wow, I am so so sorry for not updating when I said I would. I was having some trouble continuing the story, so I put it off and then I totally forgot that I had it. So here's a quick chapter. I'm not really happy with it, but I owe one to you guys. I'm sorry again.

He arrived just on time, sprinting into the classroom only to realize that the principal was standing in the front of the room. All heads turned to him, and mouths dropped when they realized whom was standing at the door.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," he looked at the door to see the room number. "I think I have the wrong classroom."

"Are you here for Miss Mills?" the principal asked.

Robin looked down at the sheet in his hands and frowned. "Uh, yes."

Didn't Roland call her Miss Regina?

"Then you're in the right place," the lady responded and smiled. "Miss Mills is just running a bit late. I'm her stand-in."

"Oh, right," Robin nodded and walked into the room. His eyes scanned the classroom. Noticing that most of the front seats were occupied, he walked towards the back of the room. The women he passed on his way to the open seat threw approving glances, eyes raking him from head to toe. He gave them his signature smile, making the women giggle. He felt their stares as he neared his seat.

As soon as he sat down, the women around him faced him, giving him their utmost attention.

"Aren't you Robin Locksley?" the woman to his right asked.

"Yes ma'am," he smiled.

"I love your movies!" another gushed.

"Thank you very much," he responded.

The women smiled to each other as if they were in on some kind of secret, but before they could say something else, someone ran into the room.

"Rose! I am so so sorry," the figure said breathlessly.

The voice caught Robin's attention, and he faced forward, catching the principal hugging the woman to which the voice belonged. When the pair retreated from the embrace, the woman turned around, and Robin could've sworn his heart skipped a beat.

Stunning.

That was the word that described her.

Stunning.

Stunning in every way possible.

The sleeves of her white button-down were rolled back, and it was tucked into a black pencil skirt that went down to just an inch or two above her knees. She wore black stilettos, accenting her long, toned legs with an old-fashioned watch on her wrist. Alongside the gadget lived her many bracelets, all silver to match the rings snuggly resting on her delicate fingers. On top of her head, she wore a pair of glasses, keeping her ebony locks from her face.

Her most striking feature, however, was her countenance. Her eyes were a chocolate color, light and dark fused together. Her lips were a soft red, gentle and alluring. Robin couldn't help but think about caressing his lips with hers.

She was captivating.

And Robin had fallen under her spell.

But the spell was not a love curse, nor was it just a lust malediction. He couldn't figure out what it was exactly, but Robin knew that he wanted, needed to talk to the vision at the front of the room.

He was snapped out of his trance when the principal bid farewell to the parents.

"I am so sorry for rushing in this late," the teacher began as she began to type on the computer.

"I couldn't find anyone to look after my son, so I had to find one of the neighbors to do it, and I just—" she sighed before chuckling. "Anyway, hello, I'm Miss Mills, and I am your child's teacher, obviously. Clearly I'm a professional at this back to school night thing."

The room was filled with chuckles, but the light mood had no effect on Robin, who deflated just a bit when he heard that the teacher had a son.

She's probably married.

"Alright, nice, you're all laughing, which means that I'm not as awkward as my son claims I am," she smiled.

The meeting lasted another 15 minutes before ending with the sound of the bell. The parents began to file out of the room, each one bidding their words and farewells to the teacher. Robin lingered in the back, talking with the ladies who spoke to him earlier.

Robin looked up from the conversation, catching the teacher packing her things at the front of the room.

"Excuse me," he told the surrounding women.

Robin headed to the front of the room. "Hello."

"Hi," she smiled.

"I'm Robin, Roland's dad," he held out his hand.

"Ah," she nodded, "I should've guessed. He looks just like you."

"That he does," he replied proudly. "You seem to have charmed my boy."

"Well , he has charmed me," she chuckled.

"Please, call me Robin," he replied.

"Regina?" a man at the door called.

"David? What are you doing here? I thought you meeting ended a half hour ago." she leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Just came here to give you a ride since I know your car is at the mechanic's," the tall, blue-eyed man replied.

Regina blushed. "David, you didn't have to do that."

"I wanted to," he replied.

Robin cleared his throat and the pair's attention snapped back to him.

"Oh, this is Roland's dad, Robin."

"Ah, so this is the father of the most adorable kid I've ever had the pleasure of meeting," David held out his hand, to which Robin grabbed onto, tightening his grip.

"That would be me," Robin nodded.

"He's a great kid."

"That he is," Robin replied curtly.

David turned back to look at Regina. "I'll wait for you outside."

She smiled in return, and watched him walk out the door before realizing that she still had company.

"I am so sorry, Mr. Locksley—"

"Oh no, don't apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for."

"That was rude and unprofessional and I am just so sorry," she fought.

"Miss Mills, it is perfectly fine." It isn't fine.

"Well, I don't want to keep you here with me too long," she laughed as she finished packing. "It was nice meeting you, Mr. Locksley."

"Robin. And likewise," he nodded as he followed her out of the classroom.

Strap up, Locksley. You're about to steal a girl's heart.