AN: new story! This is a short chapter to introduce you to the characters but I promise there's more to come. Enjoy and let me know if you want more ;)

"I don't understand why can't I just share the room with you," Regina tried again with a frown as she walked next to her sister.

Zelena rolled her eyes and pushed a red curl away from her face, "I've already told you. I'm a year ahead of you and the rooms are arranged by years." She shot a glance at her sister and smirked, nudging her arm," Are you scared?"

Regina glared at her. "Of course not," she huffed. "I just hope I get a good roommate. That's all."

"I'm praying for whoever is so lucky to share a room with you on a daily basis," Zelena laughed at her own joke and Regina crossed her arms.

"Shut up."

Zelena had been attending this private school for a year now, while Regina had stayed at her old school with her mother at the head of the institution. After insisting for a couple of years, Regina was finally able to leave her mother's grip and attend to another school and, after hearing all the things her sister told her, she had no doubt this school was the best for her.

She had thought they would share a room at the dorm since they hadn't done that in a long time but her plans didn't go quite through.

"Who knows," Zelena shrugged next to her. "Maybe this is your chance to finally find love. Like in a movie! You enter you room and there she is, sitting on her bed, and she looks up at you…"

"Zelena!" Regina cut her sister's tale with a blush covering her cheeks. Zelena was the only one she had come out, fearing her mother could find out in the old school.

Finally the big school structure appeared in the horizon and she took a breath. There she could finally have a fresh start, away from her mother. Or at least, as far as she could get in the same city.

Zelena slid her arm over her shoulders and brought her closer, "C'mon sis, it's going to be fine. You'll see."

Regina smiled at her and nodded, truly hopping she was right.

"Welcome to Storybrooke's Academy." A small woman smiled at the crowd gathered around the stairs. She was young, Regina noticed, and she fitted more in a bakery rather than at a school. "Unfortunately, Principal Lucas can't join you, so I'll be your guide today. My name's Mary Margaret, but everyone calls me Snow."

Regina eyed the rest of the students that were with her. Her future classmates. She tried to search for someone she could get along and her eyes were draw to a blonde girl who fitted even less than Mary Margaret.

The girl was wearing jeans, a shirt knotted to her waist, a tank top and a red leather jacket. She was leaning in, whispering something to another girl and making her giggle. Regina frowned at her rude behaviour and looked away, now focusing on what the teacher was saying as they followed her.

"I teach Biology and I will be your tutor this year, so if you have any doubt or question, my door is always open." She paused to smile at the students and then kept walking, showing the different classrooms. A man stopped reading the papers he was carrying when he saw the crowd, stopping next to Mary Margaret with a smile.

"So you're the newbies, huh?"

"David," Mary Margaret scolded him, although the smile on her face didn't make it very believable. "These are the new students. This is David Nolan. He's teaching you maths this year."

He raised his right hand, "I promise to make you like maths by the end of the year. If I fail, I'm buying the booze for the end of the year's party."

"David!" Mary Margaret exclaimed and he just laughed.

"Soda. I meant soda," he threw a wink at the students and left the crowd, going back to his papers.

Mary Margaret shook her head with a smile and Regina rolled her eyes. She thought this school would have competent teachers, not…this. When they stopped again, Regina's eyes found the blonde from before, now tapping her foot on the floor and making a repetitive sound. She narrowed her eyes at the young girl and, as if the blonde had felt it, their eyes locked.

Regina held the stare and could see from across the room the bluest eyes she had seen looking at her with curiosity. When the other girl smiled at her, Regina stiffened her back and looked away. At least she had stopped tapping her foot, she thought in an attempt to ignore the fact she could feel the heat on her cheeks.

"Okay, now I'll arrange the roommates," Mary Margaret—Regina refuse to call her Snow—announced in front of a desk with a great amount of keys waiting to be handed. "You will have a month to adapt, and you can always ask for a change in case any of you feel uncomfortable. We tried to arrange it the best way possible though, so we hope that isn't the case."

She grabbed the list and started to read names in couples, handing them their keys. Regina watched how her classmates smiled shyly at each other and walked to a side of the room, chatting about themselves, and swallowed her nerves. Regina wouldn't say she was someone difficult to live with, she just wanted everything to be tidy and neat to ensure the best vibe for her room.

Her sister disagreed; she had told Regina multiple times she was really difficult to live with.

Mary Margaret kept going, handing keys and saying names, until there were only two left on the side of the not yet assigned. Regina glanced at her side and saw the blonde at the same time Mary Margaret said her name, "Regina Mills?"

Regina took a step forward, her heart beating fast without a good reason, "Here."

Mary Margaret smiled at her before looking down to read the other name, "Okay. Emma Swan?"

The girl stepped forward, but tripped on her own feet and, out of reflex, Regina held out her arms to stop her from falling face to the ground. The girl—Emma—blowed a strand of gold hair off her face and smiled, "Thanks."

Once they were both standing in front of Mary Margaret, Regina turned to the teacher after murmuring, "Be more careful next time." She grabbed the key and made her way towards the other students.

When they joined them, Emma leaned in. "It feels like being picked the last in a game, doesn't it?" she whispered, her breath tickling Regina's neck.

Regina turned to look at her and found the blue piercing eyes, now noticing they were splashed by green dots, "No." She looked down to the number written on the key. 108. Looking up but avoiding Emma's eyes, she said, "Let's go then."