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1.59

"And remember class, the Art History gala is this Friday night in the St. Clair Hall. It's a black tie event, so if you're coming, please dress appropriately." Professor Mills called, throwing Ruby a pointed look. Emma snorted to herself.

"Hey." A bright voice sounded above her. Emma paused for a moment and exhaled. What now? She thought. She glanced up and tried her best to give a convincing smile.

"What's up, Rubes?"

"What are you doing tonight?" She asked with a cheeky grin.

"I have plans." She stated. Ruby frowned.

"What are they?"

Emma sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"I'm meeting Professor Mills and a few other students to go over some research stuff." She said pointedly, not looking at Ruby and packing away her things.

"Oh. Sounds boring." Ruby replied flippantly. "Want to come over after?" She asked hopefully. Emma stopped suddenly and looked up at her.

"Why?" She asked curiously.

"Hang out, watch a movie, eat pizza." She shrugged.

"I don't know if that's a good idea, Ruby."

Yeah, and I don't trust you as far as I can throw you. She thought silently.

"Why not?" Ruby asked, clearly offended.

"Because. I. I just don't." She stammered, standing up.

"Oh, come on Em! The girls are so boring sometimes, I want to hang out with someone who talks about something other than their Instagram aesthetic for once." She pleaded. "Pleaseeee." She whined. "I'll buy the pizza?" She offered, batting her eyelashes. Emma sucked in a deep breath, trying desperately to think of a valid excuse not to go, but coming up short. What the hell am I doing? She thought.

"Fine." She breathed. "But I'm not sleeping over." She added with a raised brow.

"We can negotiate terms later." Ruby replied offhandedly.

"Ruby." Emma said sternly.

"Fine, fine, no sleepovers!" She huffed. "I'll text you deets later. Bye, Em." She winked, turning away and bouncing off. What the fuck have I gotten myself into? She thought, picking up her bag and groaning.

"I wonder if Ms. Lucas is accustomed to hearing the word 'no'" Came a voice. Emma looked up to see Professor Mills smirking at her. She exhaled loudly, running a hand through her hair and frowning in disbelief.

"Why does this keep happening?" She asked no one in particular.

"Honestly, Ms. Swan, I'm beginning to ask myself the same question." The professor quirked. Emma chuckled and shook her head. "Are you fully prepared for this evening?" She asked. Emma cleared her throat.

"Yep. Mulan and I have been going back and forth quite a bit this week. I think we've got some pretty good stuff to present." She stated confidently. The professor nodded.

"Good. I look forward to hearing it." She replied, gathering up her things. "You are excused Ms. Swan." She added with a small smirk when she noticed the blonde still stood there, staring at her.

"Oh, uh. Right. Sorry. Bye Professor." She said hastily, rushing out of the room.

7pm

The meeting went well. Really well, actually. Professor Mills had been thoroughly impressed with the research her and Mulan had presented. They were both grinning like idiots when they'd finished. Robin, however, had not been so lucky. He spent the remainder of the meeting with a permanent scowl fixed on his face after the Professor told him that his work was not good enough and that if he 'kept up this level of lethargy', he would be kicked off the project. Emma couldn't help but smile to herself when he mumbled an apology and slumped back down in his chair.

"That was great!" Mulan said giddily. "We make a good team." She grinned. Emma smiled warmly at her. "Hey, so I was wondering." She started shyly. "I know it's kinda late, but how about that coffee?" She asked, blushing slightly. Emma gave her a crooked smile.

"Yeah, sure. That would be great." She replied, her face dropping suddenly when she remembered. "Shit." She cursed. "I forgot. I'm supposed to be meeting a friend tonight." She said disappointedly. Mulan looked equally disappointed.

"Oh."

"Rain check?" Emma added hopefully. Mulan smiled sweetly at her.

"Of course." She nodded. "Anyway, have fun with your friend. I'll catch you later." She said, leaving with a flourish. Fucking Ruby Emma sighed. She picked up her backpack and noticed the Professor gazing at her with a curious smile. Emma's stomach flipped. Why does she always have to look so god damn sexy? She wondered, glancing down at her perfect figure in her usual outfit; pencil skirt, silk blouse and fitted blazer. She always looked positively polished, smart, sophisticated, sexy as hell. Emma looked down at her own outfit. She too looked smart, but with a slight edge. She wore a fitted black high neck top tucked into navy blue, ankle grazer, skinny cigarette trousers, complimented by black patent loafers and her signature black leather jacket. She was used to receiving compliments on her fashion choices.

"Ms. Swan. I do hope you'll be making an appearance at the gala on Friday?" She asked. Emma noticed the Professor give her a once over, which made her mouth run dry.

"Why? Need a date?" She asked suggestively, laughing when she noted the surprised amusement on the Professor's face.

"And you think you would be a suitable candidate?" She retorted with a smirk and raised brow. Emma feigned offence.

"You should be so lucky." She scoffed. The professor laughed that rich laugh that made Emma weak at the knees. She swallowed thickly and smiled.

"I do just fine on my own, Ms. Swan." The professor quipped, folding her arms.

"I bet you do." Emma replied softly. The professor's eyes widened. "Anyway, I better get going. Have a nice evening Professor Mills." She smiled knowingly.

"You too, Ms. Swan." The professor said, staring after her.

7.30pm

Emma walked up to the Delta Kappa house, her mind still clouded with thoughts of her recent encounter with the Professor. She couldn't tell how Regina felt about her. She knew they got on well, but the brunette was so hard to get a read on. Emma tried not to give too much away herself, but her flirtatious comments spoke volumes. Sometimes she thought the Professor might be flirting back a little, but every time she thought she detected a hint of something more, it disappeared just as quickly. Her mind was still wandering as the door to the Delta house was suddenly wrenched open and there stood Ruby in the tiniest pair of pyjamas Emma had ever seen.

"Uh, hi Ruby." Emma said, slightly taken aback.

"Em!" She said brightly, pulling her into a tight hug. "Come in!" She said, grabbing her hand and pulling her inside. They walked through the entrance hall and past the kitchen, where a few other girls were sat around an island table on their phones, they looked up at the sound of her and Ruby rushing past.

"Emma?" Called Aurora curiously. "I didn't know you were coming over tonight." She said with a raised brow, staring between her and Ruby.

"I invited her." Ruby said with a slight glare. If Aurora noticed, she didn't seem to care.

"Want to join us?" Aurora asked with a flirtatious smile.

"No. We're going to my room." Ruby said sharply. Aurora looked at her like she was an annoying fly to be batted away. Emma smirked to herself. I wonder what that's about. She thought. Aurora shrugged.

"Okay. But if you get bored, you're always welcome to come hang with us, Em." Aurora smiled suggestively. Emma gave her a crooked smile and Ruby looked like she was about to strangle her right there and then.

"Come on, Em." She said fiercely, pulling her up the stairs.

"Bye ladies!" Emma called with a sheepish grin. Aurora gave her a little wave as she was dragged away.

"Ugh, I hate that bitch." Ruby spat, slamming her bedroom door.

Emma stepped into the brunette's room, glancing around. Her gaze was immediately drawn to a desk in the corner, which was buried by a mountain of scattered papers and sketch pads. Emma slowly walked over to the desk, peering at the wall above, which several sketches and drawings were tacked to.

"Holy shit." She breathed.

"What?" Ruby asked confusedly.

"Ruby, these are amazing." Emma said softly, tracing her finger over a particularly captivating nude sketch. And they were, all of them. Emma looked at them all individually, a collection of portrait and nude, among other drawings. All incredibly well detailed, unique and beautiful. Emma's mouth hung open slightly.

"Oh. Thanks." Ruby said shyly, walking over to stand beside Emma.

"I had no idea you were so talented Rubes. You've never mentioned any of this before." Emma said, dumbfounded. She turned her head to look at Ruby, who's eyes were glazing over the sketches on the wall.

"Well I didn't get into CAU because of my knowledge of art history, did I?" She said sarcastically. Emma snorted.

"No, I guess not. But seriously Rubes, you're insanely talented." Emma said adamantly. Ruby smiled shyly.

"Thanks, Em."

"Do you know what you're majoring in?" Emma asked.

"Fine Art." Ruby stated.

"Makes sense. What do you want to do?"

"Well I love to draw, always have. I'd be happy doing anything artistic, really. Apart from Art History, obvie." She noted with a grin. "Portrait is my main thing, but I don't want to limit myself, you know? So right now I'm playing the field, trying a bit of everything, seeing what I like." Emma nodded.

"I feel like I'm seeing a whole new side of you." She said incredulously. Ruby grinned.

"Oh yeah? How do I look?" She asked, biting down on her forefinger and popping her hip. Emma laughed.

"Asshole." She chuckled, pushing Ruby's shoulder lightly. "So, what's the deal with you and Queen Bee?" Emma smirked. Ruby huffed and plopped down onto the bed, folding her arms.

"She's such a condescending bitch. She thinks she's hot shit because Cindy told her she was a shoe-in for next year's presidency. Whatever." Ruby scoffed.

"Ooh, has someone got a case of the green eyed monster?" Emma mocked. Ruby grimaced.

"Ugh, fuck no. I just can't stand the thought of that two-faced slut running the show. It would be hell." She stated.

"She always seems kind of nice to me." Emma shrugged.

"Well, trust me, she's not." Ruby frowned. Something told Emma not to press the subject any further.

"So, what film are we watching?" She asked lightly, changing the subject.

"Oh yeah!" Ruby exclaimed, jumping up and wandering over to a rack of DVDs on the other side of her room. "Umm… I've got… The Notebook, If I Stay, Dear John-"

"Anything not totally lame?" Emma groaned. Ruby grinned at her, waving a DVD.

"How about Fifty Shades?" She said, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Seriously? I said something not lame." Emma sighed.

"What! Fifty Shades it totally awesome." Ruby said defensively. Emma couldn't be bothered to argue.

"Fine, just put it in." She resigned.

8pm

They were about half an hour into the film and Ruby was snuggled up beside Emma. She'd tried to resist, but Ruby was persistent, so in the end she just gave up.

"Do you think she's hot?" Ruby asked, looking up at her. Emma frowned.

"Who, the boring brunette chick?" She asked.

"Yeah. I think she's kind of hot." Ruby said with a grin.

"She's okay, not my type." Emma shrugged.

"What is your type?" Ruby asked interestedly, sitting up slightly.

"Uh… I don't know really." She answered, running a hand through her hair.

"You know, it's totally sexy when you do that." Ruby said, eyeing the hand that was disappearing into Emma's blonde curls with a devilish glint in her eye. So I've heard. She thought, slowly pulling her hand out, watching Ruby carefully.

"Uh…"

"Do you find me attractive?" Ruby asked sexily. Emma swallowed and ran her eyes over the brunette. She did look incredibly sexy in those tiny pyjama shorts. No. Don't even think about it. She thought.

"Em?" Ruby said, pulling Emma out of her daze. She tore her eyes away from Ruby's figure to meet her lust-filled gaze. Oh, fuck. She thought. Before she could even respond, Ruby pounced. Pushing her down onto the bed and enveloping her lips into a harsh kiss in one swift move. Emma's eyes darted wildly, the weight of Ruby's hips forcing her down. She tried to reach up her arms, but Ruby slammed them back onto the bed. She tore her mouth from Emma's, who sucked in a deep breath. Emma looked up, panting, Ruby's green eyes were darkened with burning desire. "Ruby, what the f-" she gasped, but before she could finish Ruby's lips forced themselves onto hers once again. Emma writhed underneath her, but couldn't stop the low moan that escaped her throat when she felt Ruby's hands push under her shirt. She sighed, grabbing onto the back of Ruby's head and forcefully pushing her hands through her hair, deepening their kiss. Ruby moaned when their tongues met, battling each other for dominance. Emma gasped when she felt a firm hand clutching at one of her breasts. "Fuck" she hissed. Ruby began biting and sucking at her neck, swiping a tongue up her ear and nibbling on her earlobe.

"I want to fuck you." She breathed against her ear, the words dripping with lust. Emma growled, feeling a familiar stirring in her core, accompanied by a wetness between her legs. Oh, what the hell? She thought, flipping them over so she was straddling Ruby.

"We'll see about that." She breathed.

2am

Emma woke up with a jolt. Wild green eyes darted around the unfamiliar room. Where the fuck am I? She thought. Her muddled brain, drowsy from sleep, was desperately trying to piece together the evenings events when she heard a quiet whimper beside her. Emma glanced down and saw Ruby curled up under her arm, asleep, completely naked. Emma closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Now she remembered. An entanglement of legs and lips and tongues and teeth raced through her mind whilst she tried to figure out her next move. She had fucked Ruby. Ruby. Fucking Ruby. She wanted to bang her head against a wall, but she also needed to get the hell out of there, fast. What was she thinking? She knew coming to the Delta house was a bad idea, she knew that Ruby was going to try something, and she had just foolishly let it happen. Now what? Now you're going to have to deal with the aftermath. She thought, kicking herself. You just couldn't keep it in your pants, could you, Swan? Emma sucked in a short breath and pulled her arm out from under Ruby, as slowly and as gently as humanly possible. Ruby whimpered again and turned the other way. Emma held her breath and waited until she saw Ruby's body rise and fall with even breaths. Thank fuck. She thought, slowly lifting up the covers and slipping out of the bed. Emma glanced around the floor, searching for her clothes, which were scattered around the room. Creeping quietly she gathered up her shirt, jeans and shoes, quickly pulling on her underwear before she made her way to the door. She stole a glance back at Ruby to make sure she was still sleeping. When she decided it was safe, she slowly opened the door, edged out and closed it behind her. She exhaled loudly as she heard the door click in place. Still in her underwear she crept down the stairs. She was tip-toeing past the kitchen when she heard someone quietly clear their throat. Emma stopped dead in her tracks and turned to find Aurora sitting at the kitchen table, working on her laptop.

"I didn't think dine and dash was your style, Swan." She smirked. Emma closed her eyes and straightened her posture. Aurora's eyes glazed over Emma's half naked body, her eyebrows raising appreciatively.

"Can't say I blame you, though. Most people who spend too much time around Ruby end up running as fast as possible in the other direction." She quipped.

"Hey, it's not like that." Emma said defensively. Aurora peered at her over her glasses.

"Oh no? What's it like then?" She asked condescendingly.

"It's…" Emma sighed because, well, she did have a point, but Aurora was being an asshole and it's not like Ruby was that bad.

"Thought so." Aurora said, turning back to her laptop.

"Look, Ruby's… Well… It doesn't matter. The point is, this is nothing to do with her." Emma stated, pulling on her jeans. She paused, sighing. "I don't want her to feel bad, I just don't do sleepovers." She said, buttoning up her shirt.

"Evidently." Aurora said dismissively. What a bitch. Thought Emma.

"I know it's none of my business, but you should lay off of her." Emma said, pulling on her shoes.

"I'm not the one sneaking out of her room at 2am." She replied spitefully.

Emma winced and ran a hand through her hair before walking out the door.

"Bye, Emma." She heard a voice call after her.

2.20am

Emma was about to unlock the door to her room when she heard giggling from down the hallway. She looked up to see Belle and David walking towards her, their arms around each other. Belle's eyes widened in surprise when she saw her.

"Emma!" She said brightly. "You're coming home late! Where have you been?" She asked.

"I could say the same about you two." She responded, raising a brow and glancing between the two of them. Belle giggled again.

"We were just out on the campus field, star-gazing." She smiled, peering up at David, who was looking at her like he might propose at any moment. Emma struggled to choke down vomit.

"Cute." She managed.

"Where have you been?" Belle asked questioningly.

"Oh, uh." She stammered, trying to think of an excuse. "Just, uh… hanging out." She attempted pathetically. Belle raised an eyebrow and shrugged out from under David's arm.

"Who with?" She asked pointedly.

"Oh. No one interesting. Just some uh… People, at a… Place." She lied. She didn't think it would be a good idea to tell Belle she was with Ruby. But she was a terrible liar. Belle looked at her like she was trying to read her mind. Emma ran a hand through her hair and laughed nervously.

"You're acting weird." She said.

"No I'm not." Emma said defensively.

"Yes you are. You're coming home at 2 in the morning, your hair is standing on end, your make-up is all messed up and you won't tell us who you were with. What's the deal, Em?" She asked, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.

"Jesus, what are you, my mother?" Emma replied irritably. Belle frowned.

"No. I'm your friend who's making sure you're okay." She said gently. Emma immediately felt guilty.

"I'm fine, I'm just… Tired, okay? I'm sorry." She sighed. "I really just want to go to sleep. Can we talk in the morning?"

"Yeah sure." Belle resigned. "Night then." She said, her and David wandering off to her room.

"Night." Emma unlocked her door, let herself in and leant against it, sighing.

God damn it.

Looks like Emma's getting herself into a spot of trouble! I'm very curious to know what you guys think of this one. Sorry it's a little shorter than the others. The next chapter is going to be very SwanQueen focused, so please bear with me! I just really wanted to write this bit of the story.

Stay tuned for Chapter 5! :)