Lola had never gotten in trouble before. She always behaved, got her schoolwork in on time, and was basically the poster child for good character. She had many friends, and was quite popular amongst her class.

And then one day, everything changed. A new boy had arrived at school, and was very quiet. He didn't know anyone, but most people took his quietness as an opportunity to pick on him. After all, quiet kids were easy targets.

It was lunchtime, and everyone was at their usual tables. High school wasn't like what the movies depicted at all, as Lola had found out on the first day. But, some things were true. Like who sat with who at lunch.

Lola sat at her usual table with all of her friends, the school-dubbed "cool table", and watched as the new kid looked around the lunchroom with a bit of sadness and terror. She remembered her first day of high school, except she had had her girls with her.

She went to wave the new kid over when he started walking towards what everyone knew was the "bad boy" table. Everyone there had broken thousands of rules and was written up and sent to the office about 10 times a day.

"He's not making a good move," Maggie whispered to Lola. "Should we go help him out?"

"And risk getting our butts kicked?" Maci, Maggie's twin, whispered. "No way! Let's just see how this plays out."

Lola rolled her eyes. She loved Maggie and Maci to death, but they weren't the brightest tools in the shed. Out of all of Lola's friends, they were the ones who made her laugh the most.

"You guys are being ridiculous," Angela said, rolling her eyes. "We can't just sit here and watch him get his ass kicked by those tough guys."

"Too late," Emily said, pointing at the table. "Look."

The group of girls looked over at the bad boy table. Sure enough, the new kid's lunch was on the ground and the ringleader, Brock, was lifting him into the air.

"We can't just let him get beaten up," Lola said. "He was just trying to make friends!"

"Lola, you can't interfere," Angela said. "You know the unspoken rule. Ringleaders don't mess with each other. We live our happy little lives without ever talking to each other at lunch. That's how it works."

"I'm not going to let him get beaten up," Lola said strongly, standing up. Purple and white sparks danced on the end of her fingertips as she walked over to Brock. The rest of the girls looked away. This wasn't going to be good.

Regina stood outside of the high school, waiting impatiently for Emma to show up. She had been in the middle of a meeting when she had gotten a phone call from Lola's school that she was in the principal's office for using her magic on another student.

For as long as she had had magic, Emma and Regina had given Lola one rule: never use magic on another person unless it's an emergency.

"Hey," Emma greeted as she walked up to Regina. "Before you say anything, take a few deep breaths. No freaking out. I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for all of this."

"She used her magic on another person!" Regina argued. "We've only given her one rule, and she broke it."

"We told her not to use magic on another person unless it was an emergency," Emma countered. "You have no idea what went on that she used her magic for. Give her some credit."

Regina sighed. "Fine. You're right. But if it was for something little like a stolen crush-"

"I know," Emma said, taking her hand and intertwining their fingers. "You'll ground her until she's dead."

The principal looked slightly intimidated as Regina and Emma walked into the room. After all, it's not everyday that the mayor and the Savior walk into your office to deal with their magical child.

"Good afternoon to the both of you," the principal greeted. "I have heard much about you as I'm sure you can guess, and it's lovely to meet you at last. Although I wish it was under better circumstances."

"As do I," Regina said, glaring at Lola. Emma kicked her lightly.

"I swear I have a good reason," Lola said. "There was this new kid, and he was going to be beaten up by Brock. Nobody stands up to Brock, but I couldn't just let this new kid get beaten up. The only way to stop him was with magic."

"Did you try words?" Emma asked.

"Of course I did," Lola said. "I told him to put the kid down, but he didn't. So I gave him a little shock, that's all."

"She could have done worse," Emma said, looking at her wife and the principal.

"That's not the point," Regina said. "Lola, we give you rules for a reason. You aren't supposed to use your magic to hurt other people, ever."

"I was helping another person!" Lola said. "You two use your magic on other people to be hero's all the time! I was just doing the same thing."

The principal folded his hands under his chin and leaned forward. "I understand the situation perfectly, and I have no doubt that you did the right thing. However, I will have to give you one lunch detention for engaging in a fight."

"Fine," Lola said. "That I'll take."

As soon as they got home, Lola ran up to her room. She didn't want to talk to either of her mothers, especially Regina.

"Lo," Emma called after her. Lola just kept running.

"Just leave her," Regina said. "When she comes down, then we can give out her punishment."

"What punishment?" Emma asked. "I don't think that's necessary. She didn't do anything wrong."

Regina looked at Emma in disbelief. "Are you crazy? She used her magic-"

"To help another person," Emma interrupted. "We should be rewarding her! She was doing what we used to do on a daily basis, and still have to do sometimes. She used her magic in a good way to help someone who was in need. So what if she hurt this other kid? He deserved it."

"That's a twisted way to look at it," Regina mumbled.

"Maybe," Emma said. "But at the same time, true."

Regina sighed. "Fine. No punishment. But if she ever uses her magic on someone again-"

Emma rolled her eyes. "Don't make empty threats. Besides, Lola is a magical hero and you know it."

Kind of a more Lola-focused chapter, but I liked the idea.