Storybrooke High

Chapter 3: Where Did The Party Go?

Emma's POV

I lay on my bed, waiting for Elsa to finish doing her makeup and hair. I didn't understand why she had to take so long doing so, and I was getting really impatient.

After what seemed like an eternity later, Elsa left the small bathroom we shared, grabbed her purse, and motioned for me to come with her.

"You coming?" Elsa asked, sighing at my lack of makeup and hairstyle. I shrugged and followed her out the door.

"Where exactly are we going? Is it on campus?" I asked confused.

"Kind of, it's a plaza near the school that is only used by us students for parties. The teachers don't know about it. It's about a 10 minute walk from the campus," Elsa explained.

"Oh. Okay."

Regina's POV

"Regina, can't you hurry up?" I heard Ursula yell, making me roll my eyes. They knew what I was doing, procrastinating. They also knew why, I didn't wanted my over protective mother to know.

"I'm going as fast as possible, just be patient," I lied, hoping that they'd buy it. They didn't though.

"Regina, being late isn't very regal. Especially if you do it on purpose," Mal walked into the bathroom where I was 'doing my makeup'.

"I just-"

"Don't want to go, I know. But it'll be so much fun. Plus, I won't let your mom find out."

"Hah! Please, she finds out about everything," I said. Mal gave me a c'mon-it'll-be-so-much-fun-you-think-too-much-about-everything look, and I replied with my signature bitch-please look.

"If you don't come, I won't let you use that perfume of my that you love so much," Mal threatened. I adore that perfume. It smelled like apples and rainbows and fun times. Mal never uses it, and since I like apples so much (and my mom doesn't like buying me any kind of perfume), I basically own it. She crossed the line.

"You wouldn't," I glared intensely at her.

"Yes I would."

"Fine! I'll come to the party! But it's not because I want to." I surrendered.

"Well let's go then!"

We all made our way to the party, talking and laughing. As we entered the plaza full of music and dancing, I sighed, knowing that this party could determine how my sophomore year of high school would go.

Neal's POV

"I don't like this." I told Tink, watching all the people dancing to the music that wasn't even good.

"Hey, loosen up! Have some fun! It's not like you'll get a party like this every night," Tink said.

"Considering who my father is, I'm pretty sure I have something like this every night," I replied.

Tink chuckled in response. I looked around, hoping to find my salvation, even if it was just borrowing some earbuds from someone.

I saw a few people come in, but none that I had befriended already. I glanced to my right, seeing Rory, Ashley, and some other popular girls dancing, some with their significant other and others with no one. I looked back at the entrance, hoping someone I knew had happened to walk in. Instead, Elsa and another blonde girl I've never seen before walked in. She was pretty and she seemed nice, but she seemed nervous and awkward being at a party. She glanced toward me, and I turned away. I didn't want to make things more awkward.

"Somebody has a crush..." The accent I know all to well teased me from behind. I turned around, and Belle was smiling cheekily.

"Do not! I just happened to look at her. That means absolutely nothing," I replied.