"Wait, hold on," Ruby interrupted the blonde, scrunching her face in confusion. "She's married?"

Nodding in response, Emma confirmed the brunette's statement, "Yeah! I know, it sucks right?" As the blonde took a long sip from her water bottle, the taller girl tilted her head in thought. Having noticed the brunette's change in demeanor, Emma questioned the girl, "What are thinking, Rubes?"

"Oh, nothing," the girl lied quickly, adorning a wicked grin, which only prompted the blonde to continue her inquires. "Okay, just tell me. Or is it really that bad," came Emma's sarcastic voice.

Exhaling deeply, Ruby lifted her arm around the blonde's shoulders and used a hand to focus the girl's gaze across the cafeteria. Following her friend's eye sight, Emma quickly took notice of Hook–the boy who had made it obvious from day one he had a crush on the blonde. Turning towards the taller girl, Emma was quick to catch on to what she had in mind.

Mimicking her friend's scheming expression, Emma smirked at the girl. 'This is going to be fun.'

The next day in class, Emma made sure to sit in the seat next to where the dark-haired boy usually resided, the back of the classroom near the window. As she laid her belongings down on the desk and sat in the chair, she felt a pair of familiar eyes on her. Turning towards the teacher's desk, she confirmed her assumptions by meeting Regina's gaze, causing the woman to divert hers to her computer screen almost instantly.

Emma rolled her own eyes in response then caught sight of Killian Hook entering the room and adorned a menacing grin. Pretending to be reviewing her notes, the blonde ignored the boy as he took the seat next to her, and only looked up when she knew his eyes were on her thin form.

"Hey, Killian," she greeted politely, disregarding the need to vomit at the boy's attire. 'Could he find anything else to wear in his closet besides his all black shirt and pants that he wears every day?'

The boy offered the blonde his best sexy smirk in response, hoping that it would have its desired effect on the girl. Emma willed herself to blush at the action, taking note of the brown pair of eyes fixed on her in her peripherals. Her plan was working.

The bell rang, signaling the beginning of class and instantly Regina jolted up from her seat, clearing her throat in the process. "Alright, class," she called out, her voice sounding more harsh than usual. "Everyone get out a single sheet of paper. Time for a surprise quiz."

The entire class groaned in response. Emma could hear the loud sound of paper being ripped out of spiral-bound notebooks and binders clasping open and closed. Turning her attention to Killian, she made a point of batting her eyelashes at the boy, asking him for a piece of paper, to which he enthusiastically complied.

At the end of class, Hook lingered around the blonde's desk as she slowly packed her things away. "So, I was wondering, Swan," he began, mustering up all the courage he could. "Would you like to join me tomorrow at Granny's for dinner?" Turning to meet his hopeful gaze, Emma flashed her eyes towards Regina and was not surprised to see her staring right back at the two, her jaw set in anger.

Bringing her head back towards the boy, Emma responded, "I'd like that," flashing the boy a kind smile. Instantly, Killian's face lit up in excitement as he backed away towards the door, not wanting to give the blonde any time to change her mind. "You won't regret this, Swan! I'll show you a night you'll never forget!" Then he exited the room, leaving behind only Emma and Regina.

As the blonde tossed her bag over her shoulder and made her way over towards the door, Regina's voice stopped her in her tracks. "I know what you're doing, Emma," came the woman's voice. Turning on her heels, the girl adorned an innocent expression and replied, "And what is that?"

Narrowing her eyes at the blonde, the teacher ignored the girl's question by asking one of her own, "What do you hope to accomplish from this? You're leading him on and I thought you were smarter than that." Her expression dropping down to a scowl, Emma responded, "Well maybe you don't know me as well as you thought." And with those final words, the blonde turned back towards the door and exited the room.