Not gonna lie. I hate Fanfiction's formatting. I don't how to make my spacing stay. So if anyone has any helpful comments, please don't hesitate. So here is the first chapter. Here is my story. It's a retelling of the Grimm Fairytales. I started it last year and just picked back up again today. The great-granddaughter of the Grimms starts re-writing the classic fairytales and is pulled into their world.

Chapter One

So the mischief begins

There are many ways to start a book. I'll start mine out by saying I was the last person to ever believe in Fairytales. In my mind, 'happily ever-after' was no more

than a vindictive lie. That said, the events of the past few months have done their best to change my mind. Being pulled into the fairytale world by a handsome

prince can really do that to you.

Six months earlier:

"Audra!"

"Yes?" I replied a little testily.

Frankly, I wasn't in the mood to deal with Louisa's pushiness. She was always wanting me to go out or to do something productive with my free time. As if I

didn't do enough at work!

"Are you playing solitaire?"

"Maybe."

"You are going to go insane playing that nonsense all the time!"

"Go insane? Aren't I already."

"Do something."

"Such as?"

"Close your eyes and pick a book, any book, off the shelf and re-write it."

"What? Now that is insane, Louisa!"

"Chicken."

I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks at her insult. I was never one to let something like that go. I was competitive to a fault.

"Fine. You have to do it too."

"But I," she said with an emphasis on the "I", "have a social life."

"I won't do it if you won't."

"Oh alright! I'll do anything to get you doing something useful!"

We both closed our eyes and reached our hands onto the spines of the many books on my large, cherry red bookshelves. I grabbed a large, dusty, old book off the

shelve. I opened my eyes and groaned.

"Grimm Fairytales, really?"

"Be thankful! I got "Little Women."

I laughed a long lusty laugh of glee. "Little Women" was Louisa's least favorite book, not least because she was named after the author.

"Let the games begin!" I yelled and then dug into my book.