Your son is almost as adorable as you :).
Emma smiled as she stared down at the text. She bit her lip, wondering how she should reply to it. She was pretty sure that Regina was flirting with her, and it made her insanely happy that Regina had acknowledged her baby boy in such a way. It wasn't very often that people were positive towards Emma and her son, but Regina just had been.
As the reality of the situation sunk in, Emma realised that Regina Mills was flirting with her. The most popular girl in school was interested in her, Emma Swan, the teenage mum. Emma didn't know what it was that Regina saw in her, but in that moment Emma wouldn't let herself question it. She wallowed in the giddy happiness that surrounded her in that moment, let herself become amerced in it.
She still didn't know how to reply to the text. She wanted it to show a bit of her happiness,but at the same time she didn't want to seem overly eager. If she seemed overly eager it would either be conceived as endearing or desperate and at this stage she didn't want that, especially not the desperate part. Biting her lip she tapped out her reply before her thumb hovered over the send button. Hesitating for only a second, she took a deep breath and pressed send, sure she didn't want to be over eager but she was more than interested. She decided on something simple, or at least it was meant to be simple.
I disagree, but you're far cuter than me anyways :).
With that Emma checked over her home work, put her phone to the side for the night, resolving not to check it until morning, checked on Henry one final time and went to sleep.
Emma woke up to her alarm blaring less than a foot from her face. Blinking sleepily, she reached for her glasses to check the time, without them she may as well be blind. She found that it was only five am, but she had to get up so that she could go on her morning run. Almost subconsciously she checked her phone, all the while trying to convince herself that it wasn't because she was looking for a text from Regina.
Of course there wasn't one but she checked all the same. After checking on Henry to make sure that he was still fast asleep, she changed into her running gear, grabbed her iPod from her bedside table and set off. Emma had taken up running after Henry had been born, she had always enjoyed working out but found that it was an amazing stress reliever. Not only that but it helped her to straighten out her thoughts and focus. Another added bonus was that it kept her in shape, which didn't hurt.
As Emma ran, she thought about Regina. She didn't know why or when Regina had noticed her, but she was trying not to question it. Not that she was getting ahead of herself, she didn't know what Regina wanted from her but she wanted to give it time and see what happened. She had Henry to think of as well as herself, she wasn't sure her getting into a relationship would be good for him. Especially when she didn't get to spend as much time with him as she would like, what with work and school and everything.
Emma began to get lost in her thoughts, so much so that she didn't see the other runner coming towards her. She wasn't even aware of the other persons' presence until they had sent each other sprawling to the ground. Emma wrenched out her earbuds as she stood, thankful that her glasses had at least managed to stay on her face this time. She turned around to apologise and her the other person up before she realised it was once again Regina Mills.
Regina was wearing the same smirk as the day before and it made Emma's stomach tie itself in a knot, a butterfly filled one at that. This time around Regina accepted Emma's hand without any hesitation, and she allowed herself to be pulled up. Emma watched her carefully this time and she was certain she saw Regina's eyes focus on the tensing muscles of her arm for just a fraction of a second too long. As she regained her footing, Regina grabbed Emma' forearm as though she were going to lose her balance. It wouldn't of made Emma suspicious normally but she was certain Regina had grabbed the exact spot she had been examining mere moments before, the fact that she was still wearing that smirk of hers didn't do much in making Emma think it was an innocent move.
She couldn't help but notice how good Regina looked, which wasn't fair because she should look totally dishevelled. Not only was it before six in the morning but after the fall they had just taken no body should be able to look that good. No, Regina still looked freaking stunning.
As they stood face to face, Emma shifted awkwardly on her feet. She felt very uncomfortable, but she didn't know why. There was something in Regina's smirk, a smirk that hadn't once wavered, that made her feel nervous. She could literally feel her palms sweating as they hung limply by her side, but she couldn't very well wipe them without giving herself away. Regina finally spoke, not that it did anything to relieve the nervousness Emma had begun to feel.
"We have to stop meeting like this."
Emma bit her lip as her hand came up of its own accord to push her disturbed glasses further up the bridge of her nose. "Meeting like what?"
"On the ground, you know, the place you keep knocking me down to."
"Oh, uh, yeah, I'm sorry about that. It was a total accident, I mean that's obvious, what with me sending us both to the ground and all that. But still I'm sorry." As Emma began to ramble, yet more evidence of her nervousness, Regina began to smile. Not just any smile, but a genuine, brilliant, teeth showing smile and it made Emma's already knotted and full of butterflies stomach flutter even more.
"Not to worry, dear. I was merely joking. I'd better get going, I have to finish my run before school, I'll see you later?"
"Of course" Emma replied with almost no pause before going bright red. "I mean, sure if you want to, uhh bye then Regina." And with that Emma turned on her heel and began to jog in the opposite direction, still Emma could hear Regina chuckling behind her and although the sound filled her with delight she cursed herself for being such a bumbling idiot.
Later that morning, after Emma had dropped Henry at daycare and suffered through the most boring politics lesson she had ever had the displeasure of having to sit through, Emma found herself heading to her biology class. It would, of course, be extremely dull, due to both the fact that she knew no one in there and she hated science.
Still she trudged towards the classroom, more than thankful that her next period was a free one. She got to the door just as the bell that signified the beginning of class rang shrilly and found that all but one seat hand been taken. The only free one was beside none other than Regina Mills. Gods help her, she had no idea how she was going to survive this year when class hadn't even begun and Regina was already smirking at her as she stood in the doorway.
The professor cleared his throat and indicated towards Emma, so she moved towards the only spare seat in the class. She sat and took out her books, before busying herself with arranging them neatly. She took her time, but a person can only arrange a book and a notepad so many times before it becomes ridiculous, and she could feel Regina watching her in amusement.
As the professor began to speak at the front of the class in the most monotone voice Emma had ever heard, Regina leaned into her personal space so that she could murmur in Emma's ear.
"I believe this class is going to be my favourite this year, dear." Before turning back to the front of the class and bringing her pen to her lips and acting as though she were deeply enthralled by what the boring man at the front had to say. Oh god, she thought with an internal groan, what am I going to do?
