Hey guys, thanks for those who have reviewed/followed/favorited, I'm going to try and update once a week from now on. Thought I'd give you a little background on Emma, and why she acts the way she does.

Chapter Two: It's Just Chillin' Ya Know

Being abandoned at birth and growing up in the foster system gave Emma a very limited view on love. When she was younger she would use to try to justify her birth parents' reasoning for leaving her to die on the side of the road. Maybe they were aliens and had to leave her on a strange planet because their home planet was at war, or maybe her birth mother had her in the woods and died before being able to take her to the hospital. Emma had long since ruled out the alien theory, and the seven year old boy who found her hadn't seen any trace of another person with her that day. So as cliché as it sounds, little orphan Emma had no idea what love was.

This changed when her social worker dropped her in the middle of nowhere, better known as Storybrooke, Maine. Her mother Ingrid actually took her time trying to get to know Emma before judging her, she never put her hands on her, and she reassured the younger blonde time and time again that Emma was more than a meal ticket. Emma soon found out that she wasn't the only one who knew the pain of abandonment. Ingrid's family disowned her when they found out she was pregnant at seventeen. Ingrid learned to find her way without her family's money and raised her daughter Elsa, Emma's older sister on her own. Ingrid ended up making a good life for herself, she ran a popular ice cream shop in the small town, whose only rival in popularity is Granny's Diner.

When Emma came out as a lesbian to Ingrid in the beginning of her freshman year she was easily accepted by her mother. Although Ingrid didn't agree with Emma's way with women, she never shamed her for what she felt in her heart.

Emma knew for sure that Ingrid loved her when she offered to adopt her on her fifteenth birthday. Ingrid and Elsa were her forever family and she couldn't have asked for anything more.

The only person Emma loved outside of her family was Regina. In the beginning it had been a game to Emma. Flirt and fuck, that was how it always went. Regina however didn't play by the rules. She turned down every advance that Emma made on her and for that Emma admired her. When Emma finally decided to give up on getting in Regina's pants the two realized they were each other's perfect match, as friends of course.

The two knew everything about each other, from their favorite candy to the reason why Regina only ever wore long sleeves during their freshman year. There was really only three reasons for their separation, work, different classes, or Emma messing around with a new girl.

Even the bossiness and organization didn't turn Emma off, and as highly unlikely as it seemed, they balanced one another.

Although Emma liked Regina a lot, she knew they worked better as friends. She wouldn't be able to handle herself if she hurt Regina, and since she had truly never had a real girlfriend she knew paining her best friend would be inevitable if they made their friendship anything more.

The blonde also knew Regina had a thing for her, she also knew that her best friend would never in her life admit it. If there was one thing Emma was good at it was reading women. Neither of the two would act on their feelings because the consequences were too grand.

Emma sighed breaking out of her thoughts. She had just read three pages for her Lit class and didn't comprehend anything because of all the thoughts in her head. She was currently lying on Regina's bed in a sports bra and sweatpants, giving a weak attempt at doing her homework. She looked up from her book to see Regina spinning around on her desk chair instead of taking notes for their next Algebra lesson.

She tried commanding her gaze not to linger as she took in what her best friend was wearing. A gray Nike sports bra, and form fitting black tights that hugged every curve of her figure. Emma knew for a fact that Regina was wearing s thong underneath her tights because she often complained about seeing other girls letting their underwear lines show.

She only tore her eyes away when Regina stopped spinning to look at her. The brunette blushed when she realized she was caught in the act of goofing off.

"Can we finish our homework later, I can't concentrate." Emma groaned, Regina always made sure she finished her school work because she refused to graduate without Emma by her side.

"Yes," Regina relented, "but only because my mind is ten thousand miles away right now." she moved from her desk and flopped down on her bed next to Emma.

"Let's finally start season three of Orange Is The New Black, " Emma decided, turning on the television and connecting to Netflix. The two had watched the first two seasons together but had been to busy with work and road trips to start the third season during the summer.

"Ugh, I really don't want to have to watch Piper's bullshit."

"Come on Gina, I heard the new character Stella is like amazingly hot."

Regina snorted, "You're so gay,"

"Yeah like you're not?" Emma rolled her eyes, getting ready to press play.

"Bisexual, thank you very much." Regina glared at her before moving to lie her head on Emma's lap like she'd done anytime they watch their favorite show.

Emma stayed silent and pressed play while absentmindedly playing with Regina's hair.

She wondered if this was what Poussey had been talking about in season two when she was asked to describe what she thought love is.