What is this feeling?-Rumple's POV

I scurried past everyone unnoticed. It was very exciting. No one has caught me yet.

"Hello there!" Zelena. She scares me.

"Hello Dearie." I say bluntly. I make sure not to make eye contact with that which. I call all my classmates 'dearie.' Cause it is just a part of my swag.

"So, how was your summer?" Damn! She won't give it up.

"Fine...I guess..." I noticed a pathway into a crowd. Time to make for it. I managed to make my through. Through the corner of my eye, I saw she was stopped by that weird monkey boy. Ha! Serves her right! I wasn't noticing where I was walking until I hit the ground.
"Ah! I'm soo sorry about that!" A girl with long brown hair said frantically. She was beautiful. Her skin was pale in a healthy way. Her eyes practically sparkled. "Are you alright there?" She asked me with concern. I realized that I was staring at her. Oops.

"Yeah," I managed to get out while quickly glancing to the ground. "I'm fine!" She reached her arm down to help me up. I accepted it. My sleeve slipped down a bit, revealing a few marks. I hoped she wouldn't notice them.

"You really shouldn't do that." Great. Just when I thought my day was getting better it got worse.

"Do what?" I faked confusion.

"Cut," She stated. "You are a beautiful human. Don't mess that up."

"You don't even know me. I'm considered a monster here."

"Really?" She looked surprised. I nodded. "That's a shame."

"It could be considered one." I shrugged it off.

"What's your name?"

"Rumplestiltskin. Rumplestiltskin Gold."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Rumplestiltskin Gold," She shook my hand. "I'd love to get to know you more."  And with that she walked off. What? Weren't we just getting to notice each other?

I felt something in my hand. There was a slip of paper. I unfolded it.

Call or Text me! 284-7061

She gave me her phone number! What? I never got that before. This was new. I started to head off to class. I entered the room. No one was here yet. Nice. I set my stuff up in the back seat in the far left corner. I look back at the slip and decide to text her.

Hello. This is Rumplestiltskin. We Met in the hall

-Hi Rumplestiltskin

Wait I just realized that you know my name but I don't know yours...

-oh right. You probably want to know that.

Yes. I do actually.

-Names Milah.

Milah...what a nice name.

A/N: Hehe. I feel so evil and slightly sick. I ship Rumbelle so that will eventually happen! But I have this whole idea for it to be even more cute if possible. But that plan includes writing Rumplestiltskin/Milah for a bit...Ewie!

Anyways, sorry this took so long to write. I will try to be faster next chapter but who knows. Until then, keep reading, review, comment your life stories and connections, comment about your love life with pineapples, comment how the pineapple cheated on you, and vote. See you later.

*hugs*

-Wormsmeat

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