FairytaleNightmare
Chapter One
My name is Giovanna. You may know my mother as The Beauty, and my father, The Beast. I am their only daughter, and it is not easy having famous parents. They smother me! I can't hide practically anything from them! Except for one big secret. But the plus side is, I get to live in a lavish palace, and I can have anything I want. So, it's not that bad.
I live in a town called Fairytale, where magic is made. Citizens live in huge castles, very old fashioned, but are up to date with all modern fashions and technology. From outside the exclusive city gates, normal people think that Fairytale is a perfect, ritzy town with lavish mansions. They have no idea about the magic and palaces. Outsiders aren't let in to the city. And the residents never leave, as sad as that is.
So, you probably think I'm a spoiled princess with a huge secret. And you'd be right. If I tell you what I've been keeping from everyone, you have to keep quiet. If my parents ever found out about my secret, they'd lock me away forever. Seriously. And they may say it's for my own "safety," but the truth is, they wouldn't want me anymore.
You wouldn't know that I'm dangerous from looking at me. Most of the time, I'm a regular teen, with big brown eyes, thick lashes, and rosy cheeks. I twist and braid my long, healthy, brown hair into complicated hairstyles that most girls envy me for. But at night, I turn into something truly hideous.
I guess the beast in my father wasn't completely gone when he and my mother had me. Now, I'm burdened with terrible genes. Nobody knows this but, every night, I turn into a beast. I rampage through the woods, hunting for flesh. Then-this is the worst part-I eat whatever I kill. All types of mammals, from cute fuzzy squirrels to adorable deer. It's a terrible life I'm living right now. I can't control myself as a beast, so if I ever came across a person in the woods at night, they'd be a goner for sure. I truly scare myself. As a monster, I have so much power, and I put it to evil against my will. I want nothing more than to be free from my curse. I've looked in the expansive library in my castle for a cure for me, but the dusty wooden shelves hold nothing that could help me. Thousands of old books, and not one thing mentions anything about how to stop turning into a wild monster during the night. Imagine that.
This morning, like almost every other morning, I climb out of bed, exhausted (what a surprise.) I'm always tired during the day because I never get any sleep at night. Thank god for coffee. Mrs. Potts, my maid, makes sure I have a fresh batch waiting for me every morning, with lots of sugar. I climb in the shower and wash my hair, and scrubbing extra hard to get all the dirt off. Running around as a wild animal at night sure does get you filthy.
I turn the water off and wrap myself in my fluffy, white bathrobe, emblazoned with my castle's crest. It has a monster and a beautiful girl holding hands. The letters B&B and a red rose are also on it. My mother and father designed it themselves, and they insist on sticking it almost everywhere. I can't name all the countless articles of clothing and artwork that feature the crest. The castle gardens are always blooming with roses too.
I leave the West Wing, where my bedroom is and pad down the Grand Staircase to the dining room, where breakfast is waiting for me. I opt not to have any bacon, because I figure I eat enough meat at night. That's why, during the day, I play the role of a vegetarian. I shovel hash browns and pastries and buttery French toast onto my plate and dig in.
My mother enters the room and greets me. She's already dressed in her gown, hair and make-up done precisely how it is every day. My mother seriously has to get with the times. She insists on a corset, full gown, and stockings every day. I personally like regular Outsider clothes-jeans, skirts, t-shirts. I have an ample supply of fancy dresses, sure, but I'd rather wear something more comfortable.
"Good morning, Gigi. I trust you had a good sleep?" My mother says, and scoops a spoonful of eggs onto her plate. I nod, and try to hide my grimace. If only she knew.
As I finish my meal, my mother rattles off my schedule for the day. "At one-thirty you will meet with your tutor, and at four you will have to accompany me to tea at Cindy's house. After that we will come home for dinner, and then you, me, and your father are going to play croquette with the Whites. So, up until your tutoring session, your day is free. But don't forget to come home on time!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I reply, not really hearing her. It's been so long since I've had the chance to see Rosette and Sabrina. Rosette and Sabrina Fitzherbert are twins. Their mother is Rapenzel, and they live in a tall castle made up of spiraling towers. I quickly finish my meal and dress in a pair of shorts and tee, nothing too fancy because we'll probably go tramping through the woods, and the summer heat is finally setting in. That's what we always do when we're together. It kind of creeps me out sometimes if I see dead carcasses of animals I'd probably eaten that night. But the wood has always comforted me, and there's so much to see. I rush out of the house and hope the Fitzherbert girls can go out today.