Last First Day

Chapter 1: First Day

Emma's alarm started going off at 6:00 am. She slammed her hand down on the snooze button and rolled over to look out the window. It was still a little dark outside with only a couple of lights passing as people drove to work. She groaned thinking about how she had to get ready for her first day of school, her last first day. The alarm started going off again reminding her that she had to start moving. She climbed out of bed and headed to the shower. In the shower she kept thinking about how her senior year of high school was going to suck. She moved to StoryBrooke, Maine about a month ago to live with yet another foster family. This will be her eighth family and third high school. The Charming's seemed like a nice family but if she had learned again from moving family to family is that the sweet act won't last long.

She got out of the shower and wrap herself in one of the fluffy towels that were provided to her. She walked across the carpet in her room to her closet. She opened the doors and just stared thinking of what wear. She decided on black skinny jean with a plain black t-shirt. As she started to put on her favorite black combat boots, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in" Emma said to the door. Mrs. Charming walked carrying a big white box with a silver bow across the top.

"Good morning darling, you look gorgeous this morning. Are you excited for your first day of senior year?" She sat down on the bed placing the mystery box next to her.

"As excited as I will ever be." Emma said sarcastically, quacking biting her tongue reminding herself that she has to save her sharp tongue for school. "Did you need something Mrs. Charming?"

"One of the traditions that we have here is that all the kids get a present for their first day of school." Mrs. Charming smiled and pointed to the box to her.

"Oh, you didn't have to do that. I am not really family. "Emma said but deep down she started to warm up. None of the other families even talked to her let alone got her a gift.

"You are family to me and that's all that matters. Now open this box before I die of excitement." Emma walked over to the bed and pulled off the silver ribbon then slowly pulled up the lid. She gasped with shock and excitement with what was inside. It was a red leather jacket, the exact one that she tried on at the flea market she and Mrs. Charming went to a couple ago.

"Oh my gosh, you shouldn't have." Emma pulled out the jacket and put it on feeling the leather fit around her shoulders, it was a perfect fit.

"I saw you staring at it at the flea market and thought it would look gorgeous on you, which I was right about." Mrs. Charming stood up and stood behind Emma placing her hand lightly on her shoulders. Emma stiffed at the touch but relaxed quickly before Mrs. Charming noticed. "Now hurried up Emma, David is waiting downstairs to drive you." She squeezed Emma's shoulders quickly and turned to walk out the door.

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Charming." Emma said turning to the woman she was starting to see as a mother. After Mrs. Charming left, Emma quickly put on some eyeliner and mascara. She throw her school supplies in her backpack. She put one of the straps on her shoulder and rushed out the door. As she got to the bottom of the stairs, she saw David leaning against the front door waiting for her. Mrs. Charming passed a doughnut and travel mug full of hot chocolate and cinnamon to Emma before she headed to the door.

"Ready to go, Emma?" David asked as he reached for the keys on the hooks next to the door.

"Only as ready as you can be going to high school." Emma said. David laughed and opened the door for her. As Emma walked outside she couldn't help but smile when the sun hit her face. She climbed in David's Jeep and they headed off to school.

"So, is there anything I need to know before I head into the hell hole people call school?" David laughed again.

"Wow, Emma, you sound so excited to be starting your senior year. Well, it is like every high school you have been to. Classes are boring and people are annoying but you are tough, you will get through it." David turned into the school parking lot finding a parking spot at the back of the parking spot. Emma climbed out of the car and started to reach for her backpack when suddenly a black motorcycle rushed in the empty spot next to her, almost hitting her.

"What the hell! You almost hit me." Emma spun around and yelled at the bastard that was driving. He turned to her, with his helmet still on and turned off the engine. "Well do you have anything to say?" Emma crossed her arms across her chest and tapped her foot. The mystery man finally took off his helmet. He shook his black hair out to get rid of helmet hair and looked at her with a smirk. She noticed how blue his eyes were and how hot he looked. She pursed her lips together and glared at him.

"My apologizes, love, I was districted by your beauty." He said with a strong Irish accent, which would have made Emma be a little nicer to him but she hated pet names.

"First of all, don't call me love and second that is a bullshit reason for your horrible driving." Emma turned to get her backpack and when she turned back around, Irish man was leaning over her with his two hands pushing against the Jeep, leaning in so his lips were almost touching hers. "Love, when I hit you, you will feel it." He whispered to her. Emma smirked at him and shot her knee up, hitting him hard in the nuts, making his double over and knee on the ground in front of her.

"Try that again, Lucky Charms, and I won't be as gentle." Emma said to her victim as she stepped over him. David had walked over to help Emma but he noticed that she could handle herself.

"Wow, Emma, you are first girl not to fall head over heels for Hook," David gave her a high five.

"Hook?"

"Yeah, the guy that will be probably never be able have kids cause of your knee." Emma laughed and walked through the front doors of the hell hole called StoryBrooke High School. This is going to be an interesting year Emma thought to herself.