Summary: I have not read any teacher-student stories in any fandom, it is not my thing, but, yes... this story is a teacher-student kind of story. Hypocritical isn't it? But I would like to challenge you to read the story first and then see for yourself if this is 'hypocritically' written. Three part SwanQueen (because I need something to make me go back to updating my other SQ stories out there).

AU, Rated T

No Beta

My regulars know I almost always write funny situations. The idea of how this story get brewed was funny by itself. Enjoy.

Additional note: I have no idea how driving test goes in the US so I assume it is not that different here in the Philippines or UAE, that's where I am basing the story.

Miss Swan... Miss Mills 1

"What are you insinuating?" Regina Mills - Mayor, business woman, fighter, survivor, resilient, gorgeous, perfect - is currently lying on a hospital bed, a small gauze on her lovely forehead, bruise forming on the right side of her face originating from her right temple.

Kathryn and David Nolan - the hot, irresistible fraternal twins eyed each other before Kat turned her attention on the scowling patient. "We are not insinuating anything..."

"Yes you are!" she looked at her classmate, best friend for life and then to her brother "you too!"

The man raised his arms in surrender, "I did not say anything!"

"Action speaks louder than words!" The brunette growled and returned her focus on her friend, "You said you understand why I am here, in a hospital bed and that's because I was driving a stick shift!"

Kat looked at her brother and smiled, "I said that?" at her brother's nod she shifted her eyes to her friend, "I... I'm just stating a fact Regina, I do not mean anything negative by it,"

"Of course you do," the frown on the beautiful woman's face deepened as her female blonde friend raised one brow in silent question, "You just mean I cannot drive a stick shift..."

"Well technically you really can't, you've driven automatic all your driving life." David said grinning.

"I can drive manual transmission! I learned in a manual transmission car!" The volume of the patient's voice had risen clearly showing her indignation.

David's grin widened, "For the first fifteen minutes, then you paid extra so you can shift from Manual to Automatic!" he shrugged his shoulders, "Your very first car is automatic..."

"Reg..." a palm from about two feet away stopped Kat,

"How hard can it be to drive a Manual? And David..." she narrowed her eyes on the man, "...I remember driving a manual car for one hour before I gave up!"

"It feels like fifteen minutes to me,"

"Maybe if my teacher was brighter and more encouraging, I wouldn't have shifted to automatic that easily and wouldn't have hit every pole and mail post in Storybrooke! Maybe I'm not the one with the problem!"

David smiled sheepishly, "Touché,"

"David!" Kat called her brother's attention followed by a hard slap to his well developed biceps. "Stop egging Regina on," she eyes her friend, "You should probably stick to your car..."

"I can DRIVE a MANUAL CAR," she growled again.

"I'm just saying..."

"I can DRIVE a MANUAL CAR!"

Kat raised her hands in the air and stomped one foot, "You are impossible!"

-0-

So here is Regina Mills at the reception area of S1 Driving Institute waiting for her turn to get her schedule for her driving class (Manual Transmission) examination. She was told she could just do a refresher course since she already knows how to drive, so five hours refresher and then she will take an exam (with another teacher that is not the one who taught her), if she passed, she will be given a new license that would allow her to drive a manual transmission car.(1)

"Regina Mills?" The receptionist, a red headed woman who seemed to have a smile plastered on her face called. Her smile widened when she realized she's calling THE Regina Mills, Mayor of Storybrooke who is now in front of her, a scowl on her face. "Mayor Mills... err... Ariel,"

"Yes Miss Seawater, I do remember you, now when is my examination for this manual driving going to take place?"

Ariel looked at her calendar in her computer then turned the monitor towards the mayor, "These are our available dates, and here," she scrolled down to show list of names, "These are the names of the teachers for each corresponding exam days," she smiled again after her explanation.

Regina took out her mobile phone, checked her schedule and then looked at the calendar in front of her. "I'd take the Tuesday schedule at 2 pm."

Ariel nodded and typed notations on said date, "You'd be having your exam with Miss Swan then." she happily informed the mayor who just nodded and then turned without adieu, heels clicking away.

"Wow," the receptionist beside Ariel winced, "Ems is so in trouble," the brunette said.

"Maybe it's time Emma meet her match."

"Hardy-har-har, You're maybe right but the mayor? Isn't that a bit much?"

The red head just shrugged her shoulders.

-0-

SCREECH

The 17 yr old boy behind the steering wheel bit his lower lip. Sheen of sweat is visible in his forehead, upper lips, neck and probably his armpit and his expression seemed like he's a thread line away from bawling. He gulped as the engine died for the 'nth' time during his exam.

"I... I'm sorry! I really do know what I'm doing...

Light colored brows twitched while perfect jaw clenched as seconds of silence engulfed the small space of the yellow 1965 volkswagen. In a stilted voice the instructor said, "Eight times in eight minutes Mr. Parker, perhaps you should stick with your moto-compo(2)," she then looked down at the paper and started checking boxes before putting a large F in red and then underline it twice.

"But..."

"Refresher for you Mr. Parker, this is your third try."

"I..."

"Out."

"Miss Swan..."

"Out," she said as she got out of the car and walked to the other side, "You're not spending anymore seconds killing my car with your incompetence. Refresher and then find another teacher."

"But I drove better today..."

The blonde instructor took a deep breath as the boy got out of the car, " You didn't check your rearview mirror before starting the engine nor did you check the angle of your side mirrors. You choked my engine and wouldn't let go of the key after starting, you killed the engine eight times in eight minutes and you keep on running on second gear even when I told you to go on third... do you still want to hear anymore of your screw up driving?"

The blonde didn't even bat an eye as the boy took his papers crying his eyes and heart out before running away and into the reception.

"How long have you not been gotten laid Swan?" The leather wearing co-instructor said as he passed by the blonde, "You're so stressed you need to relax," he grinned and then looked down at his body.

"If I want to relax Killian, then it will not be with you, creep."

The brunette man shrugged her shoulders, "It's not as if Storybrooke's tiger has many suitors to choose from. You're lucky I'm interested." he grinned again and looked the blonde woman up and down, lingering on the woman's biceps that are very much visible from her white tank top.

"Unlucky you mean?"

"Come on Swan..."

"I'm not and will never be interested so leave me alone don't want to make me mad now do you?"(3)

He smiled and took a step away, "Some day Swan, you'll be knocking on my door and beg me to take you."

"In your dreams Jones, In your dreams!" she shouted at the retreating form before she got in her bug and drove away towards the parking lot.

-0-

Mary Margaret Blanchard - Nolan's eyes were wide as she listen to her husband's recollection of his talk with Regina. Mary and the Mayor were never friends, as a matter of fact they were like water and oil especially during their high school years. The animosity had decreased when David, brother to the other brunette's BFF had started courting her and then it was almost non existent years later when they got engaged and even became her bridesmaid in her wedding two years ago.

David had been working part time as driving instructor at S1 driving Institute even before Regina became the mayor (who is now on her third term) and he was Regina's driving instructor. He had been there since its young years of operation so he knew everyone. She just can't believe that Regina would really be serious about learning to drive stick once again, and it just became funny to her and her husband when he learned that she was assigned to Emma Swan on her examination... of all the instructors there are, she chose the day Emma is the examiner.

"Perhaps it's time Regina meets her match," Mary said as the information sunk in.

"Let's hope Storybrooke survives,"

silence

"Should we start looking for a place to transfer?"

David grinned, "Lets hope not,"

-0-

[Tuesday at 5 pass 2pm, S1 parking lot.]

Regina is pacing at the parking lot as she awaits her examiner who is now five minutes late. She is a busy woman, she is the mayor and is also a business woman therefore, her time is gold. She doesn't believe in being late, she was raised being taught that PUNCTUALITY is a form of respect to another person and because of this, she expects the same courtesy she's giving. So her instructor... this Miss Swan being late tells her about how she was raised by her parents - Poorly - in her opinion.

Another five minutes and the brunette noticed a blonde woman: princess curls, dark denim, skinny jeans; cream tank top obscured by a hideous red, leather jacket and the ensemble was finished with a knee high, flat heeled boots - walking towards her.

"Miss Mills?" the blonde asked with a dashing smile and she frowned as she ask herself 'where did the dashing come from?'

A political smile graced the brunette's feature, "That's Mayor Mills for you Miss Swan, and you are ten minutes late. You did not just took ten minutes from my examination time..."

"We can always extend-"

"Were you raised in the jungle?" Regina asked irate for being interrupted, "Has no one told you it is rude to interrupt someone speaking?"

Emma Swan's brow raised, "Alright I admit that was rude of me, so were we raised by the same people? Because it seems I'm not the only rude person in this part of the town."

"You came late, you interrupt me and you have the nerve to be indignant?" the brunette said with an obvious roll of her eyes.

"Maybe you taking this examination under me is a mistake. You should re schedule,"

Regina raised one brow, "As you pointed out earlier, I am the Mayor of this town and my schedule is made so I can see through all of the town's concern despite my private engagements. There is a reason there is a schedule and why there is a calendar! I cannot just re schedule an examination just because of a teacher who thinks she is privileged to choose when to come!" the mayor said angrily, a single vein pulsing on her forehead.

The Mayor's eyes widened when the instructor turned and walked away from her, "Where the hell do you think you're going?!"

Emma stopped and looked back, "To the car where you are going to take your exam? Or did you change your mind?" she smirked at the incense stare given to her, turned again and smiled when she heard the click clack of the mayor's shoes.

She had known of the mayor and the town wide story of her epic anger. She had seen the mayor in the town paper, local TV station, posters... she thought the mayor was beautiful but in person, she now knew those photos doesn't do the woman's beauty justice.

She was held up by the student before the mayor and ran late, she was livid as she trudged her way to the parking where she meets her students, because she really doesn't want to be at the bad end of the mayor's stick, she was told the mayor was a stickler for schedule and punctuality. She really doesn't want to be at the mayor's bad graces on their first meeting. But as she watched the anger flow into the woman, the twitch of her lips, the raise of her brows and that sexy little scar on her lips... she just can't help but push a little bit more of those A-button.

-0-

The blonde instructor looked down at the paper in her hand and checked a box. Then she grinned and looked ahead again. "Turn left here," she frowned and then looked down again and ticked another box.

The mayor sighed as she was aware of what the blonde was doing. She probably shouldn't have crossed Miss Swan this early in her manual driving life. It seems the woman had taken it out on her during this driving exam. First she was almost unable to cover how appalled she was that she was brought to a monstrosity of a car. Then she was forced to drive a car without power steering (good thing despite her more sedentary work, she gets to exercise or she may not be able to turn this damn wheel!), no air conditioning and no hand break! She's actually driving a moving, yellow, coffin and she's dying without being laid for two years! Now this woman is probably ticking off all the traffic rules she violated even if she hadn't just to spite her.

"Car..." the blonde woman said

"I know, with this little space I can't mistake this coffin for anything else but..."

"CAAAR!" Emma screamed as she tried to push on the brake pedals, but oooops, her car has only one brake since it's not company issued.

Regina's eyes widened and she stepped on the break fast and hard. The car stopped and the engine died. The two women were thrown forward forcefully (thanks to their seat belts they probably just have leather burns) and then abruptly pulled back. Emma swore she had some kind of a whiplash reaction and Regina was gripping the wheel so tight her knuckles turned white.

"We alive?" The brunette asked.

"Yeah..."

-TBC-

1 - In UAE, there's a different license for automatic driving and manual driving. You take separate exams for both if you want to drive both. License for motorcycle is different too unlike in the Philippines wherein if you get non pro license you can drive all kinds of vehicles except Public utility vehicles and large vehicles like bus, trucks but the rest you can drive (no distinction between manual and automatic)

2 - its the small motorcycle that is Natsumi Tsujimoto's favorite in the anime You're under arrest

3 - Xena S1E1