A/N – I am going to try and update on a frequent basis, assuming I don't have any obstacles in my way. I am going to change the point of view throughout the story, but have no fear, I will tell you at the start of each chapter who I am writing as. EMMA'S VIEW.

Chapter 2: First Introductions

"Regina Mills."

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I pulled my hand away and then locked my fingers on the table.

"May I ask why I found you sitting at my table? Everyone in town knows this is my regular table."

"I guess I'm not everyone then am I?" I could see the start of a smile, pulling at the corner of her lips. She lowered her head in embarrassment I suppose. "No, I'm new in town." Her eyes came back up to lock with my own.

"New in town? We haven't had a new arrival in years. What made you decide to come to Storybrooke?" Oh crap. I didn't want to say that I was an orphan, moving from place to place. I just met the girl.

"Well, the last place I was living at became kind of boring. I figured I could use a change of scenery. Somewhere…out of the way. I just moved here from Boston." This time Regina really did smile, and I got a lovely flash of a perfect set of pearly white teeth. "What's so funny?"

"Sorry it's just… no one comes to Storybrooke if their looking to have some fun. People come here either to run away from something, or because they had to. Which are you really?" Her face turned back to seriousness, and my body just deflated. I hadn't even noticed how Regina smiling made me feel until I couldn't see it any more.

"I'm not so sure about that." She seemed curious as well as intrigued; I think I might be able to have some fun here. Seeing as how she clearly wasn't going to move. "I'm sure there are plenty of fun things to do in this town." I was just going to ignore the question.

"Oh really? Such as?" She straightened up and refused to give me any insight as to what she might be like.

"Well, I am enjoying myself right now." Holy shit, I can't believe I actually said that out loud. What is this girl doing to me? Although it didn't seem as though I was the only one affected. An obvious flush of red was creeping up Regina's neck and settled on her cheeks. But before either of us could say anything more, Ruby came back with our orders. Her long black hair managed to block my eye sight of Regina.

"Can I get you guys anything else?"

"No thank you Miss Lucas." Ruby nodded and headed back to the kitchen.

"Miss Lucas?" This girl was a teenager right? "How old are you?" She raised her eyebrow in a harsh arch above her eyes as though I had said something wrong.

"17. I turn 18 in two weeks. I call her Miss Lucas because I find it keeps chatting to a minimal." No fucking way.

"I turn 18 in 3 months." She took a bite of her food which I couldn't actual make out what it was. She swallowed and continued talking.

"I never asked. And before you fall out your seat trying to work out my dinner, I am eating French toast with scrambled eggs, mixed with celery, tomatoes and mushrooms." Seriously. 18! She might as well be 30 from the way she is acting.

"That sounds disgusting." I was practically gagging just from the sound of it. I hate to think what I might do should actually eat it.

"Would you care to try some? You might find you'll surprise yourself." She places some of the scrambled eggs onto a spoon and stretched it towards me. I pulled back straight away. I wasn't going near that puke.

"No thanks. I prefer to keep my stomach down." She simply shrugged and ate the mouthful herself. I had yet to even look at my dinner at this point. But I quickly began to dig in.

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The rest of the dinner as sat in slightly uncomfortable silence. I would sometimes look up, only to find Regina already staring at me. But the moment of eye blazing never lasted long. We both seemed to panic and wet back to our own plate. It was around 9pm that we finished dinner, and Ruby came to collect our plates.

"Well as delightful as this has been, I really must be going." She moved to leave the booth, and my hand shot out to hers before I even realised. I ended up grabbing her hand resting on the table, and my mouth began moving on its own.

"So soon? Are you sure you can't just stay and talk for a bit?" She relaxed back into the seat and I let go of her hand. "Thanks, it's just being new around here, I would like to get to know the locals." She raised one of those eyebrows again, and it sent a chill down my spine.

"So what would you care to know about?"

"Well, you could start with telling me a bit about…" This could go either 1 of 2 ways. Depends on how brave I'm feeling. "…the night life in this so called 'boring town'." Okay, not as brave as I may like to have thought.

"There isn't one really one. There is one bar, called 'The Rabbit Hole.' It's probably the only place you could go for a good night out." That smile started to grow across her face again. Either she was flirting, or she was remembering something. Probably the later of the two options. "Sorry." She managed to return to her usual contained elf in the blink of an eye. "Um, other than that there isn't really a night life." She leaned in close and I followed. She lowered her voice to a whisper. "Hope you weren't looking to go out every night."

"I wasn't planning on it. But if everyone in this town is as flirtatious as you, I don't think I'll have to go far to have a good time." We both leaned back into our seats and stared.

"Next question."

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We continued doing a question and answer until about 10:30 when Regina said she should leave.

"I really should be going now. My mother is probably at home worrying where I am."

"Wait, just one more question. Please." I was begging, I admit it, and putting on my best puppy dog face, which just about did the trick.

"Final question and then I really must be going."

"Okay. What is it like being the Mayor's daughter?" Her face almost scrunched up at the question.

"Can I ask you a question then the next time we see each other we have to answer the others question." Two things. One, she was totally avoiding the question. To, 'the next time'. She wants to see me again. Maybe I didn't screw this up as much as I thought.

"Sure. So what's the question?"

"How do you know when you're into girls?" I battered my eyes in pure shock. Am I really that obvious? Is she really that forward? Before I could even think about saying anything, Regina was up and out the door. Ruby quickly took her seat and was practically bouncing off the walls.

"Oh my god. Tell me everything" Her loud, excited voice managed to bring me back to reality.

"What do you mean? We were just talking."

"Exactly. Very few people are able to just sit and talk to 'The Regina Mills' and not end up drooling over her. She is normally the one that has the people eating out of the palm of her hand. I was watching you two all night, she was eating out of your hand Emma. So what the hell did you do to her? And are you planning on doing it again?"

"Uh, hello. She's a girl, I'm a girl. I doubt anything is going to happen there."

"Oh please. Emma you come across as bent as a star."

"Am I seriously that obvious?" I couldn't be could I?

"Ha, I knew it. So, what were you talking about with Regina?" The more I thought about it, the more I realised I didn't remember much of our conversation, but I could remember every inch of her face.

"I couldn't tell you even if I knew." I turned towards the door again, simply remembering her walking through the door. Those killer heels. That suit, that made her seem even more dominant. And the blouse that hugged her in all the right places. She was going to cause me some serious trouble, and would be sure to return the favour.

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A/N – I hope this story is good enough for you guys. I am really enjoying writing it. Please comment and review, and always let me know what you think.