Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, nor have I made up Wonderland. I
am merely writing a twist to it, and if in later chapters, I make up
characters, objects, places, ect. I shall write that.
Sitting within the green meadow, doing her homework dully, Alice Black wished she was once more young, and could embrace life like a child could, running and leaping throughout the tall, lush grasses, but of course, she couldn't. Blond, silky hair falling around her shoulder, upon a blue shirt, with a white star on it, and sand blasted jeans, Alice really was quite gorgeous. She had always had the ability to make men stare, and being a sly teen, had used that to her advantage more than once.
Suddenly, glancing up because she caught something in the corner of her eye, Alice dropped her pencil in disbelief. Was she going mad? Had she seen what she thought she saw? Certainly fifteen year olds didn't think up little white rabbits in smart red tail coats...did they? But sure enough, she could hear quiet, scared mutterings of, "Oh, my tail and whiskers! I'm terribly late, my word, she will be most displeased!" and the teen couldn't help but stand up, and call to him, "Mr. White Rabbit?"
Shocking her even more, the rabbit didn't seem surprised. In fact, he smiled, stopped, though still hopped in place, and beckoned with a small white paw to follow her. Surely I'm mad now! She thought, and in a dream like way, followed the creature through the meadow grass, out from under the oak, past the little brook, under bushes, and had to start to crawl. By then, she looked a terrible state, all bloody, with twigs in her hair, scratches covering her fair complexion.
And that's when she fell. Down, down, down, through the darkness, until her eyes adjusted to purple dirt walls, covered with many shelves, and maps. The rabbit wasn't far in sight. Looking up to her, and smiling from time to time, but still looking at his pocket watch, and muttering, even some profanities, he moved himself to a comfortable position, before calling up to her, "It won't be long now!"
"How queer it is, coming back to a place that I have dreamed of so often..."
She said, glancing at an upside down map, of a land she had never heard of, and than opened a jar sitting on an orange shelf, to find butterflies flying out of it. Letting out a pleasant yelp of surprise, she heard the white rabbit snicker, and frowned at him, and when his back was turned, gave him the finger like it was nothing.
"It won't be long now!"
It wasn't. Falling with a thick THUD, Alice gathered herself, smoothed her hair down, and flicked pieces of dirt off her expensive shirt. Gazing ahead was a marble floored hall, checker-board patterned, with many doors on the walls, and a domed ceiling, with dim lighting, was the hall she made seen eight years ago. And glancing at the white rabbit, who was still smiling, gestured to it all.
"Welcome back to Wonderland, Alice."
Sitting within the green meadow, doing her homework dully, Alice Black wished she was once more young, and could embrace life like a child could, running and leaping throughout the tall, lush grasses, but of course, she couldn't. Blond, silky hair falling around her shoulder, upon a blue shirt, with a white star on it, and sand blasted jeans, Alice really was quite gorgeous. She had always had the ability to make men stare, and being a sly teen, had used that to her advantage more than once.
Suddenly, glancing up because she caught something in the corner of her eye, Alice dropped her pencil in disbelief. Was she going mad? Had she seen what she thought she saw? Certainly fifteen year olds didn't think up little white rabbits in smart red tail coats...did they? But sure enough, she could hear quiet, scared mutterings of, "Oh, my tail and whiskers! I'm terribly late, my word, she will be most displeased!" and the teen couldn't help but stand up, and call to him, "Mr. White Rabbit?"
Shocking her even more, the rabbit didn't seem surprised. In fact, he smiled, stopped, though still hopped in place, and beckoned with a small white paw to follow her. Surely I'm mad now! She thought, and in a dream like way, followed the creature through the meadow grass, out from under the oak, past the little brook, under bushes, and had to start to crawl. By then, she looked a terrible state, all bloody, with twigs in her hair, scratches covering her fair complexion.
And that's when she fell. Down, down, down, through the darkness, until her eyes adjusted to purple dirt walls, covered with many shelves, and maps. The rabbit wasn't far in sight. Looking up to her, and smiling from time to time, but still looking at his pocket watch, and muttering, even some profanities, he moved himself to a comfortable position, before calling up to her, "It won't be long now!"
"How queer it is, coming back to a place that I have dreamed of so often..."
She said, glancing at an upside down map, of a land she had never heard of, and than opened a jar sitting on an orange shelf, to find butterflies flying out of it. Letting out a pleasant yelp of surprise, she heard the white rabbit snicker, and frowned at him, and when his back was turned, gave him the finger like it was nothing.
"It won't be long now!"
It wasn't. Falling with a thick THUD, Alice gathered herself, smoothed her hair down, and flicked pieces of dirt off her expensive shirt. Gazing ahead was a marble floored hall, checker-board patterned, with many doors on the walls, and a domed ceiling, with dim lighting, was the hall she made seen eight years ago. And glancing at the white rabbit, who was still smiling, gestured to it all.
"Welcome back to Wonderland, Alice."