My name's Rapunzel. I'm 18 years old, I have pretty long blond hair that reach my feet, big green eyes and peach skin. I live in an apartment with my overprotective mother, Gothel. I like, drawing, reading, cooking and... And doing every normal stuff that a normal girl do. My favorite colors are pink and purple and I love eating hazelnuts soup. See? Everything is totally NORMAL in me! Well... I used to be... Normal...

But now, I'm lost in a totally different world, where... powers, magic and spells are actually real.

Everything started the day of my 18th birthday, in Burgess. I spent my whole life stuck in my apartment where I was home schooled, mother always told me that the world outside was cold and selfish. Until I convinced her to let me go to an actual real high school. She was definitely not enchanted, but she registered me to the closest one, which is "Berk". I really don't trust that name.

She drove me to there and stopped right near the portal, it was quite big and looked so old! Definitely not like in those movies where everything is so shiny and new, but how can I complain? I am in a real High School! I looked around me with a grin, students talking near their cars, some already walking in, couple kissing near the portal. That was perfect.

I jumped, fist throw above my head and shouting a "Yay!", before people turned to me with a surprised expression. My mother behind me still in the car, shacked her head, a hand on her forehead. "Sweetie" said mother, "can you not catch the attention here?" I let my hand fall awkwardly and pretended to cough with a fist covering my mouth. "Sorry mother. I'm just really excited today!" I grinned

She looked around the school, almost like she were checking around. Her gaze stopped on something, I followed it and found someone near the big portal, a boy, or a man. Dark brown eyes, like his hair, little bear and a charming smile. Is... Is he smiling to me? I turned to my mother, burning cheeks and biting my lower lip. Mother narrowed her eyes to him. "Honey are you sure everything will be alright?" she then looked at me. "Muuum! I'm 18 years old come on! I can handled it!" I crossed my arms looking away. "18?" she smiled " I tough you were 17!"

I bit my lower lip once again. She never remembered my birthday. Have you ever waiting your birthday so long that you have a stomach-ache? You wake up every morning, ticking the dates on your schedule - mine were with unicorns -, dreaming about all the presents you can get, and finally the day, your mother told you she'll be in a friend's house and so will came home late. Well it happened to me, at my 10th birthday.
"I'm turning 18 mum..." I looked down "When?" I took a deep breath "Today." I said in one blow.

She wasn't listening, she was checking her lipstick in the car's mirror. "What was that sweetie?" she said not even looking at me. "Nothing mum" I answered with a sad smile, "nothing". She then turning her head back to me, with a serious face. "Be careful ok? I love you", "I love you too" She drove away "I love you more!" She screamed.
I can see her waving at me, hand out the car.

I heard the ring of the bell and followed the few students still outside. The strange boy at the portal didn't break his gaze of me, and after a moment, he finally get in. He thrown me a last gaze before turning back and keep his way on.
Those years are going to be awesome!