Narrators Pov
Beep, beep, beep.
Emma jumps up and grips her dirty baby blue stuffed bunny, gasping in fear from the sound of her alarm going off. She rolls over and she hits the button at the top of the alarm clock turning it off and looks at the time.
( 7:30)
Emma sighs, gets up, and stretches/yawns. She puts her thumb into her mouth as she walks to the bathroom which is occupied as usual. Emma knocks on the door gently. The door swings open and Killian, Emma's oldest foster brother comes into the door frame. Emma's body stiffens as she immediately feels fear rush through her veins at the sight of Killian. Killian smirks as he looks slightly down at Emma.
"So, the little tyke has woken up. I see your still a bastard aye?", Killian asks with a smirk.
Emma looks down afraid that if she says something Killian will become upset. After a few seconds of silence Emma feels the back of Killian's hand hit her straight across the face. Emma falls to the ground and clutches her ever growing red cheek as tears falls down her face. Killian erupts with laughter, laughing so hard that he doubles over and holds his stomach with his hands. After recovering from his laughter Killian looks at Emma who is still on the floor crying and holding her cheek. Killian spits on Emma.
"Weak ass. Get the fuck up and stop all of that got-damned noise. You know your never going to get anywhere right? Always acting like a fucking baby. Bitch ass.", Killian kicks Emma in her stomach before walking away.
Emma gags and coughs due to the kick and the cries harder. Emma manages to get up and crawl into the bathroom were she closes and locks the door. She uses the sink counter to pull herself up onto her feet grunting as she does so. Emma looks at her face in the mirror and notices that her cheek is starting to turn a little bit blue. Emma winces and then she glances at the clock that is on the wall.
(7:45)
Shit.
Emma quickly slips out of little space and brushes her teeth starting her hygiene routine. After about 20 minutes Emma has finished her hygiene, got dressed, and is walking out the door. Emma sees the bus drive off with out her meaning she missed it. With a loud huff Emma starts trekking to school knowing that she is late and hopping that her teachers are not bitches this year. As Emma treks she starts to get lost in thought like she usually does.
Emma's Pov
When I was born my parents just left me on the side of the highway to die. Ever since then my life has been fucked up. Hi. My name is Emma Elizabeth Swan. I am a junior at Storybrooke High and I am currently 17. My foster mother Ingrid is really nice, well when her boyfriend ross or whatever his name is is not around. But Killian is the eldest child of the four (including me) children that Ingrid fosters. Killian likes to abuse me mentally, physically, and sometimes sexually because of the fact that he knows that I am a little. He also knows that I am a lesbian which makes his wrath even worst. Why me?
"Emma!", My best friends Ruby and Belle run over to me from their lockers.
I was so deep in thought that I never even realized that I had made it to school grounds. I hug Belle and then Ruby. We walk over to my locker and I open it taking out my books and phone and then I put my book-bag into the locker.
"So Em how have you been?", Ruby asks while she applies some more lip gloss to her already glossy lips.
"Same as always Rubes same as always.", I reply with a sad look on my face.
Belle rubs slow circles around my back. Belle and ruby are the only people that knows about my situation with Killian and Ryan or whatever Ingrid's boyfriend is called. They are so supportive all the time and I appreciate them for that.
"Ems you have to tell someone at some point love. It is not healthy or safe for you to be living like that.", Belle says soothingly.
"Belle you already know that the reason why I don't say anything is because Ingrid is so nice when Ricky isn't around. She is the best foster mother that I have had since I was three.", I say sadly trying not to slip into little space.
"Oh to hell with that bitch! If she was such a great mother she would not let her other foster kid beat the shit out of you, and then her boyfriend Ronald is always talking shit and she just lets him.", Ruby says slightly frustrated.
The bell rings alerting all students to get to their classes. Ruby sighs and hugs me and then she and bells walks off to their classes. I close my locker and I pull out my time sheet. Time Sheet Contents: Home room: H. Jekyll, Creative Writing: R. Mills, English: M.M. Margret, Biology: S. Glass, Open Lunch, French: R. Mills, Art: A. Wright, Math: L. Tremaine, American History: H. Jekyll.
I see that I missed homeroom and so I head to creative writing. When I get to the class room all of the students are there and the only seat that is left is the one that is directly in front of the teachers desk. I sit down and just as I get comfortable I hear heels clicking down the hallway. The sound gets closer and closer until a absolutely breath snatching goddess walks into the classroom sitting her belongings neatly on the desk. The sexy woman spins around on her heel and writes Mrs. Mills on the board in perfectly neat hand writing. .
"Hello class. I am Regina Maria Mills but you all will call me Mrs. Mills. I am your Creative writing teacher for this dreadful school year. Lets begin shall we?", Hearing her voice makes me have to fight the urge to go into little space. This gorgeous woman looks at us and if looks could kill we would all be dead but I like it.
This year is going to be hard as hell but I am excited to get to know more about this new teacher.