The Queen's Thief

Chapter 1: Who's this?

*26 years old*
*Story Brooke*
~Samantha's pov~

I was walking around the classroom looking at the drawings each of the kids had made of their families. I stopped walking around when the draw of one particular little boy who always manges to catch attention.

"Henry how are you doing today?" I decided to start a conversation so I could get a better look at his drawing.

"Ok I guess... Mom has another meeting tonight. So she can't pick me up." He pouted as he put down his marker.

"Still not a fan of being home alone, huh?" He nodded his head at my question. "Yea, I'm still not a fan myself."

I finally got a good look at his drawing. Normally he follows the assignment, but adds a lot of imagination to them.

Todays assignment was to draw a family portrait, but all he's drawn is a woman standing next to a yellow BMW.

"How about you meet me here after school and I'll take you home." I smiled down at him as he stood up.

"Ok Miss Bailey." He said through his adorable smile before hugging me. after he let go of me the bell rang.

"Ok class leave your pictures where they are and I'll pick them up." I said as the wave of children stood up and began to file out of the room to their next class.

I looked over to the door and saw a dear friend of mine and fellow teacher standing just outside the room while she waited for the students to finish leaving the room.

"Henry you can go ahead to your next class, but don't forget to meet me here after school so I can take you home." I said to Henry before he ran off to his next class.

I began to pick up all the loose coloring supplies while my friend finally entered the class.

"How was class?" she asked while smirking.

"The usual. George sticking crayons up his nose, and Tyler managing to get paint then putting it in Caroline's hair." I began to pick up the art projects that were sprawled out across the tables. "The only difference is that Henry didn't draw his usual fairy tales."

I placed the art projects on my desk and pulled out the file I put the recently graded pictures that Henry had done. They were mostly of Snow White and the Evil Queen.

"For some reason he drew a woman standing next to a what I think is a yellow BMW."

"Well there is someone new in town that drives one of those. He has become quite infatuated with her." She said as if she was pretending to be suspicious.

"Mary Margret are you going to be late to you own class?" I couldn't help but tease her once I caught sight of my watch.

"I probably should go." She said before she began to speed walk out of my class. "Bye Samantha."

I didn't have anymore classes for the day so I began to grade papers; which wasn't really grading it was more of making sure they put their names on the paper and did something.

I began to feel like I wasn't alone in the room anymore so I decided to say, "Honestly, I love to look at the children's art. You always get a new view on the world." I didn't look up to see who was there.