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Chapter 2: Are you Lost?

Regina walked through corridor after corridor, through hallway after hallway, and found herself just completing circles. She had gone left, right, and maybe even diagonal and still couldn't find the correct office for Dr. Cassidy. She was about to give up, about to turn around and not come back. After all, as much as she'd been through, she was sure she was a lost cause. She had married, lost, loved, and somehow lost again. She didn't know how one could come back from that, if there was even a chance she could. As she paced around trying to come to a decision, a brunette came up to her sweetly smiled and asked, "Are you lost?" The phrase was not lost on Regina, but it sent her back almost 20 years ago, to when she asked the very same question.

It was the beginning of the school year. She had just gotten off summer break and she was about to meet a new class of seniors. She half enjoyed it, half dreaded it. Seniors are the kids that are almost out of there and usually pay little mind to the grades they have left. She can't really blame them with as much stress that is put on them. The state tests, choosing the right college, basically making them plan the whole outline of their life when they're 18 years old. It was a bit hypocritical then to say, "Don't wish away you're youth, you're going to miss all of this." We're the ones wishing it away. The teachers, the parents, the educators; the students wanted to stay young; they wanted to live and be free without worrying about assignments or tests. They didn't want to go to school for another 2-10 years. She knew that. That's why she was a pretty laid back teacher for the most part. She hardly gave them homework unless it was work they had not finished in class. She let them listen to music and even work in groups. She didn't hand out tests unless she had to. She treated them like adults. This also explains why she was chosen teacher of the year more times than she could count. As the bell to dismiss 3rd block rang, she waved to all her students, and gave them permission to leave. As one by one they filled out of her classroom and into the hallway, she followed on her way to the restroom. She was looking around looking at all the new faces; she could pretty much tell it was the same old crowd as last year. The jocks, cheerleaders, band, nerds, bookworms, and kids she felt were just misunderstood. She was almost to the restroom when a frantic blonde ran straight into her and almost knocked her down as well as knocking herself down.

"Shit! Are you alright, I'm so sorry I wasn't going where I was looking, I mean looking were I was going and-" The young girl stopped as she gathered her things and looked up at the brunette who looked utterly amused. The blonde rose up, with help from the brunette, who politely grabbed her hand and helped her up. The blonde haired girl continued to stare, at what Regina didn't know and she was starting to feel a bit self conscious, but the girl finally came to her senses and said, "I wasn't paying attention I'm sorry."

"That's quite alright dear. I don't think I've seen you around before. Are you new?"

"Unfortunately. Is it that easy to tell? I was hoping people wouldn't notice I look like I don't belong."

The brunette chuckled at this. "Don't worry, I'm sure it will get better, give it time."

The blonde smiled sweetly and said, "Thanks. I hope so."

"Speaking of not belonging, do you happen to be lost dear?"

"Ugh. Great. I've completely lost all sense of dignity."

"Ha! Don't worry I'm sure I can help show you the way. Where are you headed?"

"English. Room 101A"

"Hey, that's my classroom. Just go straight down this hall, it'll be the last classroom on the right."

"Seriously? Thank you. I hate being the new kid. Everyone stares like I'm some form of wax figure at a museum."

"Everyone was once a new kid, they'll get over it. Just maybe try to refrain from running head on into someone else and I think you'll be safe."

Now it was the blonde's turn to laugh and she said, "Hey you're pretty funny. Not bad for an English teacher."

"Sh. Don't tell anyone, I have a reputation to keep dear," The brunette replied but with a soft smile after.

"Your secret is safe with me," she started to say something else when the bell rang, "Well see you in class Mrs. Mills."

Upon seeing Regina's confusion being as she never told the girl her name, the blonde simply stated, "Name tag." And with that she turned and started to head down the hallway.

"Wait, what is your name?"

"Emma. Emma Swan."

Regina watched as Emma walked away and stood there for a minute, making sure she went into the right classroom. She chuckled at herself thinking about the funny blonde when her bladder reminded her of something she was doing before Emma face planted into her life.

"I am, would you happen to know where Dr. Cassidy is? My friend suggested him for some grief counseling," Regina asked.

"Uh, there's no Dr. Cassidy."

"Are you serious? Did I come to the wrong place?"

"No I just think your friend may have gotten things confused. There's an intern here named Mr. Cassidy. He has his associates in psychology and is in school to become a psychiatrist, but isn't actually a doctor yet. He interns with Dr. Hopper."

"Oh, well I saw HIS name on a door," Regina chuckled, "Thanks dear I'll head back that way."

"No problem!"

"I'm sorry I didn't even catch your name dear and you were so nice to me"

"It's Violet! I'm actually Dr. Hopper's secretary so I'll probably be seeing a lot of you." Violet smiled brightly. It's a shame, Regina thought. She was young and practically full of life and dreams. She doesn't know yet how cruel life can be.

"Wonderful," Regina replied back, "I look forward to seeing you."

Maybe life itself wasn't cruel. But the ultimatums it gives you, those are excruciating. She never truly believed love was weakness, until loving someone so much, meant having to let them go. That was the most terrible thing she had experienced. She's seen a lot of hell in her lifetime, she couldn't deny some of it had been her fault, but others, it was just life being a bitch. She knew she had to let some of this passive aggressiveness go, or at least that's what Mal told her. Mal was her best friend, she told her everything, all her secrets. One secret being about how she fell for one of her students, Emma. Emma Swan.

She knew it was wrong the whole time. Somehow, she didn't even notice she was falling for her. They were magic together, she felt more intimacy with her than her husband at the time. Yes, she definitely knew it was wrong. There wasn't anything dirty about it to her; she didn't want to just fulfill some fantasy, what they had was real. She could've honestly seen them make it the long haul. Traveling the world together, making a life together, just being completely and utterly in love and fulfilling their dreams, no matter where they would lead them. They didn't care as long as they had each other. They could've been anywhere, done anything, and as long as they were together, that would've been okay with them. Unfortunately, life had other plans.