Another Disney High thing. Enjoy…All villains (or accomplices) that are not directly associated with the hero(ine) through family or marriage is a teacher. The school founding date, 1928, was when Mickey Mouse made his first appearance in Steamboat Willie.
Prologue: Lips Red as Blood
She has that feeling. That feeling where your stomach does a backflip, turns upside down, and twists and turns like you're wringing a towel. It's not like she's scared. Well, maybe a little bit, but she has been through far worse than what she is about to face now. At least her mother—ahem, stepmother—won't be here. In fact, her step-mother is waving from her Mercedes Benz, a warm smile on her face and a cynical look in her eyes. She could easily tell what her stepmother's eyes are saying: "I hope you choke on that apple".
Just remember she's not going to be here.
Repeating that statement silently to herself, she stared at the schedule she had received earlier that August and proceeded up the stairs. Walter Elias Disney High School, or more commonly known as Walt Disney High or Disney High, was an old building. The school was founded in 1928, the same year a very popular cartoon character first appeared on television with a tugboat. Her locker was on the third floor in the back of school, as was tradition with freshman. Room 324 was her homeroom and her teacher was Mr. Manuel Hunt. Mr. Hunt had been specifically asked by her stepmother to be her homeroom teacher so he could keep a good eye on her and make sure the young girl's heart was in perfect condition.
The hallways were crowded with students, mostly chatting about their summer vacations and dread for the school year. To her it seemed like the beginning of almost any high school movie, ones where there's a new girl and everything goes wrong, then right, then wrong, then right because of a clique, romantic interest, and wacky yet utterly supportive best friend. Unfortunately the fantasy of life being like most pre-teen high school movies would be crushed under the weight of reality. However, this is Disney High.
"Snow, I thought it was you!"
Snow turned around to a see a blonde girl sporting a blue dress, black Mary-Janes, and a black headband with a large bow on the side. She recognized the girl from freshman orientation and eighth grade science. Truth be told, Snow wondered how the girl managed to pass any of her classes. The girl was known for always having her head in the clouds and dreaming up some really strange stuff like a rabbit that is always running late, a queen who plays croquet with flamingos, and a man who has tea with a hare and throws the teacups. Yes. The girl did seem strange to most, but some of the other students found her quite entertaining.
"It's a pleasure to see you again," Snow said, trying to be as polite as possible. "How was your summer?"
The girl's eyes went wide with excitement. "It was amazing! I saw him again. The rabbit. For a creature that carries a pocket watch bigger than his head, I'm surprised he can't ever arrive on time. Also, there was this food and this drink that would make you grow and shrink."
Snow nodded her head. "That sounds like an interesting dream."
"It wasn't a dream." The girl paused. "Well, I don't think it was because it seemed so real. Yet again, I probably did fall asleep while my sister was reading one of her summer reading books. Have you found your locker and homeroom yet?"
"No."
"Well, you better go before the bell rings. According to what I hear, the teachers aren't against handing out detentions on the first day."
"Thanks, Alice," Snow said before walking off.
Snow gave a slight wave to Alice as she continued down the hall and up the stairs to the third floor. She placed her unneeded books and binders in her locker, closed and locked it, and walked down the hall and around to corner to her homeroom. When she opened the door, Mr. Hunt sat at his desk in the front of the room, glancing at papers. Others soon began filing into the room, including Alice, and took seats wherever they pleased. After the first bell rang promptly at 8:15, the principal came onto the intercom.
"Welcome back old students and welcome new ones. For those of you that may have missed orientation or simply forgot, I am Principle Mouse. Clubs will be displaying booths in the lounge during lunch period all throughout this week. Remember that you must earn ten service hours by the end of the year and half of them must be earned through one of our service clubs. All service clubs will have booths running all this week and for the list of non-service club booth days please check on the door leading to the offices or on the club bulletin board on the first floor next to Ms. Octa's room. That concludes our announcements, and I hope you have a magical day!"
The first day of high school, Snow thought, a magical day indeed.