Chapter 1

Rosalie's perspective ...

Rosalie walked into the house where no one was waiting for her. Her mother and father had left her when she was 3 years old, since she has lived on stealing. Rosalie was 16 now, she went to class where Mary Margaret taught them like in primary school, Mary Margaret is really a primary school teacher but now she teaches secondary school and some more. Her home was a small cottage, on the outskirts of town.

Rosalie sat down on the chair and cried, Tomorrow they should have parent talk at school, Rosalie hated to lie, but she had no choice, she wrote down a note, where it stood

'Hello, unfortunately we can't come to the meeting tomorrow, we're on vacation in New York, Rosalie is home because she wanted it. We'll be home if not too long. Rosalie is coming and would like to have one write on the conversation you have had, Thank you very much. Esmae Eve.'

Rosalie did not know what had happened to them when she was 3, it was a note that read, when she read it later,

'We have to go, we're sorry Rosalie, but we can't take care of you, we've put up some money so you can buy yourself some food, please forgive us but your father is seriously ill and I can't take care of you alone, take care of yourself. Esmae Eve '

Rosalie used the money if it was an emergency, in the store when she stole. Now she had some food, for a while. She quickly ate the locked door, switched to a pajamas, and fell asleep.

"I'm sorry Miss Blanchard, but Mom and Dad are in New York for a while, they asked me to give you this one."

Rosalie gave her the note, she had written herself.

"IT IS IMPOSSIBLE!"

said Henry, sitting next to Miss Blanchard.

"They can't leave Storybrooke!"

said Henry desperately,

"Well they did it!"

snapped Rosalie, yeah She hated lying.

"Henry has a point, your parents are never here to talk to them, I haven't even seen them!"

said Miss Blanchard.

"Well you have to go to New York to find them!"

snapped Rosalie, They couldn't just finish, so she didn't have to lie!

Miss Blanchard looked at her with 'I don't believe in you' eyes.

Miss Blanchard's perspective ...

Miss Blanchard watched as the 16-year-old girl walked out of her office. She felt a twinge of concern when she saw Rosalie walking toward a bench, and sitting alone, eating. 'Sorry Rosalie, but I don't believe your story, and I just want you to be fine.' Miss Blanchard thought, picking up the phone and dialing Emma's number.

"Sheriff Swan, what can I help you with?"

"Hi Emma. It's Mary Margaret. I was wondering if you can come to school a little, there is no crisis but ... explain when you come. "

"Okay Mary Margaret, I'm on my way"

"Thanks."

Emma's perspective ...

Emma got out of the car and ran up to Mary Margaret's office.

"Hey"

said Emma as she came away.

"Hi"

said Mary Margaret, hugging her.

"What is it?"

Emma asked.

"Eh ... there is a girl, her name is Rosalie, she is 16, and every time there is a meeting with her parents they are '' gone '." I don't know if that's the truth, I'm afraid there's something more in this story we should know about. "

said Mary Margaret, her eyes fell on a very beautiful brunette, she had long hair set up in a scalp braid that went down to the end of her back, with little lilies greased in, her eyes were very pretty bright blue, she was reading a book , about how to navigate the stars, and ate one apple.

"And you want me to check if everything is okay."

said Emma and Mary Margaret nodded.

"On that."

She sat in the car and waited ...

2 and a half hours had passed and Rosalie got out of school, she didn't run toward the school bus like the others, but towards the back of the school and out into the woods, Emma followed quietly.

Rosalie ran towards the end of the forest, she had gone for about 10 minutes and the forest dissolved. Emma struggled more and more to stay hidden now that there was almost no forest left, she saw some bushes where she had a perfect view of the place, it wasn't until Emma looked around, it was a forest that went into the sea. Some distance away, Emma saw the harbor. Rosalie walked toward a small house that had an overview of the entire forest beach. Emma crawled up and down through a was in a bedroom? She hid in the coffin that sat in her room when Rosalie walked in, she sat down in bed and cried.

After a while she took a pillow with a blanket, a book on how to navigate the stars, and some snacks, and climbed up a ladder leading up to the roof, which gave Emma the time she needed, she gently stepped out of the box, and out in the main room, there was a small sofa, no tv, a fridge and a few kitchen benches, an eating table, and some lamps in sunlight, on the drill there was a teddy bear, a half eaten roll, and a box. Emma walked over to the box. There was a note in the box, but it was a note that caught her eye, it was a bright pink note, she picked it up and read it, it stood; ''We have to go, we're sorry Rosalie, but we can't take care of you, we've put up some money so you can buy yourself some food, please forgive us but your father is seriously ill and I can't take care of you alone, take care of yourself. Esmae Eve ''

Emma's eyes testified to what was on the note, she got tears in her eyes and said to yourself 'so there is something wrong with you Rosalie' ...