Thank you so much for the reviews! To refresh the disclaimer: I don't own Glee or anything related to it. :(
This chapter is also a long one, and it's starting to become a little less awkward.
I apologize for any disappointment, hopefully by the end of the story you won't feel that even a little bit.
Oh, and happy new year!

"Goodbye, Will." Emma said with a sheepish smile, while he stood only a few feet away from her. Her heart pounded in her chest and it felt as though she were about to explode…oh, gosh, what an awful mess that would be.
"I'll uh, see you tomorrow I guess?"
Goodness, tomorrow was Monday. She still had to set out her clothes, clean all the dishes – her usual routine for beginning the week. She had agreed to spend one more day at McKinley, just to see how things went, but the very idea of seeing Ken again made her melt into a puddle. Her decision to go back probably would've been 'no' a lot faster, but she realized her former office had been left unclean, and that was unacceptable. A list of things she now had to do began running through her head, and Will could surely see her beginning to freak out.
"If you want I can eat lunch with you in your office, or we can just try and avoid each other…whatever you prefer."
"We can just see how it goes, but I'll um, meet you in the parking lot and we can walk together or something." What if someone saw, though? Oh, the humiliation on her part if Ken were to suspect something of them.
"Sure, well I'll see you later." Will lifted up her hand and gently placed a kiss on her palm, leaving her stomach and heart fluttering with delight. He ventured back to his car, only to look back once he'd gotten in. If he continued to make her feel this way every time he touched her, Emma knew she'd surely have a heart attack before she turned thirty-two.

Stepping inside, Emma immediately set to work on cleaning her home. She thought that would calm her nerves, but not even in the slightest. Every time she began focusing on a specifically germy spot, her mind drifted back to Will and the day ahead. She didn't know whether or not she was more nervous to see all her peers, or just to be within the same vicinity as Will for more than a couple of hours. Being completely honest with herself, however, it felt great being there during their date. Even if it wasn't the most common thing in the world, it may have been his best idea. Already a week had passed since she supposedly had her last day, yet it felt like an eternity since she'd been able to guide those kids. Who was giving them the informational pamphlets on how to overcome life's daily problems?! No one, and they were probably suffering because of it.
After a quick shower and more organizational tasks, Emma lay down to go to sleep…tomorrow was a big day that she wasn't nearly prepared for.

She was beginning to feel herself freak out just a little. The thought of seeing Ken again, or her having to go continue the search for a new job…it was not comforting. It was reassuring that she didn't have to spend her afternoons crying because she would never be able to obtain Will – she then realized with a jolt that the day did have good points already, and maybe it wouldn't be a complete failure. Stepping out of the car, Emma set foot on the hard pavement and looked around, seeing all the students bustle around as if nothing had ever changed.
"Hey, Emma!" Will called from a few cars away, running over to her. Goodness, he was wearing those sexy sunglasses of his.
"Hello, Will." She began walking alongside him, rolling her little bag along as she did.
"Everything's going to be fine, you're going to do great today." He said, going to pat her on the back and then realizing his mistake.
"Will, I don't care if you touch me. You seem to have a lot less germs than," She paused, thinking of a few particularly filthy people in the school. "a lot of the world's inhabitants."
He chuckled, and she changed the subject quickly to prevent from entering an awkward phase. "So, were you finally able to help that freshman with irregular verbs?"
"Not even; I may be a teacher, but I'm sorry, I'm not superman."
She started giggling uncontrollably, something highly out of her nature. He opened his mouth to speak again, but was soon interrupted by another person.
"Hey, Ms. P! I thought you weren't coming back to school!" Rachel Berry said, her cheeks rosy and her voice as perky as ever.
"Oh, well, I'm back for now. Hello, Rachel."
She smiled at Emma again and then turned to Will, her face turning serious. "Mr. Schue, although I'm very aware we recently succeeded in sectionals, I find it necessary that we start working for regionals right away. I've made a list of song choices that I think would be appropriate, if you want to look over them."
That was Rachel as everyone knew her, trying to take control. "Why don't you bring it up tomorrow at rehearsals, Rachel? We've got to go, but I'll see you in Spanish, alright?"
"You got it, Mr. Schue!" With that, she scurried away.
"I didn't realize the kids missed me." Emma squeaked once the student had gone.
Will laughed, putting an arm around her. "Everyone missed you, especially me." He quickly pulled his arm away, and Emma sighed – although it seemed to get caught in between frustration and swooning. She supposed it would just take Will a little while before he fully realized he could touch her as much as he wanted; it wouldn't bug her one bit.

Lunchtime: she'd been dreading this. What if Ken showed up, not knowing she had been working there? There were so many things that could go wrong, and so little that could go right.
"So, how's your day going?" Will said as he walked into the room, his sack lunch in hand.
Then again, not much could go wrong when she was with Will; he made everything better.
"It's quite alright," She began before dumping out her lunch's contents: a fresh, unpeeled banana, a sandwich cut in half to perfection, and a cute, tiny cupcake for dessert. "What do you have for lunch today?"
"Well," He too unpacked his lunch. "Looks like an apple, a sandwich and…huh, Doritos. I'd forgotten I packed these." Will picked up the sandwich and smiled, tearing into it. "I'll tell you, Em, ever since we split a PB&J I just can't get enough of these things."
"Oh, I'm glad to hear that." The huge grin on her face could not be concealed. She had no idea how he remembered something as small as that. Of course she remembered it as though it was yesterday, but she'd also been in love with him for a few years.
Suddenly a new person was walking up to them, covered in what looked like a tan…until Sue Sylvester removed her sunglasses and it became obvious that it was about the worst sunburn in existence.
"Well, well, well, look who's back – Irma, how could we ever survive without your pamphlets on today's teen problems?" Sarcasm was thick in her voice.
"It's Emma."
"Whatever, Elmo," She turned to Will, her lip curling in contempt. "Every day I have to see you and that grease-trap you call a perm. Now that I'm back from Boca, I can resume that goal of destroying you and that pathetic Glee Club. So brace yourself, Curly-Sue, the horror train's on its way, via the express route." Sue bumped him under the chin and walked away, her damage having been done.
"I think I've lost my appetite." Emma said, setting her sandwich down.
"Don't say that, Sue's always been rude to anyone she comes in contact with." Will said, brushing it off right away.
"No, that 'tan' was just…awful. Just the idea of being sunburned like that makes me want to shower forever." She shuddered, and he instantly started laughing yet again.
So far, so good. There had been no sign of Ken. She still couldn't help but feeling ashamed within these halls, but it wasn't as high a level that she couldn't maintain. Her need for cleanliness was a much bigger problem. Suddenly a bell rang to interrupt her thoughts, and she quickly but neatly packed up her lunch.
"Alright, Em, I'll see you later!" Will said and rushed away in order to get to Spanish on time for his class. She'd noticed that he started speaking more friendly, as if they didn't have any romantic relation. That was much better, in case someone else was listening in on them. It made things easier –
And for being near to the end of the day, it hadn't turned out to be too bad. Not too bad indeed.

Thank you so much for reading!
I just had to add this: I know there haven't been like, any cliff-hangers. (at least I don't think so)
I'm warning you now, if you can't handle those nail-biters, chapter 8 onward is going to be extremely difficult. ;)