I woke up with a splitting headache. I still couldn't get yesterday out of my head, and how mad Regina was with me. I wish she wasn't this mad, but today I am going to try and fix this problem, whether if she wants to or not. Because, I cant take her being mad at me.

I woke up extra early so I could get there when she did. And we could talk about this before class.

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I arrived at the school and headed in. I made my way for Regina's class. I opened the door only to notice she wasn't there.

"May I help you miss?" The teacher questioned.

"Yes, where is Miss Mills?" I asked.

"She took a few days off" she responded.

"Oh" I shut the door and went back outside of the school.

A few days off? Because of me standing her up?

I pulled out my phone to text her, I hope she would answer me.

E: I'm sorry, please talk to me. I didn't mean to stand you up. I really didn't, please Regina talk to me.

I sent the message and shut off my phone since the bell had rung and I needed to head to class, the class I didn't want to be in.

I took my phone out to see if Regina had responded to me, I went to our messages,

Read 7:45

She read my message twenty minutes ago, but didn't answer.. why? Why is she punishing me so much for this little thing?

E: please talk to me..

I sent that message, hopefully she'd respond this time.

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(Regina's POV)

My phone went off and I looked at the message, it was from Emma. But, I'm still not over what she did. I'm still not over how she didn't show up when she told me that she heard every word I said.

I opened the message, I wasn't sure if I should respond, and why was she texting me in class?

R: Shouldn't you be learning?

E: You're more important than that right now, and I want to work this out with you, please?

I looked at the message, I wasn't sure if should give her another chance. I mean, it was a little mistake, but what if these mistakes happen again? I need someone who'll listen to the words I say, not someone who'll zone out when I talk.

E: Please, let's just talk this out?

R: Ok

I wasn't really up to talking it out right now, but if I didn't agree I knew she wouldn't stop texting me. So, I had basically no choice but to agree with her.

E: My house tonight at 8, my mom won't be home.

R: Ok

I shut off my phone and realized I had about twelve hours till I met up with her.

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(Emma's POV)

I got her to come over, that's good. Now, I just have to say the things I was going to say to her this morning, tonight.

The day had gone by pretty slow, the classes were boring, and I just couldn't wait to meet up with Regina.

I just couldn't wait to make up with her, and go back to being okay with each other, and have everything be okay.

the school day has finally ended, I head home and get ready for tonight. I make sure everything I'm going to say makes sense, I make sure my sorry's are convincing enough to let her apologize.

I hope it's enough.

I took a shower and got ready for Regina to come over, I wasn't sure what to really wear since, we were just talking.

nothing too intimidating, but nothing too bummed out.

I put on leggings and a white shirt.

I stepped in front of the mirror just to make sure I didn't look to bad for our talk. I wanted to make things better with her, not worse. And starting off by not dressing like I don't care is hopefully a start.

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(Regina's POV)

Eventually seven o'clock had came around and I needed to get up to meet Emma. It was something I've been dreading the whole day, but it's finally here.

I got up threw on some jeans and a random shirt, I mean we're just talking?

I walked to the mirror and made sure I didn't look too bad for this talk. And then I headed towards the car.

The whole drive there all I could think about how I was supposed to talk to her, and how I was supposed to forgive her and just be okay with her not listening.

I wasn't really sure how this was going to work out. I'm not even sure if it was going to work out in her favor or mine. We'll just have to hope for the best.

I finally arrived at Emma's house. I made sure Mary Margaret's car was no where insight, I didn't want to get in trouble for meeting up with her daughter at night.

I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. All I could really do was stare at her house. I wanted to make things better, but what if they don't get better at all? And they just end up getting worse? What if her sorry's aren't convincing enough or what if what I have planned out in my head just makes this situation worse too.

I hope not, making this situation worse is the last thing I need.

I walked up to her door, and took one more deep breath before knocking.

It wasn't long before Emma had opened the door, even when I'm upset with her she's still so beautiful. Everything about her is just beautiful.

"Regina, hey" she smiled.

"Hey" I gave her a small smile back.

"Come on in" she motioned her hand telling me to come in.

I stepped inside the house, please don't let either of us make this situation worse than it is.