So the first day came up pretty quick and to be honest, Emma was excited and ready to see the new faces. She got there 20 minutes earlier than she had to be. She dropped off Henry at daycare and went straight to school. She walked in her room and started setting up. She got everything ready and looked at her classes. She had five classes, three of them were advanced English for juniors and the other two were for advanced English for seniors.
Emma went to get a coffee from the teachers lounge and was greeted by Mary Margret.
"Hey Em. How's it going? Are you excited!?"
"You obviously are. I'm okay. I'm tired but also excited. I need my coffee." Emma walked over to the pot and poured a large amount of coffee into her mug. She only put one pump of milk into it and started chugging it down.
"Woah slow down there."
"No Mary. I need it. I have three junior classes this year instead of only two. I'm going to die with these underage juveniles." Emma sighed as she poured more coffee into her cup.
"Well, excuse me. The kids are going to start coming so I'll see you later okay? You're going to have to tell me how terrible your classes are." Mary smirked as she left leaving Emma to deal with her thoughts about these kids.
Emma went back to her room and waited for the students. The bell rang signaling that the doors opened for the students. Emma sat straight up in her seat. She could do it. It was easy. She just didn't want to deal with juniors. Her first class was a senior class. Then it went: 2nd period was seniors, 3rd period was a free class for her, 4th was juniors, 5th was another free class, 6th was lunch, 7th was juniors, and 9th period, also the last period of the day, was a class of juniors. The class was small but it looked nice. She was happy that she had at least one easy class of the day.
The first period class slipped in and sat with their friends, which wasn't going to fly. Emma was strict, like she needed to be.
The first few classes were okay and no one hit on her yet, even though she felt a few guys looking at her ass. Emma was wearing a pencil skirt that was a size smaller than her normal but, it picked out her every curve. She wore a pink blouse with a nice pair of heels. Even though she wasn't into guys she liked being noticed, and she was definitely getting noticed with that ass. Even though Belle didn't care what other people said or when they stared at Emma, the blonde new it pissed Belle off. She tried her hardest not to show off too much, but she loved the attention.
Belle worked in the library so it was a convince that the library was right under Emma's room. When it was 6th period and time for her to eat lunch she went down to the library to see Belle.
"Hey babe. You look hot as fuck in that."
"Belle! Watch your mouth!"
"Sorry, Ms. Swan." Belle said with a pouty face like Henry uses to get Emma to let him eat ice cream at night.
"That's better. So what are you doing? Wanna go get lunch together?"
"Hell yeah." When Belle realized what she just said she crinkled her face. "I mean heck."
"Better. Let's go."
Belle and Emma went to Grannies around the corner from the school. When they came back it was time for Emma's 7th period class.
Emma hated giving speeches but it was the first day of school and the students needed to know what she was about.
It was finally the end of the day, and Emma was praising lord that she hasn't had a bad class yet. That was about to change when a familiar face walked into the room wearing a hoodie with jeans and some nice pumps. It was that same olive skin that she gave over an eight dollar tip to. She was gonna be the death of Emma this year. This young girl looked like she was 20. She was just a junior and Emma was 24. She couldn't do anything and she knew it.
Emma began to have a pep talk to herself about this. 'Emma Swan you have a girlfriend. You don't even know this girls name. What are you doing get up there and start class. Shit.' It was already 3 minutes into class.
Emma looked up and finally realized that girl was looking at her from the back corner of the class with a crooked face on. She looked as if she was rich, but she didn't care about it.
"Hello class. I'm Ms. Swan. I'll be your advanced English teacher for the school year. I hope you all love reading and doing essays."
Emma heard a bunch of sighs and moans and Emma started to laugh. She looked up and saw the girls eyes on her. It looked as if the girl was tearing my clothes to pieces the way her eyes tore me up.
"I'm going to take role so when I call your name stand up and tell me something about yourself. I'll go first. I'm Emma Swan. I have a son, Henry, and he is 4 years old." Emma pointed to a young man in the front. "Now you go."
They made it all the way around until this young girl in the back with the hoodie was the only one left. She stood up and Emma eyed her.
"I'm Regina Mills. I transferred from Puerto Rico this year."
"Thank you Miss. Mills." Emma smiled lightly and Regina just pulled the sleeves of her hoodie farther down her arm.
Emma could tell there was something about Regina, but she could also tell that Regina was insecure. What else was Regina hiding behind that beautiful tanned skin?
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Advanced English
RomansaEmma has lived in Storybrooke for as long as she can remember and she has a 4 year old son. This is her 5th year of teaching and she lives on paycheck to paycheck. She was thrilled for the new school year. Her teacher friends were waiting for her to...