A/N: Two updates in two days? Who am I? I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter, because I really love where I'm going with this story and I can't wait to write more! Oh, and by the way, it's been scientifically proven that reviews make me write faster, soooo ;) Pease review!
The ride up to Syracuse was uneventful. Emma spent it reading a book, and glancing over at her professor every once in a while. Miss Mills was seated diagonally from Emma. She had earphones in, and was concentrating hard on the laptop screen in front of her. She'd let out an irritated sigh every half an hour or so, but other than that, she was silent. Ruby Lucas was also on the bus, and stared at Emma continuously throughout the ride, while Emma tried her best to ignore her.
"Emma! We're here! Look!" Mary Margaret said excitedly, tapping Emma's shoulder and pointing out of the window of the moving bus. They were pulling into the parking lot of their hotel.
"I can't believe we're staying at this place again. Do you remember how much fun we had last year? Ugh, I can't wait to be in the that amazing hot tub again!" Emma said, gazing at the five star hotel where NYU had booked their rooms for the second year in a row.
"I know, oh my god. We're going down to the pool first thing after we get back tonight." Mary Margaret said. Emma nodded in agreement. As the bus rolled to a stop just outside the lobby, Miss Mills stood up, clipboard in hand. She cleared her throat.
"Ladies. Listen up, because I will not be repeating myself. The school has booked your rooms, and I trust you all have your check in information. You are all to go into the lobby and check into your rooms. Settle in, and then find yourselves some lunch. Do not stray too far, as you are all expected on the Syracuse campus at 1 PM sharp for the opening ceremonies of the tournament. You have approximately an hour and a half, so I suggest you get going." Miss Mills said, ending her spiel by stepping off the bus, suitcase in tow.
As captain of her team, Emma was supposedly in charge, which is why she was the last one checking in after making sure her fellow teammates were all done.
"Hi!" Emma said to the attendant in the lobby with a bright smile, "Emma Swan. My info sheet says I'm room 732 on the seventh floor." The attendant returned her smile, and turned her eyes to the computer screen in front of her. After clicking some keys, her brows furrowed.
"I'm sorry ma'am, you said Emma Swan? We don't have a reservation down for you." The attendant said, looking apologetic. "Shit," Emma thought, "Just my fucking luck."
"Shit. Do you have any other rooms I could reserve?" Emma asked hopefully.
"I'm afraid not. I'm so sorry." The attendant said. Emma turned and leaned against the counter, throwing her head up in exasperation. She should have known something ridiculous like this would happen today.
"Miss Swan? Is there a problem?" said a familiar voice. Emma's head snapped up, a sheepish look on her face.
"Oh, hey Miss Mills. Apparently my reservation never went through, and the hotel doesn't have any other rooms available, so I'm kinda screwed." Emma said. The professor raised her eyebrows at Emma's choice of words. She brushed by Emma, and spoke to the attendant.
"Regina Mills. I have a suite booked on the seventeenth floor." She said, looking at the attendant expectantly.
"Yes ma'am. How many keys would you like?" The attendant asked, clicking away on her keyboard.
"Two please." Regina said without a pause. Emma looked at her in astonishment. She couldn't stay in the same room as her professor… That was so unprofessional… And so un Regina Mills. Plus, Emma was trying to get over her crush on Miss Mills, not make it ten times worse. The attendant handed Miss Mills two key cards, and Miss Mills thanked her with a tight smile. She then turned, and walked towards the elevator.
"Well, Miss Swan? Are you coming?" She called over her shoulder when Emma didn't follow her. Emma gulped.
A/N: super short, I know, but it's obviously leading up to the fun stuff! PLEASE review! I'll love you forever!