"Ah, Finally. I'm free". Emma Swan mumbled to herself as she crossed over into a town called Storybrooke. Just yesterday, she was in a Court room, fighting to become free. Now she was on her way to new and exciting things. At least that was what she told herself over, and over again.

Flashback: (Courtroom)

"Miss Swan, why do you believe you deserve to be emancipated? Do you truly believe that you are ready to become a working member of society?" The judge asked Emma.

"Your honor, I have been to 13 different foster homes in my life. I have lived in 10 different states. I'm tired of the state getting in the way of what I want. I want to stay in one place, long enough to make friends. I want to be free. I deserve happiness. I have saved every penny, I have ever earned in my whole life. I have a little under $5,000 saved up". Emma said proudly.

"Miss Swan, that's not-"

"Before you continue your honor, please let me finish. I have already landed a job in a town called Storybrooke. It is a very small town in Maine. You know, one of those weird places where, everyone knows everyone. Well, I have a job there already lined up". Emma walked up towards the judge and gave him the contact information. Of course the job was not real, she just created a fake website page for the job, just in case anyone wanted to look it up online, as well as a fake contact number.

"I see here, your new supervisor will be a…Mr. Neal Cassidy". The judge asked pulling down his glasses studying the paper the girl placed in his hands.

"Yeah...yes sir".

The judge motioned for a woman dressed in a business suit to walk over to him. When she was close enough he whispered something in her ear. "Alright Miss Swan, if I can get your contact on the phone and confirm that you in fact have a job, that meets the minimum requirements, then I will grant you emancipation".

Emma cheered silently. Of course she did not have an actual job, no, she just told her best friend Neal to pretend to be the owner of a neighborhood grocery store in Storybrooke, and confirm that she indeed have a job, that she must start the following week to keep the job. "Thank you, Your Honor".

"Don't thank me just-"The woman walked back up and whispered into the Judges ear again. "Well, Miss Swan, you are no longer a ward of the state. You are free to go where ever you desire".

"Thank-you".

"It's not often we approve these kinds of request. Please take care of yourself".

"I will thank-you". Emma smiled as she hugged her social worker. Well, former Social worker. She was free. Now she was off to pack and prepare for Storybrooke, funny she didn't even know the place existed a week ago. She just threw a dart at a map, and that is where it landed.

(Present)

Emma Swan walked into a place called Grannies Diner. The moment she walked in everyone who was inside stopped talking, or doing whatever they were doing to look at her.

"The hell". She mumbled to herself as she gave everyone in the room a funny look. It was basically the same look they were giving her. She was interrupted from her scan of the room by a tall brunette.

"Sorry about them. You are new here, and we don't get visitors. Ever". The waitress looked the new blonde up and down. She appeared to be a teenager, younger than herself. She had long blonde hair, dark blue skinny jeans, brown boots and a white tank top. "My name is Ruby".

"Emma. Emma Swan. I'm going to be staying here for a while. Is there anywhere I can stay until I find a place of my own?"

"Of course". A voice from behind them startled them both. They both turned to see who the person was who butted in. "My name is . I don't mean to snoop. But I couldn't help but over hear. You may stay in the bed and breakfast as long as you need to. It's on the house… Emma".

Emma frowned at the man. Why did he just say her name like a total pervert? "Umm, thanks for the information, but I can pay for my stay".

"Non-sense. I insist. I own the bed and breakfast after all". He said that loud so that everyone could hear him. Everyone by now has gotten over the shock of a new person in Storybrooke, but they were all listening.

"I don't like not earning my keep, Umm…Mr. Gold, was it?" Emma asked uneasily.

"Well, how about you work the front desk, all you have to do is check in anyone who wants a room. How about your hours be from 5pm to 7pm every day except Sunday".

"That's only two hours a day". Emma frowned. This "Job" did not sound right.

"Well, I assume you will have other things that you would need to do while you are here. The room, plus $600 monthly is your income from the job. What do you say".

Emma thought to herself. This job sounds way too good to be true. She could go to school, and work? She had planned on hitting the pavement, begging everyone for a job, not just having one fall right into her lap. She would be an idiot not to take the job. Wouldn't she? "I'll take it" she said confidently, even though she questioned the kindness of this creepy old man.

He smiled. "Then it's a deal then". He held out his hand to shake Emma's and then added. "Enjoy your stay… Emma". With that he limped out of the Diner.

"Well, that was weird". Emma said out loud, but it was mostly to herself.

"Yeah, you will get used to it. Gold is everywhere, because well, he owns everything, I can show you your room. And where your new "Job" will be".

"Okay great. Are there a lot of people staying at the bed and breakfast?" The two of them begin to walk through a door that was connected to the "Bed" part of the bed and breakfast.

"No, No one ever visits the bed and breakfast. We do not get any visitors". They stopped in front of a desk. "This will be your post, all you have to do is sit here. Browse the computer or something. No one is coming in". Ruby walked behind the desk and rambled through a draw before pulling out a key card. She handed it to Emma. "This is your key to get into the building. You may use the side door since you are staying here, but if you come in after hours you will need to use the front door. I am putting you in a suite because there is no room for you to live long-term in one of the standard rooms. Come on". Emma followed as Ruby lead them up the stairs.

"Cool" Emma remarked as they came in front of a set of doubled doors. Ruby motioned for her to use the key card she gave her. Emma opened the door, and looked around it looked like a mini condo. There was a small kitchen, and breakfast bar. The bed set off by its self behind thick curtains. There was even a small T.V and couch in the middle of the room. Never In her life had Emma ever had this much space to herself. Freedom.

"Sorry, it's so small. But it's better than the standard rooms, trust me".

"No, this is awesome. Thanks Ruby".

"You're welcomed". She smiled. "Do you need help bring your things up?"

"No, I will get them. Thanks. I'm tired so, I may just take a nap".

"Cool. You can start work next Monday, come down the diner whenever you get hungry".

"Okay". Emma smiled and said Goodbye to the waitress.

Behind closed doors, Emma smiled to herself. Today was a great day. She decided that she would take a nap before she called Neal and went down stairs to get something to eat. She decided to get comfy so she took off her pants and tank top, all that remained was her pink panties and her white sports bra. She crawled into bed and it didn't even take 5 minutes before she was in a deep sleep. Sleep did not last long for Emma. Soon she heard knocking at her door. "Go away". She called out. This bed was to comfy, and she did not want to get out now. The knocking continued and seemed to get more frantic. Emma groaned as she crawled out of the bed and opened the door. Not all the way as she was in her underwear.

"WHAT". She yelled at whoever was at the door.

"Umm, Sorry to bother you. I'm Sidney Glass. I write the newspaper". The man said proudly.

"Okay, and"…. Emma didn't mean to be rude, but she wanted to get back to her much needed sleep.

"The mayor sent me. She wanted me to welcome you"

"Okay well, I'm welcomed goodbye". Emma went to close the door before the man placed his boot in the door entrance, and tried to push his way into the room. Emma gasped. This man had the nerve to- no matter. She drew back and punched the man in the nose, causing him to stumble back and land hard on the hardwood floor. Emma chuckled serves him right. She closed and locked the door once more before crawling back into her bed.

She didn't get to sleep long however. About 30 minutes later her pants on the floor started vibrating loudly. "Are you fucking serious?" She grumbled and grabbed her phone from the pocket of her pants.

"Hello".

"Emma, Emma it's me Neal". Emma chuckled.

"I know, I have caller I.d".

"Well, how is Storybrooke?"

"Its fine, I got a job, a real one. And I already have a place to stay".

"Wow Em, That's crazy lucky".

"I know. Some guy name Gold hooked me up".

"Well, I can't wait to come visit you, stay out of trouble. I have to go, bye".

"Bye". Before Emma could finish hanging up good, someone was banging on her door, once again. "Go AWAY!" She figured it would be that guy once again. What was his deal anyway? The banging continued. He was probably mad that he got punched by a girl. A 17 year old girl in fact. She chuckled. Well, as long as he is here, she might as well give him a black eye to go with it.

"WHAT!?". She flung the door opened. She did not expect to see a short haired brunette woman in a pin striped pants suit at her door. The lady looked surprised to see her as well. But she quickly schooled her features and slowly looked Emma up and down. Emma gasped when she remembered that she basically nude, but oh well. What done is done? "Who are you?"

The lady, clearly not impressed raised an eyebrow at Emma. "I'm the Mayor, Regina Mills, but you will call me Madam Mayor".

Emma made sure she looked as bored as possible in front of the Mayor. For some reason, she just wanted to annoy the hell out of "Madam Mayor".

"Well, Regina". Emma smirked. "How may I help you".

"Well, I came to have you arrested".

That was not what Emma expected her to say. "What, Why?"

"Assault. I was informed that you almost broke a member of my town's nose. I cannot allow you to get away with that".

"Okay, Regina Two things". Regina tensed at the teen lack of respect for her. "I hit him because he was trying to force himself in my room. He knew I did not want to talk, and yet he kept pushing, so I pushed back, with my fist. Second. I am now a member of your town. Now, Madam Mayor. You may leave".

"Oh, I'm not done". Regina slowly walked closer to the teen. Emma noticed and backed up, to keep distance between her and the older woman. Once Regina was inside the room, she shut the door behind her. "Like I said, I can't let you get away with that. Given Mr. Glass description of you, I assumed you was a big woman, the way he said you pounced on him, but you are just a girl. Tell me child how old are you?".

Emma continued to back up, until she was up against the window. At this moment she was glad the blinds were closed, otherwise Storybrooke, would have gotten a lovely view. "I'm not a Child. I just turned 17".

Regina now pressed upon Emma, in her personal space replied. "You most certainly are not a child". She used this moment run her hands up and down Emma's arms. She felt Emma tense up and brought her hand up to Emma's chin. "I've decided, I'm not going to punish you for harming my citizen, considering you are one now, and the fact that Glass is crying over a 17 year old girl striking him. If it was me in that position I would have just punished you for it. Taken you over my knee…" Regina smiled. Emma frowned.

Emma wanted to throw up. This woman was way too close to her, she wished she has her clothes on, she looked over at them on the floor, but Regina pulled her chin back towards her.

"I want your attention Emma".

"Regina –".

"No, Emma. It's Madam Mayor". Emma frowned. "Where are your parents Emma. Or are you a runaway? How did you find yourself in my town?"

"I don't have parents if you must know. I was emancipated. It's just me. I'm in charge of myself. I just picked a place to live, anywhere, somehow I ended up here. It was going well, until you showed up".

Regina smirked. "I wouldn't say that you are in charge of yourself. You're in my town. You belong to me now". Emma didn't think it was possible for her to be more uncomfortable than she was right now, but Regina proved her wrong, her hand left her face and was now tracing circles on her stomach.

"I don't belong to anyone. Please stop touching me". Emma begged. She wouldn't say she was afraid of Regina, but she could tell that she was dangerous.

Regina lowered her hands, and she traced the line of Emma's panties a couple of times before she stopped and stood back. "Since you asked so nicely, I'll stop, this time". Regina walked over to Emma's bed and sat on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs seductively. She licked her lips and patted a spot next to her on the bed. "Come dear, sit next to me".

Emma frowned. "No thanks". She found her skinny jeans on the floor and quickly pulled them up. Next she grabbed her shirt and pulled it above her head. She felt more confident fully clothed. "Is there anything else Regina. You can let yourself out".

Regina Smirked. "Do I need to teach you manners? Have you enrolled yourself in school yet? What grade are you in?"

"No, I just arrived. I figured I would enroll next Monday, and take the rest of this week to settle in". Emma didn't know why she was explaining herself to this…female pervert, maybe it was because she was the mayor of this town.

"No, you will do it tomorrow".

"No, I will do it next week. You can't force me to do anything".

"I can, and will. Do not test me. The consequences will not be fun for you, but they will be for me. With that said, do what you want. It's your choice. Enroll In school tomorrow, and I will be pleased. Don't and face the consequences, I still will be pleased". Regina stood once more and walked into Emma's personal space. "Just know, keep disobeying me and I will destroy you if it is the last thing I do". With that she walked out the door, and shut it behind her.

Emma could hear Regina talking to someone on the other side of the door, their voices fading as they descended the stairs. Emma rushed over to the door and locked it. That woman was crazy as hell. And while she was not afraid of anyone, she surely did not want to get on her bad side.

The next day, at 8am sharp, Emma found herself at Storybrooke High school. She told herself, that she was not enrolling herself today because of the Mayor's threat. She was enrolling herself today because she would have been bored sitting in the suite all by herself. She knocked on the office door and walked in when she heard someone call her in.

"Hello, my name is Emma Swan and I wanted to enroll in your school today".

"Oh yes. I'm Ms. Johnson. The mayor informed me you was coming by".

"Oh she did, huh?" Emma said dryly. That woman was annoying.

"Yes, you're her niece right?"

"Her What? No". Emma threw her folder with her paperwork on the principal's desk before she plopped down in the seat. "I am nothing to that woman".

"It's alright Emma. I know it must be hard to transfer to a new school, especially to a new school, in a town where your aunt is the mayor. Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me".

"She is not my- whatever". Emma glared at the woman who just smiled and looked in her folder. After a few minutes of silence and watching the woman type on her computer a couple of times, Emma grabbed the schedule that she was handed.

"This is your new schedule, for your 10th grade classes. I know it is the middle of the year Emma, but I wouldn't worry about a thing. The kids here is very nice, and the teachers are supportive. If you have any problems we are here for you.

"Thanks Ms. Johnson, So do I start tomorrow?"

"Normally you would start the following day after enrolling, we like to let the teachers know before hand before welcoming a new student, but Madam Mayor requested you start today".

Emma groaned. "That-"

"You must know better than anyone, she is very persistent and would not take no for an answer. I'm sorry Emma. You're teachers will have new books for you tomorrow. You have your schedule, I hope you have a wonderful day".

Emma mumbled a thanks, before walking out of the room.

It was 8:45am by the time Emma walked out of the principal's office. That means, it was still first period. She looked at the schedule that the principal gave her, first period she had Algebra II, second period was History, third was creative writing/lunch, and forth period was Chemistry, followed by a fifth period, which was Gym. Many of Emma's old schools, only had four periods, but she had a total of about 7 different classes. They always flip flopped as she liked to say, 3 on one day, and three different ones the next day, meanwhile one class she had on both A and B days. They must rotate every semester at this school she thought to herself.

Before Emma knew it she was in her first class of the day, she took a deep breathe before she walked inside the room. The teacher stopped talking to the class to look at her. "Oh, hello. You must be Emma Swan. You're the Mayor's niece right? She has been talking about you all day yesterday. Well, everyone has. We don't get a lot of new people here in Storybrooke. Oh, I'm sorry" the teacher Rambled on. "I'm Mr. Oliver. Are you in this class?"

"Um, yeah". Emma showed her schedule to the teacher.

"You may sit where ever you like Emma".

Emma rolled her eyes. There was only one seat available. She was glad it was by the window. She loved not listening to the teachers during their long rants about paying attention in class and just lose herself in the outside scenery.

Someone interrupted her thoughts as she heard someone clearing their throats to get her attention. She turned and faced a smiling blonde girl, who looked way too happy for Emma's liking. "What?"

The girl giggled. "Wow, you are just like Mayor Mills".

Emma gasped. Fuck Madam Mayor for telling everyone that she was her niece. What was wrong with that woman? "I'm sorry. I'm nothing like that woman. I'm just upset. She annoys me so much, and it's making me cranky".

"That's okay. My name is Jordynn, but everyone just calls me Jojo".

"Nice to meet you Jojo. My name is Em-"

"Emma Swan. I know who you are, everyone knows who you are. You are like a celebrity here. Which is funny, because everyone knows everyone. But you are all everyone talks about now".

"Really, I just arrived yesterday".

"I know, but you are the Mayor's niece. Everyone thought she had no family".

"She is not my aunt".

"No?"

"Where does everyone getting their information? It is so wrong".

"Who else? Sidney Glass".

"Sidney. I am going to give that man a black eye to go with that bloody nose".

"You were in the newspaper this morning Emma".

"I'm in the WHAT!"

"Ladies please lower your voices" the teacher instructed before he continued writing on the board.

"Yeah, look". Jojo, reached in her backpack that was across the back of her chair to pull out a newspaper.

Emma took the paper and read the title. "Welcome Storybrooke's newest resident, Emma Swan, niece of our very own Mayor Regina Mills". Emma growled. That possessive perverted bitch.

Emma walked along side Jordynn to their next class. They both had history together and Jojo insisted that Emma sat beside her. Again Emma was greeted by the teacher. This teacher appeared to be afraid of her, for some reason.

"Emma". Jojo grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to a table nearly shoving her in a seat. "I would like you to meet Jordan". A blonde boy sat at the table looking, like Jordynn or Jojo, very happy. "This is my brother".

"You're both named Jordan?"

"Yes isn't it cool. We are twins. His name is spelled J.O.R.D.A.N while mines is spelled J.O.R.D.Y.N.N. but it can still be confusing I suppose. Just call me Jojo, and him Jordan".

"Yeah, okay".

Jordan smiled at Emma and she could help but smile back, the boy was so sexy. He looked like he had a six pack under his jacket and those forest green eyes.

"So, you're the Mayor's niece?"

Emma's smile quickly went away. "No. I am not". Emma yelled causing everyone in the room to look at her.

"Um….Emma please, if you don't mind lower your voice, please" the teacher asked, nearly begged. Emma nodded, but frowned even more, what was this guy's problem. Why was he acting like she was going to bite his head off.

"Emma, we all have our third period together. Want to eat with us?"

"I would like that". Emma smiled at her new friends. The three of them walked after class to their next one, which was creative writing, when she walked in her stomach dropped. Behind the teachers desk sat none other than Regina Mills, herself. Emma glared at the Mayor. What was she doing here? Emma allowed herself to be led by her arm to a table with Jojo, and Jordan and some other dark haired teen.

"This is Tyler. Tyler this is Emma". Jojo, introduced the two.

"Hello" Emma said dryly. She refused to look at the eyes that was daring her to. She could feel Regina's eyes on her. Soon all the chairs inside was filled and the final bell ranged and everyone inside the classroom quieted down.

"Hello everyone. I'm sure, everyone in here know me already, as Mayor Mills, I have come in to take over your teacher's 3rd block class. I'm your new teacher, so everyone will refer to me as Miss Mills in here. Just in case you forget I wrote it on the board, everyone I see we have a new student. I would like to introduce you all to my niece Emma Swan. Emma, my dear why don't you come up and introduce yourself to everyone.

"I think you just did Miss Mills". Emma sassed. A few kids in the room giggled. Emma smiled, that was until a thick ruler came crashing down upon the desk and broke in half silencing everyone.

"NOW!" Regina demanded loudly.

The impact from the ruler on the desk frightened everyone, it wasn't Regina herself. She stood up and slowly walked in front of the class. She looked back at Regina who raised an eyebrow. "Hey. My name is Emma Swan". Emma shrugged. Everyone knew who she was.

Emma heard Regina speak from behind her. And can tell that she was moving around the desk most likely coming to stand directly next to her. "Now, many of you may have read in the newspaper this morning, that Emma is my niece. I will confirm that".

"I am not your"-Emma was cut off and gasped as her felt hard wood landing swiftly against her ass. She looked with wide eyes at Regina who walked in front of her with a new, thicker ruler, which Emma assumed was just used to spank her. She couldn't believe this woman just did that, and in front of an entire class. Of course everyone seemed as if they didn't notice. No one looked shocked. They all just studied Regina and her movements.

"Emma think of the consequences before you open your mouth dear. Now, I want to let you all know, that just because Emma is my niece does not mean that I will be giving her any special treatment. She will be punished as severely, as the rest of you, maybe even more, if she break one of my rules. Emma, take your seat". Emma quickly took her seat and winced at the slight pain she felt when she sat down. Regina smirked, but continued.

"Here are my rules". Everyone in the class took out a pen and a piece of paper, except Emma who just sat in her seat glaring at Regina who was now looking at random teens in the classroom. Jojo, placed a piece of paper and a chewed up pencil in front of Emma, who frowned in disgust at the offending object but looked up and smiled at Jojo nonetheless.

"Rule number one. Always, do as I say. I am your teacher and you will obey my every command".

"Rule number two. All assignments must be turned in on time, or you will be punished along with receiving an "F".

"Rule number 3. The bell does not dismiss you. I dismiss you. Which leads me to rule number 4".

"Rule number 4. Never. Ever. Arrive late to my class. You are to be here on time every day.

"Rule number 5". Regina begin walking in between the tables of students with her hands behind her back carrying that damn ruler. "Never Miss My class. The only way I will allow you to miss a day of my class is if you are sick with a doctor's note, and you will make that day up in detention".

"That's bull shi- Oww!" Emma cried as the ruler landed on her hand that was sitting on the desk.

"Rule number 6. No talking unless you are spoken to".

"Rule number 7. All class assignments must be done in an acceptable manner. I require excellent penmanship, grammar. No inappropriate language in my class, and everyone's uniform must be clean, and presentable every day. Speaking of which, Miss Swan. Where is your uniform? Look around you, everyone has on a uniform, except you".

"I had no way of knowing I was starting school today, Miss Mills, it's not my fault I haven't been issued a uniform yet".

"Horrible excuse. I am giving you detention for a week".

"WHAT. You can't do that"

"Two weeks Miss Swan, or would you like to make it three".

Emma frowned. She was going to see about transferring out of "Miss Mills" class. What was the Mayor doing teaching 10th grade creative writing for anyhow? It just didn't make sense. Emma crossed her arms and slouched in her chair.

"Oh, don't pout dear". Regina ran her fingers through Emma's hair, and Emma swatted them away, only to be popped by the ruler once more. She grabbed her hand and tried to rub out the pain and keep from crying out in pain. "I told you Emma, you will not be getting special treatment from me".

"Now class. I would like you all to take out your issued journals and write 5 pages on what you learned today, in my class".

That's a dumb ass assignment Emma thought to herself. There is no way anyone could write 5 pages from the bullshit that came out of Regina's mouth just now.

"Miss Swan". Emma rolled her eyes.

"What?"

"Where is your issued journal, everyone else seems to have there's".

"I haven't been issued one yet. Principal Johnson said I will get my book tomorrow".

"So you are not prepared for my class. 4 weeks of detention Miss Swan". Emma Grinded her teeth.

"Yes, Miss Mills".

"Good girl".

Soon the bell rung for lunch, and everyone stayed seated. Regina walked over and opened the door, outside, students could be seen running towards the lunchroom. "You are all dismissed. You will file out silently and in an orderly fashion".

Everyone stood up and walked slowly and quietly out the door, almost as if, anyone made any sudden movements they would be attached. Regina stood by the door making sure her students were well behaved.

Emma tried to keep her head down and walk past Regina without being seen which was ridiculous but hey, it was worth a shot. A shot that missed its mark. Regina grabbed Emma's face and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. "Have a great lunch my dear". Emma keep her cool until she turned the corner out of Regina's sight and scrubbed violently at the kiss that Regina planted on her forehead.

"Um, Emma, your Aunt is mean, and strict". Jojo stated the facts.

"She is not my- oh what's the point?". Emma rolled her eyes. "Tell me about it".

"Did she spank you in front of the class Emma?" Tyler asked laughing.

Emma glared at the boy. "Never, speak of that again".

Tyler raised his hands in surrender. "Okay Emma".

Emma's stomach dropped as she remembered she has to return to that woman's class after lunch, which is only 45 minutes. She was not sure she could handle another hour with Madam Mayor/Miss Mills/Aunt Regina/That bitch.

So guys, tell me what you think. Should I continue? Anyway I hope you enjoyed it.