Of course she had left her book in Regina's classroom; it just had to be there, didn't it? Emma cursed her forgetfulness under her breath, talking to herself in her head.
It's different now. I'll just go in, grab my book and leave; it'll be a piece of cake… I hope. The blonde shook the voice away, brushing down her jumper before knocking tentatively. Immediately, she heard Regina's voice and her heart jumped into her throat.
"Come in." The girl walked into the classroom and saw her teacher sitting tidily behind her desk, her shoes lying next to her chair and her hair tied up into a messy ponytail. Emma's first thought was that the older woman was beautiful. No, she's not. I mean, yes she is, but focus, Swan. The blonde was blushing, and she knew it. Regina looked up from her marking and saw her student standing awkwardly next to door, not knowing what to do.
"What is it, dear? Did you forget something?" Regina asked with a twinkle in her chocolate brown eyes, seeing that the blonde was a little embarrassed. Oh, this could be interesting. "Or maybe you want something from me?" She added with a cheeky smile. Emma gasped sharply at the question, but was brought crashing back to reality. Her heartbeat increased until it was banging against her ribcage, and she tried her hardest to calm down and answer.
"No no I don't want…" She bit down on her tongue - of course she wanted something. She wanted Regina. "I'm just… I'm sorry t-to disturb you… I just forgot my book. Can I…Can I take it?" Emma managed to stutter out, her cheeks flushing dark pink.
Regina just laughed and smiled. "You're cute when you're embarrassed. Of course you can take it, if you remember where you put it and are able to find it." A smirk played at the teacher's lips "You're a scatterbrain, as Ruby said." She laughed again.
Emma rolled her eyes and blushed at the comment, smiling softly. She looked at the brunette's easy expression and relaxed a little bit. "I will find it very quickly and then I'll go." She swore that for the moment she saw an expression of sadness and regret pass over Regina's face, but she wasn't sure because it disappeared all too quickly.
Pushing it from her mind, she started walking to bookshelf. She scanned the shelf, and when she was I unable to find it moments later, she whispered to herself. "I can't believe it. Someone has to have moved it; I bet it was Killian…" The blonde scowled at the thought of the leering scumbag. Regina heard the comment and smiled to herself.
"My dear Emma, no one moves anyone's belongings in this class, even if that someone has to be Mr Jones. Perhaps you simply didn't leave it in here?" Emma turned around slowly and saw huge smile on teacher face.
"You're no help Ms Mills, to be honest." She chuckled lightly. "I'm sure that my book is here." The student took a chair out from under a nearby desk and placed it next to the shelf. Regina watched every move her student made intently, frowning softly at the amount of noise she was making as she rummaged through the shelf.
"How is it possible that one person can make so much noise?" The teacher laughed at her student, leaning back in her hair. "But also, I would never consider you as the type of girl who needs help." Regina grinned and shot Emma a wink, who felt a blush rise to her cheeks. She looked away hurriedly, searching the shelf once more.
The blonde leaned back slightly to et a better view of the whole shelf, but as she did so, she lost balance for a moment. "Ah, shit!" She hissed, trying to rebalance herself.
"Ms Swan, language!" Emma felt that her teacher's gaze penetrating through her. The blonde guessed that Regina was thoroughly amused at her clumsiness, and upon turning to look at the older woman, she saw that she right - the brunette was smiling from ear to ear.
Emma kept searching but couldn't find it, so she decided that she should check the last shelf. She stood on one foot, stretching herself so that she could just about see. Suddenly, she lost her balance again, and felt herself toppling backwards. But this time, she felt a soft touch on hers thigh that sent shivers up her spine.
Regina lunged forwards to steady her student; she had no idea when they became this close, but the thought of Emma falling off the chair and injuring herself made her feel sick.
Emma felt nervous and she didn't know what to do; she'd never been this close to Regina before and it was making her break out into a sweat.
"Be careful my dear, we wouldn't want anything to happen to such a pretty girl." She felt the blonde wobble on the chair, her knees buckling slightly. "Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you need a little help sometimes, Emma." She commented with a wink, grinning to herself. When Regina made no move to remove the hand that was gently rubbing the clothed skin of her thigh, Emma spoke up.
"Umm… Thank you Ms Mills. I found my book." She said, slowly getting down from the chair, clutching the book tightly in her hand. Regina moved back a little, to allow the blonde some space, bur she still stood very close to the girl.
"Why, not a problem, dear."