We walk side by side the rest of the way to her house in a comfortable silence. I look at the huge mansion like house in awe before saying, "you live here?" more as a statement then a question.
"Indeed I do." she says with a sigh.
I raise my eyebrow in question, "Hey, what's wrong?" I ask.
"Nothing, I'll see you soon Emma" As she begins to walk up her path I shout, "Wait!"
She stops in her tracks and looks at me. "Do you want to come get lunch with me? please? It's just...I haven't made any friends yet and you seem nice, and it will give me a chance to get to know you, which will then make me feel guilty if I treat you like shit and it will stop me so I don't upset you..." I ramble a bunch of excuses thinking I need to stay with her so Tramp has an excuse.
"Alex, er, Emma, I don't know if that's such a good idea, i'm not exactly liked in Storybrooke. So being around me really wont help with making friends." She says in a sorry tone.
"Well, if they don't like you then why would I want to be friends with them?" I say.
She sighs, "But I'm going to be your teacher, and last time I checked it would be inappropriate behavior."
I smirks as I replied, "yes you are going to be my teacher, but as of right now we are just two people eating lunch together and there's nothing wrong with that." She doesn't reply but just walks down the path towards me and we walk together to Granny's Diner.
We walk in and the bell alerts everyone that somebody has entered the old fashioned diner. Not many people look up but those who do look displeased. I turn to Regina who is stood slightly behind me who looks extremely out of place and upset, "What's up?"
"As I've said, I'm not very liked. Maybe I should just go." She turns to leave but I grab her hand and pull her to a booth noting how soft it is.
"You aren't leaving, what ever they have against you they can shove up their ass 'cause last time I checked, none of them own you and control where you go."
"Emma, you don't know me. I hurt a lot of people in my past."
"Exactly, in your past, where it belong's"
We order our food and the waitress "accidentally" forgot Regina's drink and when she actually got it she spilt some on the floor and table. I ordered a grilled cheese and some fries with a coke, whereas she ordered a salad and water. As we eat I hear a few whispers but nothing to bad. Well, until a guy sporting a black leather jacket stands up on a table and shouts, "aye lads, looks like the evil wench found somebody who can stand to be within 10 meters of her." I glare at him and shout back, "Who the fuck are you."
He jumps off the table and walks up to us and says, "The name is Jones, Killian Jones.", with what I can assume he thinks is a sexy facial expression.
"Yeah, you know when somebody is failing at life when they use a James Bond quote and think it's sexy. I mean no dis to James Bond but he is the only one who should use that or it comes across as a bit pathetic."
He ignores me and looks at Regina, "So, Miss Mills, I have to ask, how much did you have to pay her to sit with you?"
I snort and reply with, "No where near what your Dad had to pay your Mom.", I pick up my coke and start drinking it.
"Yeah, well at least my Father had a good time with somebody worth it. On the other hand you are here with somebody who can't even look good with makeup."
I almost choke on my drink as I laugh, "1) She is like the hottest, sexiest woman I've ever seen. 2) The after math of it wasn't all that fun because they got you. Lastly, 3) that's tall coming from a guy wearing more makeup then her, I mean chill it with the eyeliner."
He groans, "you will regret this.", and turns to leave.
I look over to Regina who is acting like none of this has even happened. How often does that douche target her? I wonder as we continue to eat.
Enjoy this well overdue chapter. Sorry for the wait but I have had a lot on my plate such as the fact I have broken up with my fiancée and am currently moving house. AGAIN.
thank you as always, Aster.
