The Modern Fairy Tale Town Book 1: Magic is Coming

chapter 5: Evie Moves In

When the next morning came, Evie groaned as she heard her phone ringing and buzzing. She thought maybe it was too early for this to be happening since she didn't hear her phone alarm go off as she always had it scheduled for 7:15 sharp so she could get up, wake up Henry, then they would both get ready for school, get some breakfast, be given some big sister duties from Regina, and then heading to school before 8:00. However, when Evie checked her phone, it was indeed 7:15. She then groaned and turned off her alarm before yawning and stretching and then looked around before feeling confused. "Wait... This isn't my room..." she then said as she looked flabberghasted at her surroundings and even more so as she smelled coffee brewing. "Mom...?"

"Oh... Good. You're awake." A new voice said, though she sounded nothing like Regina and then Evie looked over to see who it actually was.

"Ms. Blanchard?" Evie blinked as she looked over from lying down on the couch with a pillow and blanket before she looked around, feeling even more confused.

"Did you sleep all right, Evie?" Ms. Blanchard asked with a small smile.

"Uh... Yeah... I guess so..." Evie replied. "Uh... But can you tell me what I'm doing over here? ...This is your place, right?"

"Yes, it's my loft and you asked to come here last night, remember?" Ms. Blanchard nodded before reminding Evie.

"I did...?" Evie then asked as she put her hand to her head.

"...You don't remember?" Ms. Blanchard frowned. "You just ended up at my door late last night and you looked like you were going to be sick and looked so unhappy."

"I did?" Evie asked softly. "Why don't I remember doing that?"

"Hmm... Well, sometimes when we feel intense emotions, sometimes our brains can be put on auto-pilot like that," Ms. Blanchard then calmly explained. "I just wanted to help you out and I tried to ask you what happened, but you didn't seem to be in the mood."

"Oh... Yeah... Um... I had trouble with Mom and Henry last night," Evie explained calmly as she then remembered that at least. "It's a bit of a long story... I'm not sure who I could talk to about it... Mom's being impossible and not to mention Emma's in trouble with the town."

"Yes... I've heard and read the paper," Ms. Blanchard nodded. "Well, you could always talk to Dr. Hopper? He always tells others to let their conscience be their guide and he already talks to your brother."

"I guess... Maybe..." Evie shrugged before she pulled back the blanket and came to stand up from the couch. "Where's your bathroom?"

"Just right this way," Ms. Blanchard said as she decided to lead Evie to her bathroom. "You can freshen up and we'll have some breakfast together, then we'll get going to school."

"I just can't believe I don't remember coming over here." Evie said softly on the way to the bathroom.

"You seem to have been through a lot, which is natural for your age and you're a teenager after all," Ms. Blanchard said to her. "Also, your mother seems to be under a lot of stress over this Emma Swan person. What do you think of Emma anyway?" she then asked softly.

"She seems interesting, but I don't know," Evie shrugged. "I don't really believe in Henry's theory of the fairy tale curse, but I want him to be happy and now he probably hates me. He thinks that Emma and I think that he's crazy."

"Ah... I guess that was on Emma's mind last night too," Ms. Blanchard said softly. "She came over last night. I'm rather fond of her... Though, it's funny."

"What is?" Evie then asked curiously.

"Well... Ever since Emma came into town, I've had the strangest yet most wonderful feeling when we shared cookies together before you came around," Ms. Blanchard explained as calmly as she could. "I just feel like I've met her before... Somehow, I feel like I've known her all her life or something."