a/n: caution, don't let Regina Mills near bananas.
that is all.
I leaned against the hood of my car as the students filed out at the end of the day. In the sea of white shirts, purple and golden ties, Mary Margaret appeared.
"Emma!" She called as she ran towards me, holding a deep tray thing against her hip filled with marking. I had to admit, the idea was ingenious. Clearly she had stolen one from the school because it was covered in cuts and splashes of paint.
"I thought you'd left!" She caught her breath as she rested the box against the blue Getz I had a nasty habit of parking next too.
"Nah, I'm waiting for Henry. I finished early today and hung out with Ruby,"
Mary Margaret rooted around in her small woven handbag and pulled out a set of keys. She beeped open the Getz and yanked open the boot.
"Oh so this is you?" I smiled as I was hit with the strong smell of nature. She pushed the box right to the back and sat down on the lip of the boot, "smells like you've got a small forest growing in there,"
She smirked as she leaned back and pulled off three air fresheners from the handle of the back seat. Mary splayed them out like a hand of cards, "Forest, extra strength forest and apple," she pressed her nose to them and smiled sheepishly, "I kind of like the woodlands,"
"Never would have guessed, little Ms Runner of the Environment Club,"
"Hey the population of squirrels in this area is seriously declining, I can't help if I want to love them all," she pouted as she hung the air fresheners back up.
"See you later Ms Blanchard! See you later Ms Swan!" A girl called as she skipped past. We both raised our hand to her.
"See you Emily!" Mary yelled out, flattening down her flyaway fringe.
"Evening ladies," David Nolan appeared suddenly by my car, scaring the life out of me.
"Warn me next time Nolan, holy hell," I pressed my hand to my chest and took a deep breath while Mary blushed.
"Hey darling," David leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to Mary's cheek; Mary's blush deepened, "not here David, there are children…" She smirked. I mockingly gagged,
"You two are too cute; it's sickening, stop,"
"Do I detect a hint of jealously Ms Swan?" David put his stuff into the boot of Mary's car,
"We all know that Regina's trying to get with little Swan here," Mary poked me in the stomach as I crossed my arms and glared jokingly at David.
"Geez Mary Margaret, keep your voice down," I leaned closer to Mary and David as Leroy stumbled past,
"We all know it girlie," Leroy winked at us as he exited the gate towards a grey car parked on the other side of the road.
"Good God," I rolled my eyes as Mary Margaret and David laughed. Leroy waved at us as he hopped into his car and drove off.
"Mum!" Henry yelled out and I pulled him into a hug.
"Hey kid, did you have a good day?" I kissed him on the head and took his bag from him, dumping it into the back seat.
"Meh, you know. Classic Wednesday," He shrugged and hopped into the passenger seat. I looked over to Mary and she wiggled her mobile phone in the air, pointing at it. I got the hint and started the car, backing out of the car park. My breath hitched into my throat when Regina came out wearing a black trench coat and holding a grey briefcase. She waved to me and I waved back as we edged out onto the main road.
I'm pretty sure drinking alcohol while I marked was not on the criteria of being a teacher. Work was spread across the coffee table because Henry had taken over the dinner table. We both worked in silence, Henry bobbed along to a tune that played through his earphones. My beer was sort of warm but none the less, it did its job. My paper weight buzzed as an incoming text message hit it. I picked up my phone and smiled as Mary Margaret sent me a message.
'Please tell me you are marking our history assignments'
'Damn straight, I'm playing a drinking game with myself' I threw the phone back down and circled a mistake in red pen. I took another sip. I was definitely going to be drunk by the end of the night at this rate. My phone buzzed almost instantly.
'Oh, what type of drinking game?' she added a winking face at the end.
'Every time I spot a mistake, I drink' I texted and rested it on my thigh.
'Count me in. Good gracious, I'm going to be so drunk and probably hung over tomorrow. These essays are atrocious'
I laughed as Mary sent a picture through of her hugging a bottle of vodka.
'I'm only using beer and wine but whatever floats your boat'
'Pussy'
Mary Margaret was almost never like this, and it was wonderful. I imagined if Regina would do something like this and groaned at as fake Regina straddled my lap, drinking wine straight from the bottle.
'Let's see how much fun you are tomorrow morning then Ms Blanchard'
'Bring it Swan'
I didn't reply because I knew she'd be hitting the vodka by now. I was not up for some drunk texts from her so I switched off my phone and looked over the papers.
I definitely should have drunk water before I went to bed last night. Holy shit, was the roof really spinning that fast? I moaned as a wave of nausea hit me. All I did was mark some shitty essays and now I had to pay for it. I bolted for the toilet and empty the contents of my stomach into it. I felt instantly better and remembered how well my body usually dealt with hangovers. It was a blessing in my youth. I flushed the toilet and turned on the shower to full bore. Rifling through my small medicine cabinet, I popped three Panadols into my mouth and stepped into the hot shower.
Henry knocked loudly on the bathroom door, "Ma!"
"What?" I squirted some conditioner into my hair and rubbed it through,
"I'm going to walk to school today,"
"Yeah okay,"
"So I'm going to go. See you at school,"
Shit what was the time? I poked my head through the shower curtain and riffled through my clothes for my watch; 7:47am. Oh shit. Oh shit, shit. I had class in just over forty minutes, and here I was stuck in my shower with a mild hangover. Great start to the day.
I shut off the water and stepped out. I quickly dried myself down and wrapped my soaking hair up in a green fluffy towel. What was even today? Oh thank God, it was Thursday, sport day. Pulling on some black shorts with white trimmings, I stumbled around searching for my bright pink Nikes and a pair of clean socks. My stupid work-issued polo would have to do for today; a dark purple shirt with the school logo and name etched in gold just over my left boob. Not many teachers wore it but I'm sure they'll realise my situation when I arrive with wet hair.
I quickly chowed down a muesli bar as the kettle pinged loudly. Pouring some instant coffee into my portable cup, I threw several bananas into my handbag and the pot of peanut butter. Lunch was sorted. Regina was going to have my head for this.
"Shit," I checked the time and slammed the front door closed.
I had made it to school by the skin of my teeth. The bell rang as I ran from my car to the staffroom, checking the 'Boyd/Swan' box for any messages or substitute classes. Great, minimal spare time and a substitute class today for Mr Booth's History, which was now. I downed the rest of my lukewarm coffee and headed over to the English block where I clearly heard a loud group of kids screaming and chattering. Bloody hell, it was going to be a long day. I took the stairs two steps at a time,
"Calm down dears, I'm sure your sub will be here any minute,"
And to top it all off, Regina has taken over my class and has noticed I am late, awesome. I cleared my throat,
"Sorry about that class, I am here and ready to roll. Thank you Ms Mills,"
Regina flinched under my touch and her eyes lingered on my bare tanned legs.
"Well, well, well, isn't it the darling Ms Swan?" She sneered as she licked her lips, "taking August's class are we?"
I stared at the name on the class roll, "yeah apparently,"
Her eyes wandered once more over my body, "hmm, I shall come in and check up on you near the end of class got it dear?"
"Aye, aye Captain," I saluted the woman as a few students giggled as they filed into the classroom noisily. Regina rolled her eyes and leaned forward, her lips practically brushing my earlobe. I was so totally, definitely, weak at the knees.
"Hmm, I should come visit you more often on a Thursday if you're going to be wearing such short…shorts,"
And I was also pretty sure that her hand just lightly touched the inside of my thigh.
"Have a good lesson Ms Swan, and make sure you write some good notes for Mr Booth," Regina quickly pulled away and stepped down the stairs. My death was surely coming soon. I could just feel it.
The note said to chuck on this Horrible Histories DVD about the ancient Romans and hand out a sheet to answer questions about the film. As if the kids are actually going to do it. I really didn't care to be completely honest. The lights were dimmed and I tapped away on my phone, checking my Facebook. My stomach growled and I remembered I had banana and peanut butter in my bag. Hell yeah. Checking the clock, I only had twenty minutes left and the likelihood of Regina turning up early was minimal considering she was meant to be super busy today. Half the kids were engrossed in the film and the others were chatting quietly or had their heads resting on the desks. I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I just popped my feet up and munched on this banana. I mean, it wasn't like we were doing anything extremely important. If they really cared they'd do the work, so like, whatever.
I peeled the skin off the banana and dumped it into the little bin under August's desk; I couldn't help but giggle at the little statue of Pinocchio that sat on the corner. I spun off the top of the peanut butter and dipped my banana into it; heaven in a snack. A few students stared at me as I tentatively placed almost half the banana into my mouth,
"Do you really think that is the smartest thing to do with a classroom of horny students, Ms Swan?"
I removed the banana and the nearest bunch of male students sniggered.
Regina raised an eyebrow at me as she leaned calmly against the open doorframe,
"Regina!" This woman seriously had a knack with running into me at extraordinarily inappropriate times. She also motioned her chin to my feet which were crossed and perched on top of the desk. I quickly retracted them and banged my knee loudly on the corner of the desk.
"Holy…" I gasped as I clutched my knee in pain. The class suddenly looked at me and noticed Regina standing at the door. The entire mood of the room changed abruptly.
"Ms Swan, a word?"
The class broke out in whisper and I glared at all of them. Still clutching the banana, I ducked outside the classroom where Regina stood dressed in a black pressed pant suit. I have titled this particular outfit the power pant suit because it made me drool and pretty much made me do whatever Regina threw my way.
"I swear Ms Mills, that was just bad timing," I pleaded. She simply smirked as she clasped her hands in front of her stomach, "I'm not here to chastise you on your bad teaching habits, but to inform you that you will be working with me on the night of the school disco,"
"Oh, okay," I frowned at the browning banana in my hand,
"You do not sound delighted. I thought that's what you wanted?"
"Yes it is but..." Regina pulled me out of the prying view of my students, to around the corner.
"Yes, but what dear," She breathed heavily, pressing her chest against mine. Oh my god. Was this actually happening? Were her nipples poking into my chest? Holy moly, she's so hot. Oh my god. Her eyes fell to my lips and I licked them instinctively. Regina groaned softly and her eyelids drooped slightly. It was so, so hot. I wasn't even touching her seductively and she was already moaning. Who knew what I could do to her with her shirt at my feet and my mouth on her boobs. No.
"My son…H-henry will be there and," but Regina just smiled evilly. She ran a finger down my cheek and hooked it round my chin, pulling it up to her height,
"You don't want Henry to see? Hmm, I can sort that out. We're on the back door anyway," She winked. Oh good God. If I wasn't so damn awkward around attractive women and we weren't in a public area, I probably would have ravished her by now. Regina winked again and quickly drew herself off of me as two girls stepped around the corner, chatting.
"Hey Ms Swan," the girls waved as Regina deadpanned.
"Seriously, they know who you are but not me?" She glowered as the girls disappeared into another classroom.
"They know my son, calm down," But Regina eyed the banana in my hands,
"Are you still going to eat that?"
"No why?" Regina stole the fruit from my grasp and her eyes darkened as she brought the yellow fruit to her supple lips. Here we go; another sexual act that wasn't really meant to be intentionally sexy but clearly was. Oh maybe the fact I have been working with a bunch of horny teenage boys for two weeks was suddenly making every situation with Regina dirty. She ran her tongue over the banana, flicking the tip of it seductively before placing over half the fruit down her throat. Regina bit down and winked as she chewed; the skin around her eyes crinkled as they flashed happily. Did Regina just deep throat a banana? What.
"As delightful as that little show was, I don't actually like…dick," I grimaced as Regina swallowed loudly. She shrugged,
"Oh I am fully aware of your situation Ms Swan. I was simply just enjoying the fruit that you were about to throw away,"
Regina threw the rest of the banana out and patted me on the cheek as I almost passed out from her intensely sexual remark.
"Good day Emma,"
a/n: nice little reminder that I am leaving tomorrow for a week away down in the Channel Islands and I don't know if I'll have wifi, so either way..