Well, I've finally decided to write a School for Good and Evil fanfiction, with moderate Wicked undertones.
Please R&R! Criticism is welcome.
Jenny woke up just like every other day. She brushed out her golden hair, getting through the tangles easily, brushed her teeth, and changed out of her nightgown. This was the routine she went through every morning, which was usually followed by what her mother called the best beauty routine in the world. But today was different. Today, Jenny would go completely natural. Because today was the day she was going to go to the School for Good and Evil.
Jenny'd been thinking about going to the school her entire life, but she'd just turned fifteen, and her mother had decided that she was definitely going to be enrolled for the next school year. It hadn't been difficult (children were normally stolen), because Jenny's mother, Sophie, was the Dean for the School of Evil. Sophie had come home from the school to see Jenny off, thankfully getting Jenny away from her horrid nanny. But Jenny still had to be taken away by the school master, on much… friendlier terms.
"Now, remember that whatever school you're taken to, I'll always be there. If you need to talk to me, let me know!" Sophie had said to Jenny, minutes before the schoolmaster was scheduled to arrive. "Just between you and me, I think, and hope, that you'll be headed for evil," Sophie whispered in her daughter's ear.
"Thanks Mom," Jenny had replied, with an unsure smile. She really wasn't sure if she even remotely wished to go to the School for Evil. She wasn't huge on following in her mother's footsteps. "But I think I'll get in Good." Sophie ignored that.
"I think I saw him. You got your bag?" Sophie said, looking into Jenny's eyes. Jenny smiled.
"Of course Mom, don't worry," Jenny replied, with a smile. Sophie reached in, giving her daughter a hug, towering over Jenny. The youthful, innocent looking mother looked out the window, concerned for her daughter. The two golden haired women embraced for only a minute or so, and the shadow arrived.
"Bye Mom," Jenny said, with a nervous smile, "wish me luck."
The shadow carried Jenny through the thick forest, away from the palace, at a pretty quick pace. It wasn't long before the schools came into view. The School for Good was much like Jenny's home palace, only much larger. The School for Evil was dark, and run down looking, covered in vines.. Jenny could clearly see a large statue of her mother, and at the top of the tower, pink everywhere. For a moment, time seemed to stop. Until Jenny found herself being thrown into the claws of a large, bony bird. Here it is. My future. This is what decides everything from now until my death. The bird dived forward, straight forward and in the middle of the large gap. And it turned, unfortunately not to where Jenny was hoping. It dived towards the School for Evil.
"What… what are you doing? I'm not evil!" Jenny screamed. The bird only cawed, nearing the school. Jenny found herself terrified, as the bird swooped down low and was only about six feet from the ground. Jenny, who was barely five feet fall, felt a bit too close to the ground. The talons let go of Jenny, right next to the large statue of her mother. Jenny collapsed on the ground, her suitcase tumbling out of her hand and onto the beach. She got up, before wiping off the sand and picking up her suitcase. That might've been the worst landing in history. And then, oddly, she blacked out.
Jenny reawoke in a room covered with pink. Is this Mom's room? she wondered, before getting off of a fluffy pastel blue couch. Yeah, it definitely is. She looked over, to see Sophie at a desk, boredly doodling a nice scene with flowers and animals. That is, what looked like a nice scene from afar. Everything had black, empty eyes, and there was a whole lot of blood. Gosh, that's terrifying!
"So how was the flight?" Sophie spoke up, focused on her doodling. Sophie got up, with a big grin. "It was awesome, right? And… and… you're a Never!" Jenny didn't smile at that, but she sure smiled at the flight.
"It was amazing. Maybe not… the most comfortable, of flights, but it was amazing," Jenny smiled.
"And what about being a Never? Please tell me you're excited about being a Never!"
Jenny managed to keep her smile, however fake. "I'm… thrillified!" She couldn't tell her mother about her disappointment. Her mother was so happy that she was there! Jenny had to lie… she felt she had the duty to.
"Well, here's your schedule. Its identical to my schedule, when I was a first year. Your first class is Uglification, a horrid class, might I say. Then you'll have Henchman Training, another terrible class, with Castor. Curses and Death Traps is next, and I'll be teaching that class. History of Evil is also with me, for reasons I don't know. Then, of course, you'll have lunch, and your last two classes, Special Talents and Surviving Fairy Tales," Sophie said quickly, Jenny barely keeping up. "And, of course, welcome to the School for Evil." Sophie handed Jenny a piece of parchment, scented like strawberries, with her schedule on it. "Now, you can either sleep in your bunkbed up here that you slept in when you were thirteen on visits, or you can choose one of the hideous rooms down below. I highly suggest your old bed."
"Yeah, I think I'll go with my own bed," Jenny said, a bit overwelmed by all this information. This sounds terrible. Why am I stuck here? I don't wanna learn curses, or death traps! She thought for a moment, before deciding. I just want to learn how to be good.
Caroline woke up, and groaned. Had her father actually enrolled her into the school? She felt like she was flying… but wait! She was! Caroline was in the arms of the shadow, being carried through the forest. Of course it took me! Me! The green skinned girl. Why am I even asking these questions?
Sixteen year old Caroline had never feared the fact that she'd likely be enrolled. Her father said that she'd make the most hideous witch. Her sister was going to go to the school as well, but in a few years, of course, since her sister was only nine. So when Caroline woke up to the Shadow, she wasn't necessarily surprised.
The two castles came into view, and Caroline didn't smile. She couldn't. This was a future she didn't want, but it at least was better than being at home with her father. Caroline felt two talons sinking into her shoulders, not quite piercing the skin. She looked up, to see a bone bird. It swooped towards the School for Good, and Caroline wasn't sure if she should've smiled or frowned.
All she knew was that she was definitely not good.