DECEMBER 11

The snow was falling in a curtain of flurries, making it hard for Emma to see. She had just left the art building, and was struggling to carry part of her final project. Craning her head around the canvas, she twisted her arm around to see her watch.

"6:03… dammit," she muttered to herself, quickening her pace gradually. As she reached into her pocket to try and get her phone she was suddenly met with the resistance of another human body.

"Whoa! Hey!" she shouted as she felt her feet start to slip out from under her. A hand was then wrapped around her arm, steadying her body upright.

"Phew, thanks…" she started to say to her savior of the night. As she lowered her canvas, she was met with the most startlingly beautiful eyes she had ever seen. "Wow," she whispered to herself, making the woman blush.

The woman smiled, "You almost took quite the fall there."

Emma shook her head with an embarrassed look, "Sorry about that. I'm in a hurry and I should have been watching where I was going."

"It's no trouble," the woman replied, her smile getting even wider.

Jesus, Emma thought to herself. She looks like an actual angel sent from God. She shook her head then, remembering that she had to get home.

"I'm really sorry, but I really have to be going. Thanks again though…" she trailed off, realizing she hadn't gotten the woman's name.

"Regina," the woman finished for her. "I'm Regina Mills."

"Thank you, Regina," Emma said with a grin. "I'm Emma. I'm sorry to make this so abrupt, but how about I take you out for coffee sometime for a formal thank you? Unless you're going home for break," she quickly started to back track. "I'm sure you are… Maybe when you get back then? I mean unless you don't want to…"

"Emma, Emma stop," Regina said, putting her hand on Emma's arm. "I'd love to go for coffee."

"Really?! I mean, awesome, cool. Um, here, if I could just get my phone out of my pocket…" Emma said as she started twisting around her canvas again, finally getting it and handing it over to Regina.

As Regina put her number in the phone, Emma took the time to really look at her. She was wearing a black wool coat that went down to mid thigh and revealed tights and stylish black boots. She had a red scarf tied around her neck and her nose was a light shade of pink from the cold. Her ebony hair was styled to perfection, even with the windy night.

She's too perfect to be real… Emma thought. This is going to end up too good to be true. It always is.

She was broken out of her thoughts by Regina handing the phone back.

"I can't wait to see you again Emma," she told her, a shy smile lighting up her face. "And hopefully with less collisions next time!"

"No promises," Emma joked, gathering up her stuff to start on her way once again. "I'll have you know right now that I tend to be a bit of a klutz!" she yelled as she started running down the street.

Regina laughed as she watched Emma go, limbs flying everywhere and trying to keep a hold of her canvas.

"This is going to be a very interesting break," she said to herself as she continued walking in her own direction.