A/N: Hi! First of all I want to thank my sweet little cupcake that-first-glance-feeling for reading the first chapter of this fic! Love You Darling! [you'll see that some things have changed though haha! ;)]

This is my first fic ever! So I hope you'll enjoy it :) The idea for this fic came into my mind when I saw the pics of Jen at Coachella & the pics of Colin when he played with The Enemies :)
Remember that this is a modern AU, so the characters might sometimes be ooc.

I don't own Once Upon A Time, nor the characters.

P.S. 1: I'll try to update at least once a week.
P.S. 2: I'm french, and this fic hasn't been beta'd, so if there are any grammar mistakes, please let me know, I'll correct them.

Enjoy! :)

Chapter 1: Wednesday, July 7

It was a hot sunny day in July. Well, a hot sunny morning in July.

Emma Swan, 24, was asleep in her little apartment in Storybrooke, Maine.

Since the day prior, she was in vacation. Mrs. Lucas, her boss at Granny's Diner told her two waitresses to take two months vacations. The other waitress, Ruby Whale, started working there five years ago, after she graduated from high school. Emma started working there two years ago and the two young women became friends very quickly, despite their different personalities. When Ruby was more like a party girl who enjoyed hanging out every time she could, Emma would rather stay home listening to music, read a good book or watch Friends on Netflix.

It was almost 6am when Emma woke up. That's the thing when you have to wake up early every day, your internal clock always wakes you up at the same time, no matter what. Emma sighed and got out of the bed in her red shorts and red tank top. She made her way to the kitchen to prepare some coffee.

"What the hell am I gonna do for 2 months?" she asked herself. Work always has been important to Emma, to keep her herself busy, but it has been more important since last Christmas, when she found her now ex-boyfriend having sex with his secretary. "How cliché!" she had thought. Walsh tried to apologize, said it didn't mean anything, that it was a one-time thing, a mistake. But then the secretary, Zelena, said that it had happened more than once. Emma took her belongings that she had left at his apartment and left, not after she punched him in the face.

Even if she was a strong woman who didn't need a man in her life to be happy, Emma was hurt. She had had only two serious relationships in her life and both ended up very poorly.

First, there had been Neal. He was her high school boyfriend, her first love, her first time. They met when they were 17 and dated for two years. Until it stopped abruptly, without Emma saw it coming.

After that, she had three relationships that led nowhere.

About a year and a half ago, she met Walsh, a furniture salesman. He was nice and attentive. He told her he loved her and she believed him, but didn't said the words back. Because every time she had said them back in her life, something bad happened. Neal was the first to break through her walls but he was also the one who made her built others, stronger ones. Walsh told her it was okay if she didn't say it back right away. "Well, that was a lie" thought Emma bitterly "otherwise he wouldn't have slept with that bitch and he certainly wouldn't have said what he did when he 'tried' to apologize"

Because, yes, Walsh tried to apologize a second time two days after Emma left him, but he quickly began accusing her of being unable to feel anything for anyone. That no one would break through her walls, ever. That she would end up alone. Needless to say that this conversation end with a slap for Walsh and with tears for Emma, followed by new, stronger walls.

She was staring at nothing in particular while stirring her memories when she heard the beep of the coffee maker, indicating that her coffee was ready. She poured herself a cup and sat on a stool. Everything was calm while she was sipping her coffee. The clock indicated it was 6:18am. Emma closed her eyes and tried to enjoy the silence. But only a few seconds later her doorbell rang. "Who the hell is this at such an early hour?" she asked herself.

The doorbell rang a second time.

"Coming!" she answered

She stood up and went to open the door. Three smiling faces welcomed her.

Ruby gently pushed Emma aside to allow herself and her two other friends to get inside the apartment.

"Good morning to you too, Ruby" said Emma sarcastically as she closed the door.

"Emma! Go shower, get dressed and pack your bags!" ordered an excited Ruby.

Emma laughed.

"What is it all about? What are you all doing here? At 6:20 in the morning?" she asked.

"We're going to Coachella!" announced Elsa, a beautiful girl whose hair was so blonde it almost looked white. She was Emma's oldest friend. They knew each other since Emma was 15, Elsa being three years older than her. She also had a brother, Will, who was Emma's age.

"Coachella? Like The Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival? In California?" asked Emma unable to believe it.

"Yes!" answered Belle who had been silent until then. "We wanted to surprise you!"

"Mission accomplished" mumbled Emma.

"Oh come on Emma! You need to get out of this town, have fun, live!"

"I'm perfectly fine here in Storybrooke. I have many things to-"

"No no no!" said Elsa. "Listen, Emma, I love you, but… you were never really the kind of person to have fun and it's worse since you broke up with this asshole Walsh."

Elsa never liked Walsh and she never hide it. Emma sighed deeply.

"Come on Emma, it's going to be fun! We reserved the hotel, we bought the admission tickets when they were released –which, by the way, were sold out in less than twenty minutes-. So you're going to take a shower while Belle makes coffee and Elsa and I pack your bags" Ruby ordered.

A small smile spread on Emma's face. "You really are the best friends in the world."

"I know" replied Ruby with a smirk.

Emma went to take a shower while the girls were busy preparing everything. Fifteen minutes later Emma was ready. She was wearing a light white t-shirt, denim shorts and brown sandals and her hair was fastened in a loose bun and she wasn't wearing any makeup. She decided to join Belle in the kitchen.

"So, how are things going between you and Will?" asked Emma with a conspiratorial tone. Elsa and Belle were friends since the blonde wrote an article for the Daily Mirror about the reopening of the Storybrooke's library a year ago. This library had been close for twenty years until Belle French came into town and reopened it. The brunette quickly joined the circle of friends. Elsa, Belle, Ruby and Emma often spend time together: eating every Tuesday midday at Granny's and sometimes other days, spending a girl's nights at one of them place...

Last October, as Emma was bringing Belle some hot cocoa, she caught Will and Belle making out in the storeroom. The cute couple was embarrassed. Belle was afraid Elsa wouldn't approve of her dating her younger brother. "That's silly" Emma had said "Elsa would be happy for you, just as I am." Two weeks later, the whole town knew about them dating.

Belle blushed and cleared her throat before answering "Great. We, uh, we're great. He's… He's amazing."

"I'm really happy for you both. I know Will since we were teenagers and I've never seen him so happy than since he met you."

"Well, he makes me happy too." After a moment she added "I realized that we never thanked you."

"For what?"

"For prompting us to tell everyone about us."

"No need to thank me. Although I still don't understand why you were scared about everybody knowing about your relationship."

"I know it sounds silly but, Elsa and I only knew each other for three months, Will and I only started dating a month before you saw us. And… I wanted to keep the bubble we were in."

"I can understand that. So, you were not mad at me for catching you?"

"Mad at you?! Never! Plus, I think that unconsciously we had started to hide less. Like we wanted to be discovered."

Both women smiled at each other. Ruby and Elsa came in, each one was carrying suitcase.

"You two were talking about Will, am I right?" asked Ruby with a gently mocking tone.

Belle blushed even more, mumbling "How do you know?"

"Oh come on! You've got that 'I'm madly in love' smile every time you speak about him." Elsa replied.

The four of them laugh. A few moments later, Emma spoke "Okay so, at what time is our flight?"

"Hmm, we're not going by plane Emma." Belle said

"Wha-" started Emma before Ruby interrupted her "We're going by car, with your car, sweetie.

"With my car? My yellow bug? We can't go with my car Ruby, there's not enough room for all your luggage, especially with yours" she said, pointing a finger at her co-worker.

Ruby stuck her tongue at Emma and added "Elsa, Belle & my luggage are in Victor's car. We just took the necessary for two days. Victor and Will already are at the hotel."

Victor, Dr. Victor Whale, Ruby's husband since last January. He worked at the Storybrooke General Hospital.

"So it's going to be just the four of us! Which allow us to have a GRT."

"GRT?" asked Emma with a frown.

"Girl's Road Trip!"

Emma scoffed. Then Elsa took her map and put it down on the table. She had planned everything: where they were going to stop for gas, to eat, to sleep. Once the four women made sure they didn't forget anything they left the apartment.

"Let's go to Coachella!" Ruby shouted very enthusiastically.

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