I'm like officially in love with these two. Like how can they not be canon yet? Anyway, here's another update. I can promise at least one update a week, but really, it'll probably be three times a week, to one update a day depending on how long i can keep the infamous writer's block away! This story has been interesting because I keep coming up with ideas for later chapters than the ones that are coming up next, but it helps in a weird way. Sorry, i'm rambling aren't I, you probably skipped over that and it's pretty understandable haha! Enjoy this update and let me know what you think!
Chapter 3
Regina walked through the door of Dr. Hopper's office and glanced around looking to see if he, or Dr. Cassidy was in.
"Hello?"
She saw a man appear with a ring of red hair around his head. He was dressed in a simple business attire: vest, bowtie, and slacks. The ginger took a step to start walking around his desk to greet the woman that stood before him. He stretched out his hand and offered it to Regina while saying, "Hello, you must be Regina, I'm Dr. Hopper."
Regina smiled and took the hand. She confirmed that it was indeed her and she began to explain why she was late and that she thought Violet was lovely. She gave him a brief introduction as to who she was and why she was here. Dr. Hopper smiled and listened tentatively to the brunette, while grabbing her file out and a legal pad to take notes.
Interrupting her, the door opened and in walked who she could only assume was Dr. Cassidy. He looked his age, twenty. He had shaggy brown hair, and was wearing a red flannel, long-sleeved shirt along with some khakis.
"So sorry I'm late, I'm Dr. Hopper's intern, Dr. Cassidy."
"Dr. Cassidy will be the one mainly taking over your sessions, but writing down notes and debriefing with me after every session. That is, if that's okay with you Mrs. Mills."
"Of course, I don't mind. I'm a teacher, so I know it's important for students to get one on one experiences."
They all three smiled at each other, thankful that this situation had worked itself out. Dr. Hopper excused himself out of his chair, and handed the file and notepad to Dr. Cassidy before exiting.
"So, tell me about yourself," Dr. Cassidy asked while getting a pen and taking the cap off to begin his notes. Regina began telling him about her job, her education, her lost daughter, her marriage, basically everything that's happened to her in her life, except while she didn't speak it, her thoughts were heavily on a very familiar blonde.
Detention, apparently that's what being a smart ass gets you. It was her second week of school; she thought the teacher's would've known about her sass by now. She's been dumped and picked up by multiple people in her life, her attitude is her coping mechanism. What do you expect from a bitter ass orphan. Technically it wasn't even her fault. The teacher had it coming.
As she made her way to the detention room, after asking for directions, she opened the door and stepped inside. She expected to see an old guy sitting in the chair at the front of the classroom. She expected him to be snoozing or eating a sandwich while on the phone with his mother complaining about him not folding his laundry. What she was pleasantly surprised with, was Mrs. Mills.
Mrs. Mills was not asleep, eating, or being bitched at by her mother, and she most definitely, was not a man. Hm, maybe this wasn't so bad after all, Emma thought as she walked up straight to her desk and laid the detention pass in front of her.
"Miss Swan, I can honestly say I'm surprised to see you in here."
"Yeah well, I guess some teacher just don't appreciate my humor as much as you Mrs. Mills." Emma smiled a huge smile, trying to pass her sass off as innocence.
"Yes I'm sure that's what you got detention for," Regina replied sarcastically. "What exactly did you do?"
"Well, see, what had happened was…I may have been day dreaming while my history teacher decided to ask some questions, and he called on me without even letting me think and when I asked him to repeat the question he pointed his ruler at me and said, "At the end of this ruler is an idiot."
"And you punched him in the face," Regina guessed, also secretly wishing it was a fact because anyone who called Emma an idiot, deserved to be punched.
Emma laughed and responded, "No, I didn't I just simply asked which end he was referring to and he apparently didn't find that as amusing as I and my fellow classmates did."
Regina laughed out-loud. She couldn't hold it in. Of course she didn't condone sass in the classroom, but when someone insults you, you have to stand up for yourself. She was actually proud that Emma had done that. She can only imagine with being as many foster homes as she had, self esteem is a big issue, she was happy Emma didn't let that affect her.
"Well Miss Swan, I'd say the detention was well worth it."
"Oh, you have no idea," Emma smiled inclining some sort of a flirtation with her teacher and then automatically regretting it. Regina didn't seem to notice and just smiled back in response.
Regina reached the mini fridge that was right beside her desk that Emma couldn't believe she didn't see by now, she's usually like a blood hound when it came to food. She pulled out two Cokes and hand one to Emma. As Emma took the coke and thanked the nice woman, Regina opened hers and took a sip. Immediately after asking, "So Miss Swan, tell me about yourself."
"Well, my first name is Emma in case you wanted to actually use my name," Emma smiled at her while Regina playfully rolled her eyes.
"As I'm sure you've read, I'm a foster kid, I've bounced around more homes and schools than I can count so, do your heart a favor and don't get too attached."
Regina huffed before adding, "I'm supposed you should tell that to your history teacher as well."
Emma glared at her, "I would but frankly, I don't want to get the poor man upset."
They both just looked at each other with knowing smiles and just started laughing in the middle of detention. It didn't feel forced or awkward, it almost felt normal. It felt as if this was the person they were supposed to spend forever laughing with. It would've been a nicer moment if Emma hadn't spilt her can of coke both on the desk and woman in front of her. Frantically trying to clean it up, she and Regina got paper towels and started wiping up the liquid from the desk. Emma kept apologizing over and over while trying not to look at Regina's black lace bra that came into view as the soda started seeping through her white dress shirt. She felt a spark go through her and she looked down where their hands had brushed against each other, rapidly trying to clean up the mess, and then slowed as they came into contact.
"Yes well, you certainly keep me very entertained," Regina laughed as she just put her blazer over her now ruined shirt, "So do me a favor and don't go anywhere."
"Ah, you haven't gotten rid of me yet Mrs. Mills."
"Regina."
"I'm sorry?"
"My name is Regina."
