I don't own any of this right now, but some idea put in later might be original if they weren't said in the actual TV show.
This is how I think Henry might have gotten the book and later if I continue how I thing he picked and learned which character is who.
- Pitter patter, pitter patter. Henry looked up to see that it had started to rain. In any other case he would have found confront in the rain but now waiting outside for the bus. In the cold wet weather just made him want to go inside and read a book. It had been ten minutes since he had gone outside, usually the bus only took two or three minutes. With that he realized that he must of miss the school bus and, since he didn't want to go inside to tell his mother he started to walk to school. Driving to school with her was torture, well really driving anywhere with her was. He hated it, she was always busy and when she talked to him her mind was never one hundred percent on him. Even though she was the mayor he didn't think she tried to make a connection with him. If she want to be closer to him she wouldn't be sending him to therapy.
Whoosh, whoosh, the wind had picked up. Henry was a smart kid and he knew it wouldn't be long until it started to poor. He was only three blocks to school, so he started to run. But he knew he wouldn't make it. When he tripped over his own feet and fell face first into the mud he wasn't surprised. Being the optimistic boy he was he got back up and started to school again. If he went home he would have to face his mother, and Henry would much rather face his teacher, Miss. Blanchard than his mother any day. Went he though of it he liked Miss. Blanchard, she listened to him and wouldn't get mad like his mother.
Once he arrived at school he wasn't that late, only ten minutes. The problem was that he was sopping wet, his shirt was torn, and he had a cut on his leg. Still he walked right through the school and into class without anyone noticing him.
"Henry what did you do to yourself?" Miss. Blanchard asked concerned.
But before he could answer she grabber his hand and took him out the door. "Miss. Blanchard where are we going?" Henry asked shivering.
"To the nurse, so she can get you cleaned up and give you a new pair of cloths" she answered. On the way there Henry explained his morning to her and asked that she didn't call his mom.
"Henry, its not up to me if you go home or not, but the nurse will defiantly call your mother." the teacher said.
Henry then protested "but why, she wouldn't care anyway."
Then Miss. Blanchard tried to correct him saying "she's your mother she'll care no matter what you do" once she finished speaking they were at the nurses office.
Before Henry went in Miss. Blanchard spoke up saying "Henry, when you come back to class I have something that might interest you." Then she left him to wonder what that just might be.
Sadly the principal did call Henrys mother, Regina the mayor. But since she's always so busy he wasn't surprised when she couldn't come to pick him up.
By the time Henry went back to class it must have been lunch, because Miss. Blanchard was the only one in the classroom. She was sitting at her desk reading a magazine and eating a sandwich when.
"Henry" she said surprisingly looking up from her reading material "I though you would have gone home."
"my mom couldn't pick me up" he told his teacher.
"well in that case you can go to the lunch room" she started but was interrupted by Henry.
"Actually I was wondering about that thing that you were talking about, what you though I might be interested in." he said walking towards her desk.
"Yes, um" she muttered as she looked through her desk drawers. Then she pulled a old brown leather book out of the bottom of a draw. When she handed it to him he read the cover.
"Once Upon A Time" she said, Henry could tell her mind was somewhere else like the words had an unknown meaning.
He opened the cover to the first page, when he touched the paper he felt his hole body tingle. "wow" he whispered.
"What do you think?" she asked as if she already know the answer. If she though someone else would like it more she would have given it to them.
Henry looked into her eyes and smiled, not one of those fake smiles to make the person feel good, but one of those sincere smiles. The type that makes you feel like your making a small contribute to something important, that you made someone's day, or even just that you made then happy.
"Thank you" Henry said, he didn't really know why he liked it so much, there was just something about it that called to him.
His teacher explained "I found it in closet full of old things. The funny part is that I don't remember reading it as a child but it fells oddly familiar, but I guess that's what happens over time" she was lost in though again "but when you hear it again you get felling and memory that makes you feel like a child again."
Ding, Ding, Ding, the ringing bell startled Miss. Blanchard out of her trance. "Henry, you missed lunch" she said.
Henry replied "I'll eat it during recesses" though he new that during recess his head would be barred in the book.
If you like this please R and R, and if you want me to continue on how Henry picks the characters please tell me because I will. Each chapter will probably be a character.
Katie870