Hi all I'm pretty new to all of this so this is my first crack at it.
All the Mistakes are mine its hard being dyslexic and having lots of ideas all at the same time!
Enjoy or at least try to!
Walking in London on a warm day in April is a risky business not only will you guarantee that within 30 seconds the heavens might open to drown you or the skies go back to the many muted tones of grey and the whole city will change. Today was no exception.
Being an American living in London you learn quickly that the weather is seriously unpredictable.
The people are charming and they don't all know the queen or have awful teeth.
The blonde mystery that was taking the art world by storm was heading back to her studio in Hackney, her studio's location was a massive secret.. Making her art was a private thing that no one was allowed to see even her best friend Ruby was kept in the dark to the main chambers.
"Another one snooping around today you're lucky that the security is so damn tight around here" Ruby sighed sipping her third filter coffee of the day.
"Emma Swan, Willy Wonker of the art world layer revealed!" Emma just rolls her eyes in feigned annoyance.
"They won't figure it out. Now my favourite Umpa Lumpa I have neon's to make"
Emma's newest project was a range of sculptures alongside sets of screen prints and graffiti it was set to be released next few months it was to be installed at the Tate Modern before being shipped off to New York. She wasn't bothered, she made art for herself, to make sense of the world as she saw it.
Being an only child of one of America's richest families makes you a target for unnecessary comments, judgments and general unpleasantness hence the move to London. Emma Nolan became the famous elusive artist Emma Swan. Her work was wanted by everyone and this made her the shit. She knew it too but was humbled rather than letting her sweep her up.
Nobody knew who she was they only knew her work and that's how she wanted it. Only Ruby her most trusted friend and gallery owner knew this secret and that's how she liked it. Everyone was on the hunt to find out Emma Swan's true identity. By day Emma Nolan part time fashion photographer assistant by night Emma Swan renowned artist.
Emma worked each evening on her craft ensuring it would be better than the last. Each thought, idea lovingly made into her pieces that made millions of dollars not that she was in it for the money she actually gave the money to various charities.
It was all a game that she liked playing a game of risk surely once the world knew who she was the game would be up.
Four hours later Emma emerged covered in dust and paint speckled all over her face like a new set of freckles. This gave Ruby something to laugh about also take her friend in, she truly was a beauty, she got why the gold diggers had been sniffing around her.
"Rubes I've got my parents coming over to the house this weekend they are bringing their new assistant the one that turns you into a gormless twat. Did you want to come along for dinner?" Smirking at the daydreaming Ruby as her cheeks flushed red.
"Yes! I mean.. uhm.. Yeah that's great you should swing by the gallery I'm in the process of selling your tribute to David Bowie I think it would be great for your parents to see even if we don't tell Belle of course who you are Clark Kent" trying to gain some composure back.
"Also before I forget your ma called me too she's been in talks with the Mills Corp I believe the old bat is sending her daughter to work on some charity prospects over here to gain your parents trust. You remember her? Regina the bratty bitch with a pole up her ass and half a pound of cake in her mouth. You have to be nice to her if that's actually in your skill set?"
"Oh my god! You Mean the Evil Queen?! How could I not forget her? She insulted me, stole my Barbie, made me cry then stole my food" Ruby looks perplexed by this statement and slightly shocked by her friends peculiar outburst.
"We were 8 at the time. Why wouldn't they tell me SHE was coming they know how horrid she was at school hence me changing schools. Twice might I add! Ugh!" With that Emma storms back to her studio furiously creating a new stencil taking her frustration with her parents going behind her back yet again and bringing that woman back into her life, she needed to gain control graffiti was the way forward.
This was going to be hell and nothing was going to change the fact.
…...
Promptly at 10:30 am the Nolan's with their entourage walked into Reds Gallery on Brick Lane. Mary Margaret had a huge grin on her face as she walked around the white walled gallery absorbing all of the work in.
"Ruby which ones did Emma take for Mr Gold? He really should give her some credit" sighing as she gazed at the large photographs. Ruby removes her eyes from Belle the new assistant of the Nolan's whom she had the biggest crush on.
"Em took most of these. Mr Gold is no fool he has her where he wants her if she leaves his studio he will ruin her"
David was standing next to a beautiful young woman Ruby didn't recognize in an expensive tailored suit she was striking to look at yet she seemed to be transfixed by a screen print walking over to them Ruby grinned.
"That's one of Emma Swans small works it's beautiful she's really captured London in the rain don't you think." Belle rushed over to have a look at the work by the infamous Emma Swan.
"So you've actually met Emma Swan?!" Belle asks her voice full of excitement.
"I haven't though I would love too. Nobody has. I receive all my correspondents by email and it's all very James Bond. I'm gutted we missed out on getting her new show. We just don't have the size for such a star. I'm super lucky we even get these small works as it really helps put us on the map" the power suited woman snorts loudly causing the group to look at her.
"Sorry I was laughing at the fashion here do English people actually dress like that?" Pointing to the doors at a disheveled blonde fighting with a beaten up umbrella her appearance was interesting to say the least a red leather jacket with paint covered jeans,her hair was wet and frizzy giving the appearance of a drowned rat.
"I don't think so seeing as she's American, that's our Emma" David trying not to laugh at his daughter's appearance whilst Mary Margaret and Ruby scowled.
"Hey sorry I'm late Mr Gold kept me back and my bike isn't enjoying the rain. Stupid English weather!" Emma hugged her mother and father tightly as her motorbike helmet thudded to the floor loudly making them all jump.
"Whoops"
Emma went to pick her helmet up when she noticed the young woman with legs that went on for days standing awkwardly in her designer suit. Her dark hair and makeup done with perfection, her suit extenuated her figure making Emma look her up and down taking it all in.
Mary Margaret let out a cough pulling Emma out of her daze. "Emma this is Regina Mills you went to school together as children. Cora Mills is training Regina up to take over Mills Corp and has asked us If we can assist"'
They both looked at each other Regina was frowning but out her hand out for the blonde to shake "I guess you don't recognize me Miss Nolan I was quite a heavy child back then. Though you haven't changed much dear" raising her eyebrow with hint of sarcasm.
"You were three times the size you are now! Always with food in front of your face it's no wonder why I didn't recognize you!"
"Emma don't be mean to Regina! She has worked so hard to lose the weight" Mary Margaret wasn't going to allow her daughter to be rude and could tell Regina was feeling awkward.
"You look great I didn't mean it in a negative way you look really good" Emma looked directly at Regina to show she meant it but it was too late Regina had taken offense.
"Miss Lucas would you show me any more of Emma Swans works please." Regina asked her tone was clear she was pretty pissed off. Belle and Ruby exchanged glances as she nodded for them to follow her into another section.
"Oh of course she's a fan of Emma Swan who isn't these days." Emma seethed this woman as hot as she may be was still made her see red in seconds of being near her.
"Emma was that really necessary?" Mary Margaret sighed her husband with a similar expression.
"Urh. Yes It was It! She was so fucking horrible to me. It all came back. You remember how miserable that girl made me! I couldn't stop myself. Heck I didn't even get started on Queen Cupcake! How dare you bring her near me when you know full well all the hurt she caused me! She should apologise to me! You've got to admit it's pretty funny she wants to see Emma Swans works don't you think?" Emma seethed in a hushed but angry tone glaring at that woman. Who does she think she is?!
"Well Emma Swan is the It name of the art world at the moment" proudly looking at a few sculptures in the middle of the room Ruby began showing the group the exhibition she had painstakingly curated together.
"That's an understatement Miss Lucas. Emma Swan is huge right now I've been begging mother to buy her work but she is not a fan. I must say I think her whole body of work is astonishing. She's an artist of our time. No offence to you Miss Nolan but there is no work in this gallery comes close to her brilliance."
Emmas was close to totally losing it Ruby was waiting for her best friend to come up with a witty response to this rude woman's comments all holding their breath ready for the famous Nolan temper to rear its ugly head.
"First off who the fuck do you think you are?! I don't see your art credentials! I don't care what you think of my work Miss Mill are you under the illusion that I care about anything you have to possibly say to me? Because guess what Queen Cupcake I don't.
I'm sure whoever Emma Swan is she will be thrilled by your fangirl status though, personally i'd be horrified.
Yes I may of taken photographs here for my boss but I don't see any originals by the one and only perfect Regina Mills. Now if you'll excuse me I've got a date with some hot models and a camera" Emma snarked back as she walked out leaving them all quite stunned.
Ruby stunned though wishing she had recorded an Emma Nolan bitch down
"May I remind you Miss Mills Emma has worked her ass off for Mr Gold who will not release her from his crippling contract yet she still takes photographs of pure perfection. She may not be the elusive Emma Swan she is far more. If I was you I would keep the art critiques around Emma to a minimum"
This gave Regina was stunned to say the least how dare she speak to her like that yet she knew Emma Nolan had every right to do so. It gave her something to think about she had always disliked the blonde at school for fitting in so easily and making fun of her size it was hard to let old wounds go.
Maybe there is more to Emma Nolan than I first thought even if she is a massive bitch!