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Regina sulked in her seat as she watched her old professor pass out papers that she presumed were the quizzes that they had taken on Friday. She sighed, checking her watch for the millionth time. She was ready for this class to be over. Mythology was her least favorite class. The topics had the potential to be interesting but Professor Gold had a way of making everything that came out of his mouth sound boring. Regina watched as the man in his expensive suit approached her and laid the paper face down in front of her.

As soon as he passed, she flipped the paper over and her eyes almost shot out of her head. There written and circled in red ink was a seventy. Regina had no idea what to do. This had to be a mistake. She flipped through the pages and frowned at the amount of red marks that she saw. What Regina didn't understand was why there were so many. All of the questions she had gotten wrong were open ended questions. Mythology wasn't exactly a class that had right and wrong answers. This wasn't physics for god sakes! Regina was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the teacher addressing the class.

"I'm sure many of you are unsatisfied with your grades but he fact of the matter is that the majority of you did a mediocre job on this quiz. Mediocre work is awarded with mediocre grades and all grades are final." Mr. Gold said, making his way back to his desk at the front of the class. "Remember, there will be a test on Wednesday. I don't do make-ups so if you're absent, you will receive a zero. Class is dismissed."

Regina couldn't believe this. This man was on such a power trip! This class was supposed to be an easy A for her. How in the hell was she supposed to get an a with a seventy? Regina Mills did not get seventies. Regina shoved her notebook in her bookbag and slung it over her shoulder before heading down to the front of her class. One girl was already talking to him with tears in her eyes. She waited until the girl walked away after hearing Professor Gold repeat his words All grades are final.

"Professor Gold, I think there's been a mistake." Professor Gold sighed, turning to look at the paper Regina was holding up.

"No mistake dearie. The answers that you gave reflect your grade." He said.

But there isn't anything wrong with my answers. They're well thought out and organized." Regina argued, the vein on her head very prominent. This man was messing with her grades and she didn't like it. Professor Gold took the paper from her hand and flipped to one of the questions that he'd taken off half points.

"Perhaps, Miss Mills, if you took my class more seriously and paid attention, you would know that mythical narration plays an important role in nearly every genre of Greek literature and not only what has been recorded by historians." Professor Gold handed the paper back to her. "I think you got a pretty good deal Miss Mills. Half a point off for the eight questions you half assed."

"Professor Gold, I can't have a seventy." Regina pleaded.

"Well, perhaps you could see a tutor." Professor Gold reached into his folder and pulled out a single piece of paper that Regina could see looked like a schedule. Regina looked at the paper in shock.

"A tutor? I've never needed a tutor a day in my life." Regina almost whispered.

"Well, perhaps today is the day to start." Mr. Gold said, closing his briefcase. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things I need to tend to." Regina watched the old man's back with fury in her eyes as she crumpled up the paper and threw it in her backpack.

Regina walked down the hall of her dorm with a scowl on her face. It had been plastered on her since she'd left Professor Gold's classroom. As she approached her room, she pulled off the mini sized flyer that was taped to her doorknob.

Mandatory Hall Meeting

Tomorrow at 8pm

Second Floor Lounge

Those not in attendance will receive a citation

RA Robin

Regina's eyebrows scrunched up together when she read the last line. Robin. At this rate she felt that she'd never be able to be free of that jerk. She hadn't spoken to him in over a week and now she was being forced to see him tomorrow. She considered if it was worth it to take the citation and not Robin. No, absolutely not. She would never purposefully taint her record like that. She'd have to put on her big girl pants and suck it up. As much as she hated it, she was seeing Robin tomorrow. Regina opened the door to her room, sighing as she flung her bag onto her bed.

"Everything alright?" Belle asked from the top bunk.

"I'm fine." Regina responded. She had to admit she sounded grumpy but she didn't care. As the days went on everyday seemed to suck more and more.

"You don't sound fine." Belle said, sitting up. Regina sighed before deciding that they would drag it out of her one way or another. Sometimes she really wished that she only had one roommate. At least then, she'd only have one concerned person butting into her business.

"I got a bad grade on my mythology quiz." Regina muttered.

"Oh, no." Belle said. "Was it really bad? Maybe I could help you." Belle offered, climbing down from the top bunk.

"You? How could you help me?" Regina asked, slipping off her shoes.

"Well, I did get a ninety-eight." Belle said, insulted by Regina's comment.

"You got a ninety-eight? How the hell did you get a ninety-eight and I got a seventy?" Regina was flabbergasted. She had no doubt that Belle was smart but she was Regina, valedictorian of her high school class.

"Well, I am smart Regina." Belle retorted, her voice slightly pitched, something that always happened when she was on the verge of tears.

"Seriously." Emma turned to Regina. Up until now the blonde had been sitting quietly, studying at one of the two desks in their room. "You're upset about a seventy? Seems like a pretty good grade to me."

"Well, some of us have higher standards than Cs Emma. God, that man is such an asshole." Regina said.

"Well, he is a hard teacher but I don't think it's fair to call him an asshole." Belle said, frowning. "Maybe you deserved that C. Maybe you're not as smart as you think you are." Regina sucked in a sharp breath. Oh, now it was on.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did it insult your boyfriend? I bet that's how you got an A, isn't it?" Regina asked bitterly.

"What?! I... I don't know what your talking about." Belle stammered. It was true. She'd had a crush on Professor Gold since the first day of classes but she hadn't told anyone except for Emma.

"Oh, please Belle. Everyone can see that you've got a crush on him. I've heard you're a total suck up." Regina said, purposefully hitting the brown haired Aussie where it hurt.

"You told her?" Belle turned, asking Emma.

"I didn't! I promise." Emma said to Belle who now had tears swelling in her eyes. Regina's eyes widened at this. She hadn't actually known anything for a fact.

"Then how does she know? How does anyone know?" Belle asked Emma who only stood there with her mouth open. Emma tried to say something but nothing would come out. "I trusted you." Belle cried as she ran out of the room. Emma was pissed. Who did Regina think she was? She stalked over to the brunette getting in her face.

"What the hell is your problem?!" Emma yelled. Her self control was already gone. "You know just because your life is miserable doesn't mean you have to make everyone else's miserable too. Regina stayed silent, not trusting herself to speak anymore. "Maybe what Ruby says about you is true. You know, I defended you at first but she's right. You are evil, your majesty. Or better yet, the evil queen." Emma spat before running out of the room to find Belle.

Once she was alone, Regina sat on her bed and cried. This is why she never had any friends. She could never separate her emotions from real life and she always ended up saying things that hurt people. The tears flowed as Emma's words echoed in her ears. Her high school nickname was following her to college. The Evil Queen.