Hey you guys! This is my very first OUAT fanfic and I'm pretty new to the fandom. I have no idea where I'm going but I hope you all enjoy this! I'm always open to suggestions. Enjoy x

Chapter 1

Emma Swan adjusted her hair and smoothed out the nonexistent wrinkles in her jeans. They were skin tight, really, they added to her signature look. She pulled on the slightly tattered red leather jacket she had had for the last couple years. Standing in front of her full length mirror, she looked herself up and down. She wore a tan colored t-shirt underneath, which went perfectly with the color of her jacket. She wore black knee-high boots, which went perfectly with her skin tight jeans.

Damn I look good. Before she could finish ogling herself, she heard her foster mom call her. "Emma, are you awake?"

Mary Margaret loved her foster daughter to death, but she couldn't for life of her ever get Emma to wake up on time. So when she walked up to the blonde's room, she was flabberghasted to see a fully dressed teenager, ready for school.

Emma gave her a smirk that told her she knew just how surprised she was. "Mary Margaret, it's my first day of school in Storybrooke, of course I got up early! I just want to make a good impression, you know? I can feel that it's going to be a good year!"

Taken aback by her daughter's positivity, she fought back a smile but soon her cheeks gave way and her lips curled upward. Throwing her arms around the girl, she tightened her grip and held her close. "Emma, I'm so proud of you! Will you let me make you breakfast?"

"Uh…" Emma was never one to ask for too many things, especially having someone cook for her. In her old foster homes she was lucky if they fed her dinner.

"I don't even know why I asked, I'm not taking no for an answer, come on!" Grabbing her wrist, Mary Margaret pulled her down the stairs and sat her down on the stool in front of the bar in the kitchen. "So, what does your day look like?"

Emma got up to grab her schedule from her bag because well, even she didn't know. "Uh…" She pulled out the white slip of paper and read it to her foster mom:

1st Period(7:35-8:21)- Physical Education (Lucas)

2nd Period(8:25-9:11)- AP Chemistry(Gold)

3rd Period(9:15-9:56)-AP Government(Hopper)

4th Period(10:00-10:41)-Free

5th Period(10:45-11:25)-Health

6th Period(11:29-12:09)-AP Literature & Composition(Mills)

7th Period(12:13-12:53)-Lunch

8th Period(12:57-1:37)-AP Spanish(Gomez)

9th Period(1:41-2:21)-AP Physics(Nolan)

"Wow Emma, you're smart!" Mary Margaret was unable to contain her wonderment. She knew Emma was smart, but she didn't know she was a genius!

Emma's cheeks flushed red. She knew she was slightly smarter than the other kids, but she didn't like to boast about it. She was 16, but taking senior classes. The only thing she had to hold onto in her foster homes was her knowledge, and not a day went by that she wasn't grateful for that. "Thanks."

The two ate their pancakes and eggs in a comfortable silence until Mary Margaret took one look at her watch. "Wow, the time really escaped me! We'd better get going!" MM offered to give Emma a ride to school every morning since the Elementary School was a short walk away from the high school.

Grabbing her bag, they shuffled out of the room and into MM's car. Emma looked out the window on the drive. She didn't realize how small Storybrooke really was until she rode through the town. Resting her head on the window, she began to think about everything that ever happened to her. She didn't even notice when Mary Margaret stopped the car or that they were at her school. She did however noticed when a warm, pale hand reached up to squeeze her shoulder.

When their eyes met, Emma noticed how Mary Margaret's usually cheerful eyes were now filled with concern. "Are you okay, sweetheart?"

Nodding her head, Emma shook MM's hand off her shoulder and was going to get out of the car when the same hand grabbed her hand that was on the door handle and held it within her's. Giving Emma a kiss on the cheek, Mary Margaret nuzzled her head against the girls' affectionately. "I know you were thinking about your past. Try to think of happy things right now. It's your last first day of high school at a new school and I want you to focus on that. I love you Emma, have a good day."

Emma couldn't hide the warmth she felt in her heart at Mary Margaret's words. When she started slipping back into her dark place, Mary Margaret gave her a pointed look which forced Emma to chuckle at the woman's solemnity. "Okay, see you later MM. I hope you have a good day too." Getting out of the car, she waved at the woman before she walked inside the high school.

The building wasn't large at all, but it wasn't small either. Emma couldn't describe it, but it fit Storybrooke perfectly. Once inside, she was engrossed in the colossal of people that occupied the building. It wasn't so much that there were many people, it was that she came right before first period as destined to start. Making her way to the main office, she waited politely and patiently until the woman called her up.

"Name please." The woman honestly sounded like she'd rather die than do her job, but determined to make an impression, Emma's smile never faltered.

"Emma Swan."

"Oh you're new here, congratulations." This time, the woman didn't hide the sarcasm. Handing Emma another fresh copy of her schedule and a hall pass, she looked pointedly at Emma. "I issue the hall passes here. Go to class, do not skip class. If you skip class, you'll spend the day with me, and I don't want to spend the day with you in detention."

Emma simply nodded and thanked the woman before heading out of the room. Not needing to stop at her new locker, she walked to the gymnasium. Cringing slightly, she noticed it was already full of girls who were now staring at her. Pretending not to notice, she walked up to the teacher and handed her the pass before taking a seat on the bleachers in the corner.

"As I said class, my name is Mrs. Lucas, but you can call me Granny. This year we will start with flag football and thereafter go through units of tennis, soccer, running, basketball, lacrosse, and fitness testing. I have three rules. Rule number one, I need your participation. I'm not saying you need to be Olympians, but in order to pass my class you'd better do what I say. Rule number two, don't skip my class. If I catch you skipping my class, you'll be sorry. Rule number three, don't mess with my girls. All of you are officially my girls. I know how cruel all of you can be, so don't even act like you don't know what I'm talking about. Mess with someone else, I mess with you. Any questions?"

When no one in the room raised their hands, Granny told them that they could have this period as a study hall. Because it was the first day of school, they just sat and talked. Emma pulled out her cell phone and checked it for messages. 0 messages. She sighed and pulled out her schedule.

Soon enough, the bell rang. Emma had never been more happy to have been out of a class in her life. Maybe this year wasn't what she had hoped it would be. The day went on until Emma had a free period. She wasn't really sure what someone would do during a free period, so she was a deer in headlights. She felt her heart skip a beat when someone touched her on her shoulder.

Ruby Lucas held her hands up in defense as Emma quickly turned to see who the offender was. "Hey, calm down! I was just trying to say hi.."

Gasping for air, Emma held her chest until she was able to get her heart rate low enough to speak. "Hey, I'm sorry, you just scared me is all."

Chuckling and nodding in agreement, she began to speak. "I'm Ruby Lucas", she held out her hand and shaked the blonde's still quivering hand.

"Lucas as in...?"

"Yes, Granny is my grandmother."

Nodding, Emma looked at her, waiting for her to get to her point. "Anyway, my friends and I are sitting over there during our free period and," she pointed over to a group of about five people who were sitting at a table together, now waving at her, she continued, "So I was wondering if you would like to join us. Each year of high school, we've added people to the group and I love meeting new people, so it's great. So yeah, will you join us?"

Considering it for a moment, Emma thought of the pros and cons. Yeah, she could go sit with new people and possibly make friends she would have for the rest of her life, or she could go read a book until this period was over. Before she could say yes or no, she heard the squealing of Ruby Lucas and felt her hands once again on her shoulders. Touchy.

"I know you're gonna say no. Don't! Say yes!"

Going against her better judgment, Emma simply nodded her head and followed Ruby to her seat, trying to ignore the squealing. When she arrived to the table, everyone around her cheered. If this isn't the weirdest group of people…

Just when she thought it couldn't get weirder, she heard what sounded like a million "Hi Emma's". Saying a quiet hello to all of them, she took a seat next to a blonde girl. She could tell the girl wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by a boy across the table.

"Hey Emma, I'm Graham."

"Hey Graham, it's nice to meet you." Emma observed the boy. He was good looking, and Emma could tell he may have been the school manwhore. Honestly, it didn't matter to her as long as he stayed away from her in that sense.

"Hey Emma, I'm Katherine Midas!" Emma turned and saw that it was the blonde next to her who was saying hello. "I'm Ruby's best friend, and I can't wait to get to know you better!" Emma smiled and was grateful she had people who were being so nice to her.

After getting introduced to everyone, the bell rang and they all gathered their things and got ready to go to their next class. Once she got to health, she sat through a period of syllabus reading and introducing herself to everyone else in the class. Looking down at her schedule, she saw that she had AP Literature & Composition next.

All of her classes had been somewhat close to her, so when she saw that the room number for that room wasn't at all close to where she was, she started to panic. Emma spent the next six minutes wandering the halls, searching for the room she was supposed to go in. It wasn't until she saw Katherine that she felt somewhat relieved. "Katherine!"

Katherine turned to see her new friend and smiled. "Hey Emma! You okay?" Emma took in the blonde's disheveled appearance and instantly rushed to her side.

"Hey Katherine, I'm fine, just lost."

"Let me see your schedule."

Looking at the schedule, Katherine nodded in realization. "All of your previous classes have been down here. If you go up the staircase, you'll see some bathrooms and if you turn to your right the first room on your left is the room you want to be in. Your teacher is a bitch, so good luck with that."

Not even holding back her laughter, Emma let out a chuckle. "Well, if she's a bitch that means she's more interesting than all my teachers so far put together."

Thanking Katherine, Emma followed the directions she was given and was standing outside a door that said "Ms. Mills".

Upon her arrival, Ms. Mills had just finished sharing her rules regarding punctuality with the class. "As I stated previously class, I do not tolerate tardiness", she stated, glaring at Emma. Emma blushed sheepishly and found a seat. Great, in the front. Cursing under her breath, she sat back in seat and began to doodle on her paper until she felt someone standing over her.

"Is there something you'd like to share with that class….?" Ms. Mills looked at Emma, expecting the blonde to produce a name.

"Emma Swan."

"Ms. Swan. Would you care to share what you've been doing for the last twenty minutes with the class?"

When Emma shook her head, Ms. Mills grabbed her notebook and read the writing on the page. Emma felt relieved that the teacher wouldn't understand a word on the page, considering it was in Spanish. Ms. Mills' face softened as she read the words on the page. She placed Emma's notebook back on her desk and began teaching again.

It was then that Emma took in the woman's appearance. Licking her lips slightly as she watched the older woman, she couldn't help but pay extra attention to how curvaceous the woman before her was. She stood about 5'5, in a grey pant suit having taken off the blazer due to the temperature. She was wearing a magenta blouse, which brought out the color of her skin and went nicely with the grey. Emma's eyes drifted to her cleavage. Only one button was left undone, but it was enough to leave Emma with a pretty good idea of what was covered.

Emma seemed to analyze the woman's body for the rest of the class period until she heard the bell. All day it had been music to her ears, but now her heart felt as if it were breaking when she had to leave the woman. Before she could get out of the door, she heard a voice calling her.

Turning, she saw it was Ms. Mills, sitting on one of the desks, waiting for her expectantly. When she stood in front of her, she waited for the teacher to tell her what she called her over for.

"Miss Swan, please do see that you're on time to my classes from now on—"

"I got lost, it's my first day here."

Ms. Mills raised an eyebrow at the girl interrupting her, but she didn't say anything. She simply held up her hand to stop the blonde from speaking. "I don't wish to hear your excuses Miss Swan. All I ask is that you're on time and that you give me your undivided attention. This is not Regents English, I assume you do know that dear."

When all she received was a nod in response, she sighed. "I suppose you are dismissed."

With that, Ms. Mills was left with the gaping silence that filled the air.

She walked over to her desk and sat down in the chair, determined to get some paperwork done. What she wasn't prepared for was the note that sat on her desk. It wasn't on any special paper and the handwriting was unrecognizable.

It said:

Smile.

And that she did.