I Don't Want To Talk To You!

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Emma stomped on every puddle she came in contact with as she followed Mary Margaret to school. Her sneakers were getting drenched and so was the bottom of her pants.

"Emma careful, you could catch a cold!" Mary Margaret warned her making Emma grin as she took a running start as she jumped into a rather large puddle. Lightly splashing Mary Margaret in the process.
"Careful turbo! I can't be wet I'm the teacher!" She laughed along with Emma.

Emma scowled when she saw David standing by the door.
"Hey Emma can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked and Emma turned to Mary Margaret.
"Do you hear that ? Sounds like the wind!" She then dodged David's hand and stomped inside.

"She hates me!" David sighed and Mary Margaret smiled at him sympathetically.
"No she doesn't she's just hurt." She whispered with a smile and David smiled gratefully at her.
"So who'd she say you were?" He asked and Mary Margaret smiled.

"Oh its silly." She told him shaking her head.
"I've got like ten minutes of silly." He told her with a smile and she grinned before she took a deep breath then exclaimed.
"Snow White." She whispered and David's smile fell slightly.

"Snow white?" He asked softly and she nodded.
"Yeah, well I've gotta go teach so I guess I'll just see you later." She told him as she turned and retreated back into the building a small blush creeping onto her face.

To Be Continued......

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