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Emma begrudgingly made her way down the silent corridor and dreaded her next lesson especially with the possibility that Stacy or Alicia might be lurking in her art class. As she approached the small brown door she gently tapped on the glass and waited for a response. After a couple of minutes of waiting a tall slim lady with brown hair and kind eyes answered the door.

"Hello I'm Miss Lucas, I will be your art teacher for this lesson, how about you come and find somewhere to seat and then I will explain what we will be doing for today's lesson." she smiled warmly and had a soft tone to her voice.

Emma scanned around the room for the nearest seat and she saw that there was an empty space towards the back of the classroom. It was the perfect spot where she could blend into the crowd of pupils and wouldn't be noticed too much.

As the blonde found her way to the seat a group of girls swivelled in their seats sniggering and pointing at her, making her feel more uncomfortable then the previous situations she had been in.

She slumped into the seat and stared at the paintings that were covering the multi coloured walls. Some were mysterious looking and there was one next to her that portrayed something much darker than the other drawings. There was something disturbing about it but Emma was somehow drawn to it.

The blonde paid particular attention the underlying meaning of the drawing and tried her hardest to figure out what it could mean and the kind of person that could have conjured up something like that. She was quickly pulled from her thoughts by the sound of the teacher's voice being directed towards her.

"You seem to be quite drawn to that picture on the wall Emma? Is that something you would be interesting in drawing do you think?" her eyes brightened at the thought of the young girl taking an interest in the artwork that had been done by previous students.

Emma shrugged her shoulders in dismissal of the comment made and kept her eyes focused towards the floor. In the background she could hear other pupils laughing at her and the whispering was a constant sound, something that never seemed to disappear no matter what she did.

Miss Lucas grabbed a large handful of task sheets from the desk and began to distribute them to the pupils. She kept a close eye on Emma as she seemed to be a more withdrawn member of the group whereas everyone else was quite chatty and more involved.

Emma read through the sheet of the paper that was handed to her and the list of equipment that she needed was daunting as she knew her parents would never give her the money for it. Everything seemed to be expensive and she knew that everyone else would be able to afford the equipment and she would be the only person that would be singled out from the class.

Her heart sank at the thought of what her childhood was like, she wished she could be like all the other teenagers in her school, but she was different, her life had been different ever since she was born and it didn't seem to be changing any time soon.

Miss Lucas made her way back to the front of the classroom and typed out the first task on the interactive board. Each student had a plain piece of paper and a pencil. Their task was to draw something, anything they desired and it would help to showcase their skills.

Emma stared down at the paper, unsure of what to draw as she had never been given an opportunity to show her creativity before; instead she was punished for trying to do things she enjoyed.

She carefully picked up the pencil and began to sketch out her design. Drawing seemed to be a natural talent and the pencil effortlessly made its way across the paper. The time limit came to a stop and a loud ping came from an alarm that had been set on the computer.

Miss Lucas glanced at all the drawings and was most impressed by what Emma had produced. It was something unexpected and she had a different style to most people but there was talent.

"Emma that is an impressive drawing, a lot of care and detail has gone into that piece, you should be proud of yourself." she gestured for the blonde to show it to the rest of the class but she refused.

"It's not good, actually its crap so I don't know why you're pretending to make such as fuss about it, I might as well screw it up and throw it in the bin where it belongs." Emma sighed heavily and tossed the drawing to one side.

"Don't you ever get a chance to do any drawing at home? You have something special Emma and you should pursue." Miss Lucas handed a piece of paper to the young girl which contained information on free after school clubs for art.

The blonde crumpled the piece of paper and shoved it in her back pocket, trying to withdraw herself from the attention she was receiving.

A hand tapped against the door quite loudly, startling some of the pupils in the class. They all shot their eyes towards the door and waited to see who would enter.

Regina Mills sauntered into the classroom and everyone diverted their eyes back to their work. Emma looked directly at the woman. She had never seen her before and she was beautiful, cherry red lips, a pale complexion and dark brown hair.

Her voice was different to what the blonde was expecting and she watched intently as the two women indulged in what seemed like an intimate conversation. Regina moved in closer and whispered to Miss Lucas "Hello I was wondering if there are any of the new children that are having trouble settling in and might need to have an appointment booked with me, I know how hard it can be for the new students."

Miss Lucas whispered in a softer tone in order to stop the other students from listening in to the conversation. "Yes Miss swan, she is a new student she was transferred from her previous school, she seems very withdrawn and was attacked earlier by two pupils."

The other woman's eyes widened and she gasped in shock by what she was hearing "That is awful, I will clear a space in my diary for her, it might help for her to talk to someone that she can trust, rather than confiding in just anyone."

"Thank you Miss Mills, I think that would benefit Emma a lot."

Regina smiled at the blonde that was staring back at her, but she didn't reciprocate the same response she quickly averted her eyes in a different direction as she didn't want to give off the wrong impression.

The sound of the school bell violently echoed down the corridor and everyone jumped from their seats as quickly as they could. Emma reluctantly packed the little belongings that she had and made her way out of the class room to go home.