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MARY MARGARET'S POV

My apartment's bell echoed inside my head, piercing m y brain. And it didn't matter how hard I tried to cover my ears with the pillow, the ringing wouldn't become easier on my hyper sensible senses. The bell stopped ringing, thank God. And then, just when I was about to fall asleep again, someone started knocking on the door. Uh, I guess they wouldn't go away.

I stoop of from my bed and walked towards the door, scratching my head. "Coming," I yelled, loud enough to make my eye shut due to the pain the sound caused.

I had to stopped drinking tequila. Maybe I was allergic to it. Stop it, Mary Margaret, I snapped my thoughts away, it's just a regular hangover.

"Emma," I said when I opened the door. "You are here..." I pointed out, "With a suitcase."

"Nice hickey," she said and pushed her suitcase into my apartment.

Hickey? What hickey? I panicked and walked towards the mirror. And then I saw it, the hickey Emma was talking about. I raised my hand and touched it with the tips of my fingers, it had been the place were David had sucked the salt yesterday. I felt a tingling going down my body. My first hickey. David had given me my first hickey.

"And you always gave me a speech whenever I got a love bite."

Love bite, such a nice way to put it. So romantic: love bite. It was nothing but a bruise. I hated hickeys, I hated when Emma came to school with one. I found it so unappealing and kind of savage, so I always stopped men before they could give me one. However, this one, this one felt different. Maybe it was because David gave it to me.

"Makes you feel sexy, doesn't it?" Emma ask drinking a pill for the headache. I covered the hickey with my hand and nodded at my friend.

"Why are you here, with a suitcase?" I asked her.

"I had a fight with David." she pointed out and raised the box of aspirins, kind of asking me if I wanted one, I nodded. "So, I packed my stuff and left." the blonde handled me a pill and the same glass of water from which she had drank from.

"You moved out, just because of a fight -" I tried to make sense of her statement. "You do realize we fight every second or third day, when are you going to go after you move out from here?"

"It was not just a fight," Emma's eyes watered a little bit. "He told me I couldn't see Regina."

"Really? He told me the other day he was ok with whatever your sexual orientation was."

"He told me - wait a minute," she stopped whatever she was about to say after her brain processed what I just said. "You talked about my sexual orientation?"

I nodded. "He asked me if we were lesbians."

"I bet he was jealous." Emma said with a weak smile. I raised an eyebrow at her. "Anyhow, he told me I could be with any girl but Regina."

"Why?" That just didn't make sense.

Emma shrugged. "Something about she breaking Graham's heart and he not wanting that for me." she rolled her eyes.

I had heard that Graham and Regina had an on and off relationship back in the day, and that they still fought a lot, but I don't think Graham is heartbroken any longer, at least it didn't look like that yesterday when he was making out with Ruby's stomach.

"I have an idea," Emma said recovering from her momentary break down. "Let's go out."

"Emma," I rolled my eyes. "It's 3 in the afternoon and I have a massive headache."

"And a sexy hickey." my friend pointed out. "Common! It'll be fun! We'll call Ruby and Belle, eat some burgers... Maybe drink some margaritas."

I growled. How could she be thinking on alcohol already? We were still recovering from yesterday's hangover. Plus, after the way Belle had looked at Ruby while the wild girl kissed Graham, it was highly unlikely that she'd want to go out with us. Not if Ruby was around.

"Please, M" Emma said putting on her best puppy eyes. "Please, let's go out."

"Fine," I gave in, there was no way of saying no to Emma anyway. "But no alcohol,"

"Scout promise," she put a hand over her chest.

"You were never a girl scout." I pointed out as I walked to my room to get dressed. At this point, I simply knew we would end up drinking again. Whatever, it was saturday, we didn't have anything to do for college and I was already feeling better.

I put a pair of skinny jeans, a blue long sleeve blouse and a pair of blue flat shoes.

"I texted the boys," Emma notified me without even raising her head.

"Ow," my friend raised her head to face me, trying to figure out what was wrong. "Nothing, I just didn't know that 'Ruby and Belle' really meant 'Killian, Jeff, August, Whale, Ruby and Belle',"

Emma pursed her lips into a smile, she knew I loved her - It was that kind of love would kill me someday, I was sure of that. Without saying a word Emma took a concealer out from her purse and covered my hickey. I hadn't hide it because I didn't own a concealer, I had never needed it. And when I did, well, I had Emma for that. Good thing we had the same skin color; it would have looked awkward to have a darker spot on my neck, other than the one David had given me, of course.

"There you go, we don't want Whale asking how did you got that hickey." Emma said happily. "Don't you try hiding the fact that you enjoyed to spend the other night with him." she added after she saw the look in my eyes.

"When you put it like that, you make it sound as if we had sex,"

"And sex is too mainstream for you," Emma replied.

"There is nothing wrong with being a virgin," I exclaimed.

Emma giggled. "No, of course there's nothing wrong. You're saving your virtue for your one true love,"

"Fine, go ahead and mock me," she sticked her tongue out, I reached for it and grabbed it with my thumb and index finger. "Slowy, slowy, thou do what I told thee," I added quickly, it was a game Emma and I had played when we were little girls and played ever since. Every time one of us sticked her tongue out, the other one had to try and reach it before the tongue was back in its mouth. The fastest one said the words and the slowest had to pay her debt. "I'll let you know when I come up with something I want you to do," I said as I opened the door and let ourselves out.

We walked teasing each other until Granny's, where Ruby was already working with a sour look in her face which did not get her good tips.

"Waddup, Rubes?" Emma asked sliding into our regular booth. Ruby muttered something in response. "Yeah, I also had a fight today. I'm living with M now."

"RUBY!" Granny screamed from the cash register interrupting our conversation, "GET MOVING, TABLES 4, 6 AND 7 ARE READY TO PAY,"

"Maybe I should move in with M as well," Ruby commented before she walked away with a sullen face. We watched as Ruby charged the tables for their meals, gave her grandmother the earning and walked towards our table once again. "10 bucks, those bastards left me 10 bucks. And not 10 each, but 10 all together." she sat next to Emma and hid her face between her arms and the table. "I hate my life,"

"No, you just hate your job," I pointed out.

"You should go to college," Emma said, I couldn't believe she was actually giving Ruby a good advice. "Then we could move into campus, be roomies and have crazy sex with random guys all the time."

And, there it was. Emma being Emma. Ruby raised her head and grinned at the blonde chick of the group.

"Mind if we tag along?" The three of us turned to see the boys. Only Jeff was missing.

"Sure," Ruby said, she and Emma slid farther away to make more space for the boys. "Where's the weird one?" she asked after the three guys were sitting. Whale and August on my side of the booth and Killian with my two friends.

"Ruby!" I said, I hated when she picked on someone, "Be nice,"

"It's not my fault that I don't remember his name,!"

"Jefferson," Killian reminded her of his friend's name. "Or Jeff." he didn't look angry, in fact he looked like he was used to people forgetting Jefferson. I wonder if these kind of situation occurred often, in which Jeff was almost an outsider. I felt sorry for him. "He's with that friend of yours - Belle, was her name?"

Ruby's jaw almost dropped. I could swear that it bothered her that Belle was with someone else, and to be honest, I was glad it did. Ruby had been kind of mean towards Belle by kissing Graham the way she did. We all knew how Belle felt about Ruby, but they had never spoke about it and it seemed kind of unfair from Ruby's side to hurt our friend without at least telling her 'Belle, I love you as friend.'.

"Should we call a waitress?" Whale asked to no one in particular.

"No, I'll do it," Ruby made Killian stand up so she could get out of the booth. "I'm not hungry anymore,"

"Common, Rubes!" Emma grabbed her by her arm. "At least stay with us!"

"Don't worry, Emma, you won't get lonely," our waitress friend said. "You'll be making out with him in no time,"

Emma looked at me, confused by Ruby's sudden change on behavior. I muttered 'Belle', low enough for just her to hear. She replied with a 'Ow,' and dropped the topic. We ordered all ordered burgers and milkshakes, except Whale who ordered a tea because a milkshake had too much sugar. What kind of person says no to a milkshake? Something was wrong with him, no wonder he was still single.

"Will your brother come and kill the party this time?" Whale mocked Emma.

"No," my friend replied with a smile on her face. "Never again."

"How come?"

"I moved out, now I live with this girl right here," she pointed at me, I pursed my lips into a semi-smile.

"Oh, I expect you'll make a welcome party soon" Killian stated.

She nodded "Tonight!"

I looked at her, "Tonight? Emma, you just moved in! And I'm still recovering from yesterday's party."

"You did a party without us?" August said, pretending to be offended.

"Anyway, tonight," The blonde continued, ignoring August's faux-hurt feelings, "We party that I have emancipated."

Emancipation: process of being set free from restrictions. That was a word Emma had learned recently thanks to the fact that Regina was interested in politics. Other way, it would have been impossible to make her learn a word like that.

"We shall call it 'Emmancipation'," Emma said opening her hands in the air, as if it would be a music show. Killian and August bursted into laughs. "Ruby, Ruby, did you hear?" Emma said as our brunette friend brought our drinks. "Party at our house tonight," I liked how my apartment had become our apartment in less than three hours.

The blonde raised her hand and Ruby high-fived her, she probably walked her anger off already. "Promise me it'll be one wild party like the ones you used to host during high school," Ruby did little jumps, letting her excitement show.

Oh, our high school parties. Those where the days.

"Of course, you silly girl," Emma shook her head. "The only difference will be that now we have the money, and the age, to buy and drink alcohol,"

"That's my girl!" the waitress winked at us before leaving us to our milkshakes - and tea.

I smiled at the people on the table, the aspirin had done its magic and the headache had disappeared. And I was ready to party. I had forgot how much fun we had during high school, but Ruby had just dusted a lot memories off. It was going to be hell of a wild party. First, Emma was angry at her party; second, Ruby was mad at Belle; third, Belle was mad a Ruby and fourth, the town had been refreshed with new meat (term taken from Emma and Ruby's party dictionary). Yes, this would be a night to remember.