"Right this way." Ben led Scarlett through the hall, towards her new room. Fairy Godmother said she would set up the tests for her to take tomorrow, after sleep... and a shower. Definitely a shower. Ben walkd up to a door and knocked on the hard, dark wood.

"Com in." A sweet voice rang out and Ben pushed the door open. Scarlett followed him into the room, done up in pinks and pale blues. It was a girly paradise, but at the same time it didn't look childish. "Benny B- Ben, What's this?" Audrey, daughter of Sleeping Beauty sat at her desk, a pink pen clutched in her small hand.

"Audrey, this is Scarlett, your new roommate. Scarlett, this is Audrey."

"Princess Audrey, right?" Scarlett asked. Audrey's sour expression changed, brightening exponentially.

"Exactly, and what Kingdom are you from?"

"I'm actually from Countryside." Scarlett admitted.

"I'll just let you two get aquainted, Scarlett if you need anything let me know."

"I could use some soap or something..."

"You can use mine." Audrey offered.

"Nevermind then." Scarlett shrugged and Ben slipped out of the room, leaving the two girls alone together.

"So what's it like in Countryside?" Audrey asked. "The pictures look beautiful, but I've never been out there myself.

"It's alright." Scarlett answered. "You wouldn't want to go there though."

"Why not?"

"The whole place smells like cow pies."


Nothing in the universe felt better than a shower after a week without one. Scarlett stood under the spray, letting the grime and dirt roll off of her. Audrey's soap smelled like flowers and sugar, her shampoo smelled like strawberries. Nothing Scarlett would have ever used at home, but it was nice. She washed her hair twice to make sure it was really clean, actually regretful when she had to get out of the shower. She stepped out, grabbing the fluffy towel from the rack, she wrapped one around her body and used the smaller one to dry her body and her hair, heading into the bedroom.

"Hey Audrey-" Scarlett cut off when she realized the room was empty, but on the little table in the middle of the room sat a pile of pink and blue cloth, with a note on top, as well as a hair brush.

Scarlett,

I had to run to the library to do some research for my paper. I figured you could use these. Also, if you get hungry, the kitchen is usually open all night, it's on the first floor, the east wing. Don't bother locking the door, no one would mess with my stuff.

Audrey.

Scarlett sat the note to the side and picked up the pajama top Audrey had left for her. It was silk and, like everything else the girl had, was pink and pale blue. Scarlett quickly picked up the brush, running it through her long blonde hair and then dropped the towel, slipping into the pajamas. The silk was buttery and soft and honestly felt like she was wearing nothing. The most luxurious pajamas Scarlett had ever worn, and the slippers Audrey had left were like walking on a cloud. Scarlett, however, had never been a fan of shoes, so she left the slippers behind, ignoring how tired she was, determined to find the kitchen that Audrey had mentioned, her stomach growling at the very thought of food.

It wasn't difficult to find, she made her way down to the first floor, following her own mental compass to the east, it was pretty deserted, but she assumed most people were asleep or doing homework. She could smell the kitchen as she walked down the hall and she pushed open the door, her eyes widening.

Behind the doors she found the nicest kitchen she had ever seen in her life, it was huge, filed with everything she could ever need to cook with. Scarlett crossed to the giant fridge and freezer, finding it stuffed with food. Scarlett grabbed bacon, hamburger meat, bread, cheese, after a moment of thought she added a bottle of barbecue sauce to the pile, taking it to the kitchen island, she hunted down a pan, cooking the bacon, then the beef, adding the sauce to the beef, making herself a big loose meat sandwich, one of her grandmother's specialties.

"So hungry." Scarlett muttered, putting the finished sandwich on a plate. She took a moment to tuck a napkin in her collar, to protect Audrey's pajamas, and dug in, ravonously chowing down on the food, not giving any regard to being proper or neat about it. She heard the door open and she paused, her head jerking up to watch as the pretty blonde boy walked in, freezing when he saw her, the lower half of her face smudged with sauce.

"What in the- Who are you?" The boy asked, confused. Scarlett finished chewing the food in her mouth and swallowed it.

"Scarlett Edon... I'm new... I guess." She answered.

"Oh dear charming please tell me you're not another Villain Kid." The boy groaned. Scarlett simply shook her head in response. "Who are your parents?"

"My mother is Rose Edon... better known as Little Red Riding hood." She took another bite of her sandwich, still starving.

"And your father?"

"Your guess is as good as mine." Scarlett finished her meal and used the napkin in her collar to clean her mouth and hands.

"But you don't come from the Isle of the Lost?"

"Nope. Just the country."

"Good." The boy relaxed a little.

"Do I get to know your name or?"

"Oh! Right! I'm Chad, Chad Charming." He smiled brightly at her, his most charming smile. She simply stared at him, unimpressed with the smile. "Right." He cleared his throat. "So what did you make?"

"Sandwich, It was a long journey up here, not a lot of food." Not that it mattered, she ate like an animal most of the time.

"Smells good."

"I'm about to make another one. Want one?" She asked. Chad looked thoughtful.

"Is it organic?"

"Probably not." She shook her head.

"Eh... alright then, it just smells too good." He sighed, taking a seat. Scarlett nodded and turned back to the stove, getting another sandwich started. "Aren't those Audrey's pajamas?"

"Yep, she's my roommate, she lent them to me."

"Don't you have your own pajamas?"

"No... I kind of left in a hurry. I didn't get the chance to pack all my stuff." Scarlett glanced back at him.

"Why a hurry?"

"Why all the questions?"

"I'm just making friendly conversation." Chad smiled again, this time it was a real smile, not his 'princely' smile.

"How about instead of making friendly conversation, you get the bread out of the package and spread the mayo on it?" Chad stared at her a moment, then shook his head, doing just that, helping to cook for the first time in his life.


I am so excited about this story, I have so many ideas and I can't wait to really explore Chad and Audrey, who I refuse to think of as villains. Anyway, another chapter in two days. I have tortilla chips in the oven and work in a couple hours. Check out my tumblr for muse inspo and other cool things. Also reviews would be cool.

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