Disclaimer: Once Upon a Time does not belong to me! All characters and references to the show belong to ABC and Channel 5.

YO! It's me again, and I'm back with a vengeance! This is my third and final installment to the Schools Out! Series and I'm determined to make it epic. I've enjoyed my time off but now it's time to get back to work.

So? What're you waiting for? Enjoy!

Once Upon a Time: Schools Out! The Third One-Chapter 1

The day had finally come round again. The sun rose over the ancient school building, and even in the early hours of the morning cars were pulling up in front of the college, the vehicles belonging to teachers, students, or even the parents of students who were ready to send their children off to their final semester of the year at Fairytale College.

One car in particular pulled up outside of the college, and from within a father leaned back in the drivers seat, turning to the sulking daughter next to him.

"No" she snapped.

"Don't start this again-"

"No!"

"This is your education-"

"I said, no!"

"Just get out of the car!"

"I don't wanna!"

"Snow!" Leopold Blanchard groaned, running a hand over his face in grief. Snow White kept her mouth firmly shut, arms crossed over her chest (which had ballooned as much as her stomach) and a dark look on her face.

"Snow White Blanchard" the old man said slowly, trying to keep his temper "We've been over this, it's just your hormones acting up. If I took you home now, you would regret it!"

"No, I wouldn't!" Snow White shrieked "Don't sit there acting like you know me, father! You don't know me! You don't know what I'm going through, you're not the one who's freaking pregnant!"

"Oh God..." Leopold sighed, leaning his head on the cold window as Snow White launched into another mood-swing rant.

As she had been doing for the entire holiday!

"This is my choice, and I've chosen to go home rather than be the College's very own walking talking planet!" she cried, and then, out of nowhere, tears started to drip down her face "I'm a planet!" she wailed, "I'm fat!" and started to hysterically sob into her hands.

After watching her for a few moment, Leopold reached over and gently patted her shoulder "Do you want to get out of the car now, Darling?"

Sniveling, Snow White nodded.

OUAT

A few hours later, another car arrived at the College, and from within it a small blonde girl came out wearing a thin, long sleeved jacket with her hands stuffed into the pockets. Her head was bowed so that her light hair obscured most of her face, and she was wearing a pair of large sunglasses.

From the other side of the car, another blonde-a boy this time-stepped out of his seat, a look of sympathy on his face as he walked to where his girlfriend stood at the boot.

"Ella" he says calmly, unlocking the boot and reaching out for one of his suitcases "Is there really any point in hiding it?"

Ella doesn't reply with words. She just nods.

"But everyone's gonna see it anyway!" Thomas told her, pulling his silver pull-along case onto the pavement "You can't go around all semester wrapped up like that!"

"Oh, yes I can!" Ella contradicted, and after making sure no-one was looking she flashed out a hand and dragged her own case out of the car "I'll see you inside" she said, and before Thomas could respond, she started speed-walking towards the school.

But, unfortunately, before she could escape into her familiar dorm house, a small, tanned, auburn haired teenager blocked her way.

"Ella!" Belle cried, moving closer to her "Hi! How was your Spring Break?" she barely paused for an answer, not noticing Ella's predicament "Mine was so insane, Ruby took me to this club, Cameo-" a sudden giggle surrounded her babble, and she appeared not to notice that the blonde was barely listening to her, looking like she wanted nothing more than to just run.

"Yeah, that's great, Belle. Listen I really-"

"And we both got a little drunk-well-" the petite girl shrugged "A lot drunk, and the next think you know, we're bothstood on the bar singing the entire Bohemian Rhapsody!" she burst out laughing, her hands covering her mouth while Ella slowly started to edge past her.

"Really? Wow, you'll have to tell me more sometime! But listen I really have to go, so..." Belle looked at her friend oddly, all traces of humour slowly leaving her face.

"Ella, are you O.k?" she asked, taking in the rest of her frame, her eyes raking her strange attire "And, if you don't mind my asking, why are you dressed like that?"

"Like what?" Ella responded, and Belle raised an eyebrow, using a hand to draw attention to her clothes and sunglasses.

"Like it's the middle of the Fall when it's just coming on for Summer" she said, pointing a finger at her hair-shielded face "And those glasses...I've never seen you wear them before"

"I...have sensitive eyesight!" Ella said, blurting out the first thing that came into her head. Belle didn't looked like she believed her, and the blonde groaned. She had hoped it wouldn't come to this...

"Alright" she said miserably, a hand slowly coming up to her hair "Just...promise you won't laugh?"

"I promise!" Belle swore, and taking a deep breath, Ella parted her hair and took off the sunglasses.

The bottom of the brunettes mouth fell to the floor and her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. She stared at Ella's face, the corners of her lips starting to twitch, and she quickly covered her mouth so her poor friend wouldn't see.

Ella's face, normally so fair and devoid of blemishes, was now a bright, vivid crimson, save for two large circles around her eyes which were the exact shape of her sunglasses, and two flesh coloured strips that appeared to stop at her ears.

"Oh...my God!" Belle's muffled voice came through her fingers, and Ella let out a whine.

"Look, on the day before we were supposed to come back to here, Thomas, Arthur and Gwen and me went to the beach. I didn't think it was gonna be that hot, so, I didn't put on that much sun screen!"

"Oh, Ella!" Belle gasped, trying her hardest not to smile "So...is it just your face?"

The sun-burned girl shook her head "I was wearing a bikini"

"Oh!" Belle had to cover her mouth again, her shoulders shaking.

"Do you think anyone will notice?"

Belle was saved from answering that question with a straight face when a bright red blur zoomed out of the Dame house and stopped at the girls. Ruby Lucas-just as tanned as Belle-opened her mouth to greet them, but the second she laid eyes on Ella, her mouth froze, her eyes widened, and she doubled over at the waist and exploded into laughter, nearly falling to the floor as she pointed at Ella's red face, and the blonde watched her with a look of pure misery on her own.

"Oh" she sighed sadly, ignoring the guilty grin Belle could no longer suppress "It's good to be back!"

OUAT

As usual, the first thing Rumplestiltskin Gold did when he got to his old dorm room was hide his lock box of cash-full of the profits he made from selling his programmes-in the secret compartment in his closet. Once he had locked them away, he slammed the ornate wooden door shut just as he heard a knock on his door.

He breathed out heavily through his nose. He'd barely been here for five bloody seconds...

"Gold?" came a tentative voice. It was female, but unfamiliar to him "A-are you in there?"

"Yes" Rumplestiltskin answered, calm despite his irritation "Come in, dearie. Don't be shy!"

Slowly, his door cracked open, and with hesitant steps a girl-who couldn't be older than nineteen-walked in. She was slim with blue eyes, short, and had long blonde plaits that hung over her shoulders to her waist. Her soft hands were fisted at her sides, and her eyes were darting about nervously.

Rumplestiltskin smiled "I don't believe we've met" he said, and the girl swallowed.

"M-my name is Gretel. Gretel Tillman" she said. Rumplestiltskin's smile grew.

"Ah yes, Hansel Tillmans twin sister" he chuckled "Tell me, how is he recovering after his, uh, breakdown?"

Gretel gasped "He-he didn't have a breakdown!" she said angrily, her voice squeaking a little "He was nervous about exams! It could've happened to anyone-"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever!" Rumplestiltskin sneered "I believe you came here for a purpose?"

"Y-yes" Gretel nods, bravely taking another step into the room "I...I need protection against a computer virus. A really bad computer virus. I heard you were the guy to come to for that"

"Indeed" Rumplestiltskin nodded, but then he gestured to the unpacked suitcase and boxes on his bed "Unfortunately, as you can see I am a little preoccupied. You'll have to come back later"

Gretel blinked, and then frowned "W-what? No I, I need it now! Candice Ginger, she's sworn to-"

"Yes, yes, dearie, I'm sure Candice has threatened to ruin your life like most of those girls in Mills house" said Rumplestiltskin "But, as you can see, I haven't finished unpacking yet, and I'm not going to be giving out any programmes when I'm not even sure where they are" and God, wasn't that the truth? On that final day in Scotland, Rumplestiltskin had been more focused on keeping Bae out of earshot of his parents screaming arguments than he had been on packing. Christ, that had been a holiday from hell...

Irritatingly, Gretel was evidently refusing to leave until she got what she wanted "Look Gold, if I don't protect my computer, I could loose everything! All my papers for class, money from my bank-"

Unable to take it anymore, Rumplestilskin launched himself forward until he was right up in Gretel's face, his eyes blazing, and hot, heavy breath coming through his nose and mouth. Automatically, Gretel's pleas were silenced.

"Dearie" he said, his voice low and frightening "I have told you, you may come back, later, when I am ready for you. In the meantime, I suggest that you get out of this room, get out of this dormitory, and learn the evidentially forgotten art of patience!" the last word came out as a loud screech, causing Gretel to yelp terribly and jump away from him. Her hands were raised defensively, but to his satisfaction, Rumplestiltskin could see that they were shaking. She swallowed, nodded, and turning her back to him, walked out of the room.

Finally, Rumplestiltskin put a hand on the door to close it, but, just before she was out of earshot, he heard Gretel mumble something under her breath:

"...no wonder she dumped him..."

Gripping the wood of the door so hard his knuckles turned white, Rumplestiltskin fought to contain the wave of emotion that hit him. For a full two weeks he had been trying to put her out of his mind so he wouldn't look too mournful whenever his insufferably smug father was around, but as soon as the mere reference to her was uttered, he was suddenly painfully reminded of that fact that, pretty soon, he would be forced to see the very girl who he'd been trying to forget about. Up close and personal.

Rumplestiltskin slammed his door with so much force that several splinters broke free of the frame, the hinges complaining as they nearly came free of the wood.

OUAT

At that same moment in time, there was another knock on another door. James Nolan left his half-packed bags and opened it to see his best friend, Thomas Herman, stood at his door.

"Hey!" James said happily as Thomas walked into the room "I haven't heard from you in two weeks, man! How was California?"

Thomas just grimaced "James, the less said about that, the better!"

"...do I even want to know?"

"Just take a look at Ella, you'll figure it out"

"Right..." James nodded slowly "So, what're you here for?" he asked, turning back to his belongings.

"What? I'm not allowed to just randomly drop by?" Thomas sounded insulted, but when James turned to him, brows arched, he caved.

"O.k, Ella's hiding in her room, none of the other guys are here yet, and I was bored" he admitted.

"Nice!" James scoffed, hanging his football jersy in his closet. Thomas raised his hands, a defensive look on his face, and then shoved them into his pockets.

"So, what about you?" he asked, a sudden smirk on his lips "How was the holiday with the hormonal pregnant girl?"

James hesitated, his hand pausing as it moved to hang up one of his shirts so that the hook hung over the rail. He coughed "Fine. It, uh, was fine" he didn't sound convincing, and he knew it. Placing his shirt in the wardrobe, he exhaled, and continued in a voice that was much less upbeat "...O.k, it could've been better. Snow's mood swings have kicked in in a big way!"

"Oh yeah?" Thomas' smirk turned into a grin "How so?"

James sighed, closing his wardrobe door and leaning against it "For one thing, she gets really mad, really fast. Her dad made her a sandwich made with brown bread instead of white once, and she screamed at him for an hour!"

"Aw, man!" nothing seemed to be able to wipe the smirk of off Thomas' face "Still, at least you won't have to worry about that for much longer"

"Yeah" James nodded, the confident gesture surprising Thomas.

"Aren't you freaking out?" he asked curiously, and this time James head shook.

"Not really, I've had a while to get used to it, and the baby classes start on Saturday, so we'll be prepared" he said, and Thomas stared at him in awe.

"I dunno, man" he said "If it was me, I'd totally be freaking out about having a kid in three months!" he said lightly, and as those words registered with the other boy, the confident smile faded off of his face, and he suddenly went very, very still.

Having a KID in THREE MONTHS.

James' breathing started to grow heavier, and he found it difficult to stand.

"...James?" Thomas' voice sounded so distant "...you O.k?"

"Three months" was all James said as he staggered over to his bed. He collapsed onto it, ignoring the suitcase that was digging into his back "Three months and then...then the baby's born" his voice was dazed, and his eyes seemed to loose the ability to blink. His breathing was coming a lot quicker.

"...I'm gonna be a Father!" he moaned, and his face fell into his bed sheet. From within it Thomas could hear muffled 'Oh my God's!' coming through, he shifted around on the floor, unsure of what to do next.

"...James?" he said delicately. Upon failing that, he moved forward and gently shook his friends shoulder "James!"

A low, drawn out groan from the duvet was the only response he got.

OUAT

After violently shoving Ursula Krake out of her way-possibly cracking her face on the opposite wall-Regina Mills kicked her dorm room door open, screamed at Graham Hunter to get the hell out of her bedroom, and started violently opening her bags, throwing around her possessions willy-nilly and muttering curses as she did so.

A few moments later, Daniel Hay came into the room behind her. She didn't turn around. She was ignoring him. Daniel sighed exhaustedly.

"O.k, how long is this gonna go on for?" he asked, his tone as tired as his form. Regina's lips pursed, but she refused to speak to him. She heard her boyfriend-for the time being-walk a few steps closer.

"Regina" he said, trying to turn her attention to him. Which failed "Regina! You know I would never cheat on you!"

"Oh really?" Regina sneered, throwing a skirt back into her bag before spinning to face him, her brown eyes piercing his blue ones "So why were you flirting with that stewardess?!"

"Oh for..." Daniel let out an exasperated sound, palming his forehead "Dammit, I was not flirting!"

"Are you kidding?! I saw you! And so did Abigail, and Fredrick!" Regina still burned with the memory of the look Abigail had given her. It was a look someone gave when they thought their friends boyfriend had the wandering eye.

"All I did was thank the girl for helping us with our luggage! How is that flirting?!"

Regina pointed a well manicured, accusing fingernail at his face "That woman smiled at you, and you smiled back!"

Daniel stared at her "That's being polite!" he cried. Regina made a disgusted noise and turned her back on him.

A few moments later, she heard Daniel let out a breath behind her, and seconds after that she stiffened when she felt his hands on her hips.

"Regina..." he said, his mouth quite close to her ear "Why would I flirt with some other girl, when I'm totally, completely in love with you?"

"Oh, so you're trying to sweet-talk me now?" Regina said disdainfully, ignoring the butterflies in her belly when she felt Daniel's breath on her skin when he laughed through his nose.

"It's working, and you know it" he said. Regina made an insulted sound and tried to pull away, but Daniel kept her close, and she halted her movements when she felt the warmth of his lips against the junction between her shoulder and neck:

"You're smart" he kissed the skin there, murmuring words into her soft flesh "Beautiful" his mouth trailed up her skin and pressed on her neck, and without her permission, a sigh left the girls lips "Strong" he moved his neck forward so that he could kiss her cheek, his lips grazing the corner of hers "No-one could compare to you" he breathed, and Regina lost her mind.

"O.k. You're forgiven" she said, right before she turned in his arms and crushed her eager lips to his sinful ones. He made a triumphant sound before her tongue slipped into his mouth and the kiss deepened, his hands slipping to press against her back.

After a while Regina broke away with a smile, pulling out of his arms she turned to a neglected box of luggage.

"Now, enough of that" she said seriously, opening the box "As you're here you can help me pack these away"

Regina bit back a mean little giggle when she felt a bewildered gaze burning into her back, but after a few moments he started to put away clothes. They continued like this calmly for a while, until Daniel came across a small rectangle of cardboard in Regina's suitcase.

He stared at it "Hey, uh, Regina?"

Regina-who had been rummaging around in a box of belongings-looked up "Yes?"

"You're mom help you pack this stuff?"

Regina frowned, confused at the piece of cardboard in his hand "Yeah. Why, what is that?" she reached out and took the small rectangle out of his hand. She smiled.

Regina-

Have a wonderful semester, I know you'll do well

Love

Mother

And drawn next to her mothers signature was a little, red, cartoon heart. Putting the note onto her bedside table, she turned back to her things.

"She's never left me a note before" she said, a smile still on her face "My father always used to be the one to do that" when she received no response from him, she looked up at Daniel, who quickly removed the distrustful-and a little fearful-look on his face before Regina saw it. Ever since that day Cora had caught them, ever since she had given him that look, a part of him had been terrified that the woman was going to...well, he didn't know what she was going to do. But the point being, he didn't trust her.

He hadn't told Regina this though. She wanted so badly to believe her mother could change, and he couldn't take that hope away from her.

Daniel was distracted from his inner-monologue when the girl in question let out a furiously frustrated groan and picked up the black and silver plastic box she'd been searching through only to violently shove it back down.

"Woah, hey!" Daniel said worriedly, staring at her "What's wrong?!"

"My lap-top is missing!" Regina cried "I put it in here, and now it's gone"

"Oh" Daniel said, moving to her side "Maybe it's in a different box?"

Regina glared at him "It can't be! This is the only box with a lock and I know I put it in here!" she started furiously rummaging through the box, throwing her things on the bed. Silently, Daniel started looking through her other luggage, but the lap-top was nowhere to be found.

"Are you sure you packed it?" he asked her, and Regina slowly turned to him, sending him a look that was so dark he almost flinched.

"I know I packed it, Daniel, I put it in this box myself" she said, and he nervously licked his lips.

"I-I'm just saying, maybe you should call your dad. Ask him to check if your lap-top is still-"

"I did not leave it at home!"

"Then where is it?!" said Daniel, gesturing to the disheveled luggage in Regina's bedroom. Regina didn't respond, glaring at him hatefully. After a few moments, she took out her cell phone and pressed it to her ear, waiting for someone to pick up.

"Hello. Mill's residence"

"Hey Daddy, it's Regina" she said, her tone a lot calmer than it had been a few seconds ago, Daniel noticed.

"Regina!" she could hear the delight and confusion in her father's voice, and it nearly brought a smile to her lips "I only said goodbye to you a few hours ago! Is everything alright?"

"No, everything is not alright" Regina said. Glancing over at Daniel, she reluctantly continued "Listen, uh, did I..." she let out a small, irritable sigh "Did I leave my lap-top at home?" she said, rushing through the question and avoiding Daniel's gaze.

"You're lap-top?...I don't know. Do you want me to check your room?" Mr Mills asked, and Regina nodded into the phone.

"Yes please"

There was silence for a few moments in which Regina heard nothing but footsteps. She then heard the creak of a door which she knew belonged to her bedroom at the Mills manor.

"Daddy?"

She felt her fathers hesitation, and she started to grow tense. With another prompting, Mr Mills finally answered his daughter:

"Regina, your lap-tops still on your bed" he said, and Regina burned with embarrassment. She had been so sure.

"Oh great..." she muttered through her teeth "Can you drive it over to me, please?" she asked.

"Of course, honey. I'll be there in a few hours"

"Thank you, daddy" Regina said sweetly, and then hung up the phone. She then stared at the device in her hand while Daniel waited for her to speak.

"I know I packed it" she said eventually, not looking up from her cell "I put it in there myself"

Daniel shrugged "It's an easy mistake to make, Regina. It could happen to anyone" he said, trying to reassure her as he stepped forward and gently caressed her forearms. Regina shook her head.

"Not to me, I don't make mistakes"

Daniel burst out laughing and, ignoring her glare, leaned in and pressed a kiss to her lips. She was unresponsive at first, but then he felt her start to kiss him back.

"You're such an ass" she whispered, and Daniel grinned against her mouth.

"And you make mistakes. But I'm O.k with that" he murmured, and returned his lips to hers.

O.k, this is my first chapter of The Third One and I really hope you liked it. I know there wasn't a lot of context but I am going to expand on it in the next installment. Hey, this is the first chapter after all, I'm entitled to be a little vague.

Read, review, and I'll work on the next chapter while trying not to burn with jealousy over the fact that America's gonna get to watch "Lacey" on OUAT tonight.