So when Regina can't take the loneliness anymore she decides to foster a child. It just so happens to be that this child is Emma Swan. What happens when Regina finds out that this girl just so happens to be the savior?... Well if I just told you that then I wouldn't have anything to write about so you'll just have to keep reading to find out.
Chapter 1
Emma looked around this new room of hers. She had just arrived at this new place, a tiny town known as Storybrooke. The room wasn't half bad, one of the better rooms that she had ever been in. In fact, this is the biggest room she has ever had and it's all hers to herself. The lady who lived here was rich. She could tell, no one could live in a house this big with these many fancy things and not be rich.
That is what confused Emma if this lady had so much money, then why on earth would she want to have a foster child? All the other foster parents she had ever had in the past only viewed the kids as a paycheck. Deborah, her social worker, told her that she was going to be the only kid in the house and that it was the woman's first time being a foster mother. That meant that however Emma behaved was how this woman was going to view all foster kids, according to Deborah. I mean this wasn't anything new to Emma. This was her fifth foster home in the past five years, not to mention the four group homes. The fact of the matter was that she had been in the system for her entire life, all 12 years of it. Now this was the first time that she had ever been in a house like this, she had always wondered what it was like. Maybe this time she actually would have a good foster parent. She only wished she could remember her name.
As Emma looked around the room she noticed that it looked like it was for a girly girl, which Emma was most definitely not. The wall was a pale pink almost like the color of pink rose petals, the trim was white. The bed was a full sized bed with a light blue and pale pink blanket with a design that looked like the pink was a vine with leaves. The bed was made of a walnut colored wood and both the head and foot boards had a similar pattern engraved on them as the bed spread. The rest of the furniture was made out of the same color wood with the same vine pattern on them in some way. The two bedside tables had the pattern on the drawers as well as the trim at the bottom, same with the dresser and desk.
She walked over to the vanity and placed her duffle bag and backpack, she didn't think she would ever unpack, she never did. She walked to the door closest to her and pulled it open. It was a quite large walk-in closet. There was another dresser in there and three whole racks for shoes, which Emma doubted she would ever use seeing as how she only owned one pair of black converses that were still in fairly good condition. She finished looking in the closet and noted that there was a shelf all around the small room in case she ever wanted to hide anything, she closed the door and walked to the other door located on the other side of the bed. She gave it a tug to reveal a bathroom! Emma had never had her own bathroom before, especially in her room. She walked in, it was quite spacious with a bathtub and a separate shower. A sink across from the tub with a large mirror hanging above it. But then she noticed that there was no toilet, what good was a bathroom with no toilet? She noticed an open door and peered inside, there was the toilet in its own little closet, something Emma had never seen before. She liked the style of the bathroom, a blue beach theme. Emma had never been to a beach like that, with sand and palm trees. She had been to a beach once before, only it had rocks instead of sand and it was beside a cliff. The water had been much too cold to swim because it had been November when she had gone, but she had fun nevertheless. She ventured back out in to the room and sat down on the bed, it was very comfy and she was quite tempted to fall asleep right then and there.
"Emma!" called the familiar voice of Deborah. "Will you come down here please I'm about to leave!"
"Coming!" Emma called back down.
She walked down the hallway and down the stairs, they had a curve in them and Emma thought that was kind of cool, out in to the entrance hall. Deborah stood there smiling at Emma, she had a feeling that this woman might be good for Emma.
"Well, I have to get going it's a good drive back to Augusta." Deborah said giving Emma a hug. "I do expect you to behave this time, I feel like this could be a really good opportunity for you."
Emma looked up at her. "You said that about the last place." She said with a frown.
She bent down to Emma's level to look her in her eyes. "This time I mean it." She told her with a light squeeze of her shoulders.
At that moment the lady Emma couldn't remember her name walked in. She wore a white blouse tucked into a black pin stripped skirt, that went down just below the knee, and two inch black heals. Her black hair was about shoulder length and had brown eyes. She smiled when she came into the room.
"Well I do hope you have a safe trip back to Augusta, Ms. O'Neill." The woman said making her smile even bigger.
Deborah straightened up to her full height and return the woman's smile. "Thank you Ms. Mills. And I do hope that this one doesn't give you too much trouble." She says gesturing to Emma.
"I won't be trouble if SHE doesn't start any." Emma mumbles under her breath.
"What was that?" Deborah questions.
"Nothing." She replied barely audible.
Deborah shakes her head hoping Emma will last more than a month or two. "Well I really should be going. Thank you again Ms. Mills you have been very kind. Bye Emma I will see you in a month or so for the checkup evaluation, please be good."
"I'll try, bye." And with one more wave Deborah was out the door.
Emma turns around to look at Ms. Mills, starting an awkward silence between the two. Emma looks around and notices how clean the place is. "You have a clean house." Emma observes.
Of course she had a clean house, what was this kid expecting some kind of pig sty? "Thank you." She replies. "So what are some of the things you like doing?" She asks trying to start up a conversation.
Emma had to think about it for a moment, what DID she like doing? "Well… I like to draw. I'm not very good, but I like it."
"Well then you will have to show me your art work sometime, because I can't draw anything. The best I can do is stick people." She admitted.
At this Emma just nodded and thus the silence continued. About a minute of the two of them looking around at nothing in particular Emma pipes up, "So what do you do?"
Regina smiles and says. "Well I'm the mayor of the town."
With that Emma just nods. That explained why she would become a foster mom, she wanted to make sure that she looked good for when the election rolls around. That was sure to get her a lot of votes. "Are you married?" Emma asks trying to see just how much information she can get.
"No, I'm not." She replied.
"Why not?"
"I just haven't met the right guy yet."
Emma nods and Regina wonders if that is about the only thing this girl can do. "So are you hungry? It's about time for dinner." Regina asks hoping that maybe they could get to know each other better over a meal.
Emma thinks about it; it had been a long time since lunch. She had had an early lunch, she had eaten around 10am and here it was, according to the grandfather clock in the corner almost 7:30pm. "Yeah, starving."
"Would you like to go out, or make something here?" She asks.
"We could go out." Emma says, not really wanting to take the chance quite yet to try the woman's cooking.
Regina nods and turn to head for her study. "Okay, let me just grab my purse."
Once Regina left the room Emma takes the opportunity took have a look around down stairs. She walks into the room adjacent the hall, a sitting room with a TV, two couches, a coffee table and a liquor cabinet, locked no doubt.
Regina noticed Emma looking around and came into the room using the door from her study. "Ready to go?"
Emma jumps a little not realizing she had entered the room. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Regina says with an apologetic smile.
"No it's fine, I didn't realize you had come into the room." She replies smiling back at her. "Let's go."
The car ride took less than 10 minutes, 7 minutes to be exact, they arrived at a small diner called Granny's. After parking out front they exited the car, Emma noticed that the place looked packed and wondered if there would be any seats available. As they entered Emma felt like all eyes were on her. Regina placed a hand on her back to nudge her along though the crowded dinner. They found a booth close to the back and Emma felt better knowing that she couldn't see the people staring at her with her back to them.
"Sorry that people keep looking at you." Regina apologized. In a way Emma was kind of glad that she had noticed them. "We don't get many visitors here, so when we do everyone wants to know who they are."
"It's fine." Emma told her and she proceeded to look over the menu. They had the normal diner food you would expect to find.
A few moments later a young woman with brown hair with a red streak, wearing a skirt that, in Emma's opinion, was much too short, came to take their order.
"Hi Mayor Mills, who's this you got there with you?" The waitress asks.
Regina simply smiled at the girl. "Hello Ms. Lucas, this is Emma, and I will have my usual."
The girl looked confused for a moment like she didn't catch what was just said to her. "Oh… Right… um, and what can I get for you?" She asks scribbling down the order then turning her focus to Emma.
"Um… I'll have a bacon cheeseburger, with extra pickles and a side of fries."
"Okay and what to drink?"
"Uh, just water."
"Okay that will be up shortly." And with that she was gone.
Regina took the opportunity to strike up a conversation. "So when is your birthday?"
"Huh? Oh, October 23rd."
"That's not too far away, and you'll be thirteen?"
"Yep." Emma says taking great interest in her bundle of silverware wrapped in a napkin.
"You know it's good that you came here when you did, because school starts back next Monday."
"Yep."
"How about tomorrow we go up to the school to get you registered. What grade are you going into?" Regina asked already knowing the answer, because it was on one of the papers that she had gotten earlier that day.
"7th, I really like school. Well I like it until I have to change schools." Emma informs her.
Regina nods at her understandingly. "Well we will have to make sure you don't change schools then."
At this Emma looked up to be met with a warm smile from the older woman and Emma returns her own halfhearted one.
The next day Emma and Regina made their way to the school. As they arrived Emma noticed that they weren't the only ones there registering for school, only as she really looked at the kids some of them look way too young to be in middle school and some looked too old. This must be one of those schools that have all the grades all combined the to the same building. It was confirmed as they walked inside, tables were set up 13 of them one for each grade. They made their way to the 7th grade table, which was maned by a woman who looked about the same age as Ms. Mills. The woman had black hair cut into a pixie cut, wearing a lilac sweater and a kind smile on her face.
"Hello Madam Mayor, it's really nice to see you and who is this?" The woman asks.
"Hello Ms. Blanchard, this is Emma and she will be joining the school this year." Regina says curtly.
Ms. Blanchard gives Emma such a big smile that Emma was sure that her face was going to be stuck like that forever. "Hello Emma, I'm so glad that you will be joining my class this year."
Wait Mary Margaret moved up to teach 7th grade? Regina thought to herself. Something isn't right here.
"Um… me too." Emma replies a bit awkwardly.
After they fill out all the paper work, Emma is taken to be fitted into her uniform, which Emma is a bit unhappy about. And with books, uniform and class schedule in tow, they head to the store to pick up the supplies off the list. They stock up on all the essentials, pens, pencils, notebooks, binder, notebook paper, etc. They head back to the house for lunch. And to much of Emma's surprise, she is actually staring to really like this woman.
Emma couldn't remember the last time she liked a person this much. She thought that Ms. Mills was awesome, not the kind of thing you would expect from a mayor. Maybe this is what Deborah meant when she said that this could be a really good thing. Maybe she knew that in just one day Emma would feel like she had known her so much longer. All it took was to get pass all the awkwardness which took approximately a day and a half. She now knew that Ms. Mills owned a horse and promised to teach Emma how to ride, she had lived in this town her whole life, both of her parents were unfortunately deceased and she was an amazing cook. Yes Emma could really get used to living with Regina Mills.
Thank you for reading PLEASE leave a review and tell me what you think your feedback is much appreciated. Hope you liked it and will stick around for the next chapter, which I hope will be up by next is the goal. Again thanks for reading. ~WrongOrangutan