Mr. Schuester. I'm so sorry that we had to meet like that, I – erm, I rather would've met you when the Principal had announced me to the staff.'' She told him and he smiled once again, now widely. 'Gosh, his smile could light up the whole room' she caught herself thinking and blushed immediately at the thought. ''I couldn't have thought of a better meeting than this, it's a little off, but it's something else, but you're something else too. It's nice having a fresh face around my age, the average age of the staff is 50 here… You can call me Will, though. Can I call you Emma?'' She nodded and blushed a little more, being thankful the lights in the corridor weren't completely on yet. They had a little small talk which she couldn't remember what it was about right now, but he had shown her the way to her office and showed where his office was. She had joked she had felt like Belle, stuck in the castle from Beauty & the Beast in that restroom after they had learned they both loved Disney movies. She would never forget his last words, though, as they both parted to prepare for the day. ''It was nice being your knight in shining armor.''

And he had been so many times…