Teacher's Pet (OUAT)

Chapter Six

After a while, lunches with Ms. Mills had become regular. Emma always stayed after class and the brunette never protested. Most of their lunches were filled with idle conversations, while some were just sat in companionable silence. At times, the two would get into deeper conversations, and Emma had suspected that Regina was more comfortable with her by now.

It was rare when the conversations evolved around the teacher herself, since she had usually been the one to ask Emma questions regarding her future. But as the weeks progressed, the blonde teen was able to get Ms. Mills to open up. And it was nice. She felt... trusted.

During one of the lunch hours, it was another Monday and the blonde had decided to dub it as 'lasagna day', Emma had brought out another container of the meal. Ruby must have made it a Monday thing and that didn't really bother Emma any, since the look of joy on Ms. Mills' face was enough to make up for the meal she wasn't so fond of. And of course, the noises she made upon tasting the spicy dish.

The murmur of satisfaction that rumbled in the brunette's voice had the blonde so distracted that she hadn't heard the question Regina had asked after finishing her swallow of food.

"I-I didn't catch that. What did you ask?" Emma's cheeks burned a deep shade of pink and she was quite sure it was noticeable. If Regina had noticed, she didn't say anything.

The words that left Emma's lips made Ms. Mills chuckle. "I asked if you had any plans after high school. Do you plan on leaving Storybrooke?"

"Oh, yeah," Emma blinked and sat straight in her seat, her plastic fork absentmindedly poking at the half-eaten lasagna square.

"Oh?" The brunette tilted her head.

Emma just looked at her with a blink, marveling in the way that Ms. Mills had given her undivided attention. She liked that. Usually other people acted so disinterested in what she had to say, with an exception of a select few.

"Where do you plan on going?"

"Sorry, I wasn't... My mind isn't here today." Emma mumbled sheepishly, playing with the end of her ponytail. "I want to go to Boston. Graham and I decided to join the police force up there together. I mean, of course I ought to go to college and I hope I get accepted into the one Graham's at." She babbled mindlessly.

"Pardon me, but who's Graham?" Ms. Mills asked politely, pushing her thick, black-framed glasses up.

"Oh, Graham. He's my gaming buddy. I think we hit it off 'cause he wanted to join the police force, too. He doesn't like the bastards that get away, either, and he wants to help get those guys locked up." The blonde elaborated. She couldn't help but to study her teacher's face. She saw something flicker through those muddy orbs of hers, but Emma didn't quite catch it. "He's actually supposed to be coming down here in a couple of months to tell me all about it. Well... he's supposed to visit all of us, but I'm gonna make him tell me about what it's like up there and what his apartment's like. I'm gonna have to crash there for a bit, I know for sure."

"I see," Ms. Mills smiled. "I do wish you good luck and I hope that you do get accepted."

"Thanks." She gave her a sheepish smile, her fingers working at the seam of her jeans.

"I'm quite sure that it would be nice if you were able to go to the same school as your boyfriend. He is your boyfriend, correct?" Regina's smile wavered.

Emma tilted her head, closely eyeing the new look on the older woman's face. She still couldn't guess what it was. The teacher was masked into a poker face. But what she had said just made the blonde laugh.