Magic Mirror on the Blog!
Hello, kiddies. It's that time of year again. Back to school. Yes, yes, I can hear your groans from here. But let me assure you, back to school means back to drama. And from my lovely perch on the wall, I can give you a look at Walt Disney Academy's best and brightest. Or their dark and dirty secrets anyway.
Its move in day here at WDA. I can hear the squeals that accompany seeing your bestest friend after a tragic summer apart already. And the juicy details about those hot summer nights.
It seems our golden couples of junior year are returning the golden couples of senior year. Boring!
Oh, but it seems our favorite redheaded swimmer had a little fling over the summer! Def want more dets on that.
Someone is returning a real boy after a summer accident!
Oh, the rumors are pouring in now. Keep me updated, WDA, and I'll do the same for you!
Bippity-boppity!
Wendy Darling scanned the quick blog update from Magic Mirror. Honestly, she wasn't sure why she read the silly gossip blog. After all, she attended Walt Disney Academy. She could get the gossip first hand. If she wanted. She wasn't all that interested in gossip, honestly. Its just, well, Magic Mirror has a way of giving you just a hint of the gossip hand having you hang on every word. Like this post, obviously the golden couples were Snow and Florian, Aurora and Phillip, and Cinderella and Charming. Easy peasy to figure out. And the red headed swimmer? Probably Ariel. But who was the fling with? It was just honest curiosity that had Wendy wondering, of course. But who had an accident over the summer? What did she mean 'a real boy'? It went from easy, not hard to guess to maddening vague gossip. And everyone at school hung on every word.
Wendy set aside her laptop as her roommate, Alice Kingsleigh, waltzed in, dreamy eyed as usual. She put her things down in an almost automatic looking motion. Heck, after doing this for the past three years, this probably was automatic. More so because Alice just wanted to get her laptop out and write more of her Wonderland stories. "Alice," Wendy began, not really expecting her roommate to pay attention. "You should see the Magic Mirror blog today. Of course, no mention of us. We're the boring seniors."
Surprisingly, Alice wasn't too lost in her inner world to hear Wendy. "We're not boring; we're just too smart to get ourselves in gossip worthy situations." She adjusted her black headband to ensure her blonde bangs wouldn't be falling into her face while she was writing.
"But it'd be nice to be noticed once in four years." Wendy muttered. The girls in their year who got attention were of course Snow, Aurora and Cinderella. Popular, perfect, cheerleaders with their popular, perfect baseball player boyfriends.
Of course, Wendy wasn't usually so sad about her autonomy. She was often found in front of her laptop writing, like Alice. Wendy's genre of choice was adventure, rather than fantasy. Writing was something she loved and not something she wished to share, not yet anyway.
"When does orientation start?" Alice asked, remembering that Wendy had managed to convince her to volunteer to show incoming freshmen around on orientation day.
Wendy pulled out the day planner her father insisted that she carry. Responsible adults keep track of things in an organized manner, don't you know. "At noon. So, five minutes ago." Okay, just because her father wants her to act like a responsible adult doesn't mean that is exactly always what happens.
"Oh, well, bother." Alice jumped up, dislodging her hair band. She pushed her bangs out of surprisingly blue eyes. "Guess we'd better get going then!"
As Alice and Wendy ran down the dormitory hall to get to orientation, Snow White was adjusting the sign on her door. It declared her to be the resident advisor. She was so proud of her new title, she wanted her sign to be just perfect.
"Snow, darling. Stop Obsessing." Snow's boyfriend of nearly four years, Florian, shook his head. "It looks fine. Better than fine. It's perfect."
Snow bit her naturally red bottom lip, actively trying not to obsess further. "It's just… This is our year, you know? We're seniors. I'm Resident Advisor and Student Body President. You're captain of the baseball team. I just want every single detail to be, well, perfect."
Florian ran one hand down Snow's black bob. "Snow, we're together. This year is going to be the best yet."
"Aw, isn't that adorable!" Cinderella squealed to Aurora from their room across the hall.
Aurora didn't bother to lift her head from her pillow. "Cindy, stop spying. Can't you do something productive until Phillip and Charming get here?"
Cinderella stuck her tongue out at her roommate. "There isn't anything to do." She waved a hand at their perfectly put together room. Cindy was kind of a neat freak, probably a result of her step mother making her do all the cleaning at home. She crossed the room, leaving their door open. Plopping down on the bed next to Aurora, she let out a great big sigh. "Did you read the latest Magic Mirror post?"
"Hmm, yes. We're boring, aren't we?" Aurora let out a little laugh. "Golden couples. Really, if Magic Mirror thought she was being vague there, she failed. Everyone knows that you, me and Snow have the perfect relationships."
Cinderella couldn't help but agree. "The school is going to have a major problem picking Prom King and Queen at the end of the year."
Down the hall, Peter Pan plastered band posters on his side of his and Phillip's room, while Tinkerbell looked on, hands on her hips as usual. "Peter, it's crooked."
"It is not!" Peter argued. He always had to be right. He backed up and looked at his poster, only to realize that it was indeed crooked. "Damn it." He muttered, reaching forward to fix it.
Tink knew better than to gloat, but her smug little smile shouted "I told you so!" Twirling on her cute little green ballet flats, Tink looked at Phillip's empty side of the room. "So you're rooming with one of those baseball stars this year."
"Yea, I guess." Peter shrugged. Tink had her own apartment, you see. Unlike most people who knew, Peter wasn't jealous of her. An apartment means responsibility, after all, and Peter was trying to avoid responsibility as long as possible. In fact, he had no plans for after graduation. It was still one hundred eighty school days away. It seemed like years still.
Outside, Phillip and Charming struggled with their boxes. See, handsome as they are, they are not the brightest. It wasn't until they were half way up the stairs to the senior dormitory hall that Charming realized they could have gotten a cart and taken the service elevator.
"Too late now." Phillip shrugged, not upset with his friend. He really couldn't be mad when he didn't think of it either. They reached Phillip's room first. To his credit, he didn't cringe at seeing the weird band posters already plastered all over Peter's side. "Hey, Peter. Hello, Tinkerbell."
Tink nodded, the only acknowledgement they would get from her. Tink wasn't overly sociable. Peter waved mostly because he couldn't say hello with a mouth full of thumbtacks. He was in the process of hanging his pirate flag when Phillip walked in.
Phillip knew Peter was eccentric; they've been going to school together since ninth grade. Still, seeing the careless guy around school and living with him were apparently going to be very different things. Charming sent Phillip a look of sympathy before continuing down the hall to his and Florian's room.
Pinocchio was hobbling up the stairs. He and his roommate, Madden Hattison, were the last seniors to arrive. That was okay. He hoped that everyone would be too busy unpacking and catching up with each other to notice his hobble. He didn't want everyone talking about the car accident he'd gotten in at the beginning of the summer. Or the fact that he now had two prosthetic legs.
"Are you sure you shouldn't be in wheel chair?" Madden leaned over whispering. Whenever he'd gone to visit his friend over the summer, Pinocchio had been stuck in a wheel chair.
Pinocchio sent a very pointed look Madden's way. "No, I shouldn't."
"If a cripple falls over, and no one is around, does he still get hurt?" Madden wasn't making fun, Pinocchio knew. In his own weird way, Madden was just showing his concern for his best friend. Concern he needn't have, because as Magic Mirror put it, he was returning a real boy, not one confined to a chair.
A/N: Well, this is my first chapter of my Disney AU. You've met the seniors. Hopefully you can kind of see what I've done here. I fudged some ages (okay, I really tweaked a lot of ages) to fit them where I want them. But the grades go by when their movie was released. Seniors go from Snow White in 1937 to Sleeping Beauty in 1959.
Oh, Madden Hattison is the Mad Hatter (but you'll find out more about that later), by the way.
I'm not sure if I should label this a crossover or not. You see, we have a Gossip Girl style blog here. I also don't know if I'm going to keep it so, uh, GossipGirl-y.
Well, I think that's it folks! I'd love for you to review, comment, add your opinions!
Oh! If you're searching for something to say, could you answer these:
-Do you like the Magic Mirror Blog? Who do you think writes Magic Mirror?
-Can you see some of the personalities of their characters coming through? Or is it still a bit obscure?
-Do you wanna see Cannon pairs or a whole mash-up of people getting together from different stories?