Chapter 3
It was a winter night and they were huddled up together by the fire.
"Why'd you do it?" She whispered.
"Why'd I do what?"
"Why'd you save me?"
"To be honest I wasn't planning on it I was just planning on stirring up a it of trouble then I saw you and…. There was something about you. You were so perfect and I felt like I was drawn to you."
"Was it worth it?"
"Of course it was!"
"What do you remember about that day?"
"I remember I was coming just to cause a bit of trouble and piss off the queen but everything changed when I saw her. The most beautiful girl I had ever seen-"
She raised an eyebrow. "Really? The most beautiful?"
He smiled and nodded. "She had brown hair, dark blue eyes and and the most beautiful smile."
She blushed then looked up with a grin on her face.
"What?"
"I was just thinking of my first impression of you."
"Oh really? And what was that?"
"Well my first was impression was why was that guy on the roof?" He chuckled. "Then I saw how brave, confident and sexy he was and I was mesmerized."
"Mesmerized?" She nodded, smiling. "And did I hear you say sexy?"
She blushed and looked down at the ground. She nodded.
"Look who's talking." He grinned and kissed her lightly. When they broke apart she looked at him with a grin on her face.
"I love you." She whispered. He smiled, bigger than he ever had before.
"I love you too."
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"Wait what happened?" Ruby asked, later that night. Emma and Mary Margaret had had Ruby and Charlotte over for a movie night.
"He had the weirdest expression on his face and he kept whispering something about someone named Rose."
"Rose? Do you know any Roses?" Everyone shook their head.
"Wait what were you reading when I walked in?" Charlotte asked.
"I have it in my bag! I'll go get it!" Mary Margaret said as she ran to go get it. She cam back minutes later with a paper in her hand.
"So what were you talking about?"
"This." There was a pile of hand written stories. They were passed around. But the one that caught her eyes was one with a a tiny drawing in the corner of a man a woman and a little girl all holding hands. The man had medium brown hair and green dots for eyes while the woman had dark hair and really dark blue eyes and the little girl looked exactly like a girl in Charlotte's class.
"Who wrote this?" Emma asked.
"A little girl named Paige."
"Why were you showing these to him?"
"He agreed to judge the short story contest and we were just looking at the stories he had chosen for the finalists.
"Can I scan this one?" Rose asked, staring at the one with the picture in the corner.
"Sure." Mary Margaret said with a grin. "That's my favorite too." Charlotte did nothing bit send a smile in her direction and walked off to scan it.
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