Modern-Day Castles
Not so long ago, there lived a girl named Cassandra. She went to a modern- day charter high school and was in love with a boy named Prince Castle. (Actually, his real name was James but to Cassandra Rose, He might as well have been a prince. She longed to talk to him-to hold his hand and ask him if they were really going to Sr. Prom together. She knew she liked him, but that didn't mean anything unless he liked her back.
But it seemed like everything was trying to get her not to. The teachers, their parents, the students, would try to get them apart.
There was a very strict PDA rule at their school- no holding hands, hugging- looking at each other- Well, maybe the last one was a bit of an exaggeration-but it sure seemed like it.
One teacher was worse then all the rest. She said that if she ever caught them together again, she'd tell the principal. They'd be suspended or expelled. So they decided to not hang out at school anymore-until the dance. (Wouldn't be so many teachers around)
Ksandra REALLY wanted to go to the dance-and her parents and teachers would let her go-if she finished her homework and was good in class. (There was a rule at her school that students could only go to the dance if they finished all of their work, and were passing all their classes to go to school activities. She had a lot of homework, but she finished it in time, and didn't get in trouble, so she was aloud to go. She planned on wearing her older sister's prom dress. She'd graduated-She wouldn't need it-and probably wouldn't notice if it was gone. And if she had asked, she would have said 'no' anyway, so what was the point? But just as she was about to leave- her sister came home, yelled at her, lecturing on how wrong it was to steal things (take them without asking) and took it back. Her grandparents were yelling for her to hurry up. So she went with them.
She went to the dance wearing jeans and a t-shirt, crying the whole way. When she got there, she went and cried in one of the classrooms. She didn't know what to do! She couldn't wear this to the dance! The dance WAS semi- formal, but not THIS semi-formal. A few minutes later, the dance teacher came in. Cassandra had always been one of her favorite students, and she couldn't bear to see her cry. She took Cassandra in her arms and tried to get her to stop crying. She asked her what was wrong, and Cassandra told her.
"Well, lets see what we can do. I have plenty of dresses in the costume closet. There's got to be at least one- probably one of the ones for our more modern dances-for you to wear. Come on, lets look."
Well it turns out, they did find a dress that she could wear, and it fit her pretty well. She went into that dance, and she looked beautiful. She looked like a princess.
James came up to her-"may I have this dance, me lady?"
She laughed a little
"Sure, my handsome prince."
She was a so happy she almost cried- tear of joy this time. And they decided that no matter the odds, they were going to be a couple-even if no one new about it. And no one had to- just the two of them.
Not so long ago, there lived a girl named Cassandra. She went to a modern- day charter high school and was in love with a boy named Prince Castle. (Actually, his real name was James but to Cassandra Rose, He might as well have been a prince. She longed to talk to him-to hold his hand and ask him if they were really going to Sr. Prom together. She knew she liked him, but that didn't mean anything unless he liked her back.
But it seemed like everything was trying to get her not to. The teachers, their parents, the students, would try to get them apart.
There was a very strict PDA rule at their school- no holding hands, hugging- looking at each other- Well, maybe the last one was a bit of an exaggeration-but it sure seemed like it.
One teacher was worse then all the rest. She said that if she ever caught them together again, she'd tell the principal. They'd be suspended or expelled. So they decided to not hang out at school anymore-until the dance. (Wouldn't be so many teachers around)
Ksandra REALLY wanted to go to the dance-and her parents and teachers would let her go-if she finished her homework and was good in class. (There was a rule at her school that students could only go to the dance if they finished all of their work, and were passing all their classes to go to school activities. She had a lot of homework, but she finished it in time, and didn't get in trouble, so she was aloud to go. She planned on wearing her older sister's prom dress. She'd graduated-She wouldn't need it-and probably wouldn't notice if it was gone. And if she had asked, she would have said 'no' anyway, so what was the point? But just as she was about to leave- her sister came home, yelled at her, lecturing on how wrong it was to steal things (take them without asking) and took it back. Her grandparents were yelling for her to hurry up. So she went with them.
She went to the dance wearing jeans and a t-shirt, crying the whole way. When she got there, she went and cried in one of the classrooms. She didn't know what to do! She couldn't wear this to the dance! The dance WAS semi- formal, but not THIS semi-formal. A few minutes later, the dance teacher came in. Cassandra had always been one of her favorite students, and she couldn't bear to see her cry. She took Cassandra in her arms and tried to get her to stop crying. She asked her what was wrong, and Cassandra told her.
"Well, lets see what we can do. I have plenty of dresses in the costume closet. There's got to be at least one- probably one of the ones for our more modern dances-for you to wear. Come on, lets look."
Well it turns out, they did find a dress that she could wear, and it fit her pretty well. She went into that dance, and she looked beautiful. She looked like a princess.
James came up to her-"may I have this dance, me lady?"
She laughed a little
"Sure, my handsome prince."
She was a so happy she almost cried- tear of joy this time. And they decided that no matter the odds, they were going to be a couple-even if no one new about it. And no one had to- just the two of them.