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Fauna: She's
in love!
Merryweather: Oh, no!
Flora:
This is terrible!
Princess Aurora: Why? After all,
I am sixteen.
Sleeping Beauty
Prologue
Alex Russo doesn't believe in fairytales. Not since she was seven years old and her brother told her there was so no such thing and all those stories she cherished were make believe.
But if she did she'd rather like to believe in one like this:
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl, with long dark locks, that she flipped to catch the boys attention and warm brown eyes that caught the attention for her. She wasn't the nicest girl, but she was pretty and witty, and she knew when she was wrong and she always tried to fix her problems.
And this beautiful girl, like all the others in fairytales before her, had a knight in shining armor. Only hers was kind of dorky and sometimes he talked too much about things she didn't understand. But he had amazing eyes and a smirk that made her melt. And he was always there when her problems needed fixing.
But this isn't a fairytale; those aren't real, like Justin told her years and years ago. She knows this now, like she wasn't able to admit then.
After all, how can they been real when the princess always gets the knight in shining armor and her knight is her brother?