Statuesque: A Frog Prince Retelling (Kinda)

Authors Note: Well hey, this is my first story so I hope its good. It's more of an original story then a re-telling of the frog prince because it isn't like the frog prince at all really. Please review; tell me how I can make it better. I apologize in advance for my punctuation, especially my comma usage; I'm working on it. Please, read and enjoy!

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Chapter 1: Of statues and princes

Opening her eyes warily, Hailey stretches wondering what time it was. Her alarm hadn't gone off yet meaning she still had at least a few more precious moments of sleep left. Taking an experimental glance at the clock through sleep filled eyes she jumps, un-tamable hair, a pile of homework and five minutes until she has to leave.

Throwing on jeans and a blue t-shirt she struggles with her hair for a few moments before pulling on a hat and hoping it will cover up the worst of it. She quickly stuffs all of her homework into her backpack, wondering if she had forgotten. Taking a glance around the house as she darts out the door into the pouring rain.

Glaring at the sky she shakes her fist at it. "Do you find this amusing?" She asks it angrily. "This is NOT funny! Cut it out right now!" To her surprise the rain lessens slightly and she begins to walk. Soon she begins to shiver in the cold being completely soaked.

Rounding a corner she sees something shiny out of the corner of her eye. Stopping to look at it better she realizes it's just the ceramic frog prince she passes every day. He seemed to be laughing at her. "You find this funny! You sit there all day, everyday and your laughing at me for being able to feel!" Slowly all of her anger leaves her, thunder bursting overhead she can barely hear the bus pull up about a block away. Running she barely manages to catch it.

"Late again Hailey?" Her bus driver asks comically.

"No Bob, actually I think you're always early." She replies as she takes her seat on the bus and stares out the window dreamily.

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Two weeks later, Hailey, again walks out into the pouring rain, with a resigned sigh and a disappointed look at the sky she begins her trek. Again the frog prince catches her eye. Kneeling down to inspect him she smiles at his silver crown glittering in the rain.

Looking into the frogs hard ceramic eyes Hailey feels a deep sadness, so deep she had never encountered anything like it before. This sadness is quickly backed by a diminishing hope. Without even thinking she touches her warm, pink lips to his cold, hard, gray ones. She tries with all her heart to pass along a reassurance that everything will be okay, just trying to make his pain go away.

As soon as her lips touch his, her warmth spreads through the cold ceramic frog slowly transforming him for statue to human, his crown dropping into the bushes nearby. Realizing that she is no longer kissing a statue but a human, Hailey jumps back with a startled scream. Suddenly out of breath she feels light headed and dizzy wishing she could just go back to bed and start this day all over again. "Hello." She whispers as if anything louder would blow him away. "Please, tell me I'm not crazy, first I started talking to you and now, you're a person.at least, I think you're a person." She says finally getting a look at the prince.

With curly hair that always seems to fall into his eyes he carries himself as one who knows they're charming. His now worried face looks as if it had never worn anything but the smirk of power. His blue eyes, instead of a twinkle, hold harshness and pain.

"Stop gaping at me like an idiot peasant.although I have a feeling that's what you are. Don't you know how to behave in front of royalty?" He says coldly. "Actually, I suppose you don't. And what are you wearing? Are those pants? You don't even look like a girl." He examines her closely as one might examine a new car. "Well you'll have to do, hopefully you clean up better then this."

"Excuse me your highness" Hailey says sarcastically. "But I don't appreciate being referred to as peasant or being treated as if I were for sale!" Her temper flaring, she attempts to keep it under control clenching her fists until her knuckles turn white.

"I really don't care what you want or like." The prince says hotly. "Now take my hand, I need to go home."

"I will not! Take your own hand!" She says turning on her heel to leave him.

"PLEASE! My country needs me." He says so desperately that she can't leave him standing there. Without saying a word she slowly places her hand on his. "Good, lets go." He says slowly stepping backwards into a pool of darkness. As she follows him something again catches her eye.

"Wait you forgot your crown!" Quickly scooping it up with her other hand she follows him into the unknown.

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So, there is the first chapter. I'm still trying to work out the format and such, if you have any suggestions it would be greatly appreciated. I hope you like it. Please, please, please review. The second chapter should be up pretty soon like within the next 24-48hours. I really hope you liked it.