Hello, you, and thank you for taking some time out of your day to read this story! Means a lot, it really does! This story is taking place in the same universe and time zone as my other story "The Tale of Falada Goose," so...yeah... *crickets start to play* Ugh, go away! Yo know, I have not much else to say! This was thought up, written and is currently being posted all on a whim! xD
Enjooooooooooooooooooooy! And feel free to leave a review if you feel like inclined!
Disclaimer: Holy shucks, I finally remember to put this on my one-shot and not the multichapter story? The hexs? Anyway, I don't own this, blah, blah, blah... Any character you don't know of and are not canon are MINE... Blah, blah, blah... I think that covers it!
And a request from moi to you! If you do like this and want to no more about any of the characters and their relationship to each other and their stories, you should go check out my aforementioned story, "The Tale of Falada Goose."
Anyway, now, enjooooooooooooooy!
Cerise was sulking, though, she was sure not one person besides herself was aware of the fact. Cerise Hood, one of the school's biggest mysteries was currently sitting on the grass by the tree where he began to sit at weeks ago and develop some real friendships, her hood pulled down to cover her ears, but also her watery eyes. Glancing upward, she looked over towards a blond boy who was currently flashing his dazzling smile and showing off by doing push ups with just one finger with a group of other boys. One in particular was Cyan Fairy, the older brother to one of her best friends forever-after and son of the Blue Fairy herself, who just shook his head and then with a wave of his hand detached the prince's head in a clean cut and began to spin it on his finger as if it were a basketball. The body, the use to being headless and running around in shock before the azure-haired boy announced he had won. With another flick of his hand the neck and head were together again as if the whole show never happened. Magic, eh? She suspected that his mother would be furious to find him using his magic to show off.
Underneath her hood, her ears twitched slightly at the loveliness that was Daring Charming's laughter. Not being able to help herself, she let herself look at the boy and admire him from this safe distance. His white-blonde hair shined in the bright sunlight making it look almost luminous and silver, his eyes were also beautiful, a beautiful shade of blue that Cerise has yet to find replicated at any body of water. She supposed it was natural, they were his and everything about him was the real deal and one of a kind.
"You're staring," a voice told her and she looked up to see her friend Falada coming with an amused expression on his face. She had been so wrapped up in gawking at the prettiest boy in school that her other heightened senses hadn't even noticed him coming until he was already towering over her.
"I know," she mumbled, her mood foul and sullen and she didn't have it in her to deny it. Stop being such an omega, she thought sharply to herself, but it was halfhearted. She glanced over at him, where he was now sitting down and hovering. She didn't mention that he was late or the fact that lunch was almost over or even that his clothes were still rumpled at his hair more messy than usual. It was a Saturday and kids that didn't want to go to lunch were free to leave the campus or stay in their dorm room all day. She suspected the latter.
Falada placed a hand on her shoulder and murmured something about "you're way too good for him" and that was it. She was thankful he didn't push it further or tease her more. With a soft sigh that no one else could hear, she glanced over at him and then immediately regretted it when she saw another perky blonde skip up to her crush and give him a warm hug. Apple White. The wolf side of her immediately wanted go and rip her away from him and challenge the girl to a fight. He's mine, it sung to her, but of course she ignored it.
Everyone in the school had been shocked to find the beautiful, second-year student holding hands with him that day, almost shyly even, but had been all teeth and happiness when Blondie Locke had practically ran over to them when she noticed there clasped hands and asked if those two were in a relationship. It was a question that she had asked many times before, but always received a cute, girly giggle and, "Oh, Blondie, we have all forever-after to be together..." Everyone in the school had wondered what exactly had changed her mind, seeing as it was oh-so-rare for the princess to give up on anything, especially when she had been so determined to hold off until after Legacy Day to begin their relationship. It had been the gossip of the school for weeks, which even though she didn't like hearing about it was a bit of breather when all other talk was either about Legacy Day or the brewing Royals v. Rebels conflict.
Leaning her head back, she quickly looked away from the happy couple in what she pretended was privacy even though she knew it wasn't. Just as the hooded girl was closing her eyes her eyes, the school bell rang. Even though no one had class that day, they kept the bells on all seven days of the week to encourage students to leave the castleteria so that the lunch maids could clean it. Parting with her friend on slightly awkward terms, she was leaving the lunch room to just end up alone and quite bored in her room when her other friend Clarify bounced up to her and decided that they needed "girl time" and took it upon herself to take Cerise out to go look at accessories.
Cerise groaned as she stepped through the threshold of her room, and was glad to see her roommate and friend, Cedar Wood, was still out with her own friends. Closing the door she fell on the bed that belonged to in a rather dramatic fashion wondering if she just felt what all men feel when they shop along with their girlfriends. It wasn't that she was tired, being the daughter of a wolf she had excellent stamina, but mentally she was just a bit worn out. Though, she dressed fairly feminine (though, wearing male clothes didn't bother her as it did some other females at the school), she knew very little about fashion or accessories. What she did know was only due to the very few times her mother took her out into the city to go shopping and from Blu herself; she was always more than happy to hang out with her father and even her annoying, midget of a brother. So today's lesson of what goes together, how to pair your shoes to your earrings and more left her feeling worn.
With a annoyed huff of breath, she tried to ignore the feeling that she was about to pee herself. I don't want to get up, a very small lazy part of her whined, but a bigger part of her, with she knew was her pride, was not going to risk peeing on herself. Getting up off the bed, she held tight to her hood and kept it in place before leaving the room and leaving the door cracked open. And then, for the second time that time she regretted looking over at her blonde crush. Over about seven doors down, Daring Charming was smiling down at Apple and Apple was smiling softly back at him before placing a sweet kiss to his lips and saying thank you for something she didn't know before saying she still had to study for her Chemythstry test on Monday and slipped inside her own dorm room. As the door shut she saw perfectly with her eyes that the prince's expression was a mix between being very happy and a bit miffed.
But then he broke out into his usual cocky and confident smile and walked away leaving the cloaked girl to watch him leave, and try to ignore the sting in her eyes. Feeling like the urge to use to bathroom was beyond gone and rushed back into her room and hurled herself on the bed. Cerise felt a few tears slip out the corners of her eyes and squeezed them shut tightly. A part of her felt was foolish, it was mad, to have a crush on Daring Charming, he was the most popular boy in school, most all wanted him and she knew she was just one of all the other girls hoping to stand out from the crowd and get his attention. Shaking her head, she bit the inside of her cheek and tried not to feel heartbroken when she realized even if he wasn't so strict upon only dating inside your story, no one especially not the mystery girl herself, would stand a chance against Apple White. She was perfect, perfect hair, perfect smile, just...perfect. Everyone else was just paled in comparison to her. She thought then that it was true, family and blood is stronger than anything.
Wiping away the few tears that had still managed to escape, she knew that wasn't the worst part. She knew it, but it hurt her to have to admit it, only she knew she couldn't lie to herself; she spent years lying to friends, teachers and everyone who wasn't family with so many few exceptions that it became hard at a very young age to lie to herself. She knew she couldn't do it and forced the words out, "They have true love." After the words left her lips, she couldn't hold back to tears and cried for several minutes with one hand clutching her hood and another holding her pillow tight to herself.
She knew it. She did. It was obvious just budding, not the type her parents have or even their respective parents share, but it was there, the blossoming and wild thing of true love in their heart. She hadn't been sure about it until she had caught them in front of their dorm, the shy smiles and loving look in their eyes, the way Daring had let her see (and Cerise by accident) the side of him that most people in the school didn't even know about. The (mostly) raven-haired girl suddenly felt bad, she had caught them in on a private moment and it hadn't been right to see. But even so, she hadn't been able to look away and only a small part of her wished it was her instead.
"At least he's happy," she murmured sadly, but it was true, even if it would never be her, at least the boy was happy with her. Even she wasn't selfish enough to wish that away.
The urge to go to her best friend forever-after was massive and she bit her lip. But what he say? Falada never hid how disapproving he was over her crush on the boy. But when she pulled out her phone to send him a hext message, she paused, and then sent one to one of her other close friend in their tight-knit, five person group. When she received the okay back, she ran to the bathroom and washed her face, only reapplying her lipstick that was no doubt all over her pillow now and silently glad she had such thick and long eyelashes and didn't need to wear any make-up to extend them or it'd have run down her face her sure. It wasn't until she was leaving the room that she realized the pain in her heart had lessened, it didn't mean her crush was gone in a day, but she could no longer feel as if Apple White was a centerpiece and everyone else, especially her, were just smaller, less worthy or less important than her. That wasn't true, he didn't choose her for her beauty, for her place in the story even, he chose her because he loved her.
But that didn't mean her wolf side was any less willingly to shred her to pieces, because that...well, that might never change. And with that realization, she sped up to go meet up with her friend, and decided to focus on being glad she had people she could go to in times of heartache instead of feeling sorry for herself over a boy who will probably never notice her.