In The Forest Primevil,
A School for Good And Evil.
Two Towers like Twin Heads
One for the Pure,
One for the Wicked,
Try To escape you'll always fail.,
The only way out is through a fairy tale.
Once Upon A Time, there was a village surrounded by dense, dark endless woods. This village was pure perfection. Cookie-Cutter cottages with perfect gardens set back from a cobblestone street that ended at a crystal clear lake. perfect except for one glaring problem. Two children were taken into the woods every four years, snatched in the dead of night by the story forces. Every search party sent after them simply tumbled out of the woods in the exact place they'd begun. The woods led to the fearsome, dangerous story realm full of monsters and magic most unpleasant. But what became of the children?
They became storybook heroes and villains.
No measure put in place could stop the story forces. sometimes it was two boys, sometimes two girls, sometimes one of each anywhere between the ages of twelve and seventeen to forever be immortalized in the storybooks that arrived by the crateful one day a year to the village bookshop. A Hundred years prior the crates had been stamped Ever After High with a book and quill emblem but now the crates were stamped The School For Good And Evil with twin swans, one black and one white.
Life continued as usual until one morning in May.
The villagers were drawn out of their homes in the dawn hours by powerful wails. the source was a baby in a basket beside the fountain in the town square. They surrounded the child not to help but to gawk.
"The horns"
"The fangs."
"Her eyes"
"Her?"
"There's a name on the blanket, it says Christina"
"What do we do with her?"
"Kill her, she came from the story realm!"
"NO!"
Rosella, a trim young unmarried redhead with a smattering of freckles across her nose pushed the elders aside, snatching Christina from the basket, "She's just an infant, a wee babe and you mean to kill her?"
"You want this thing?" one of the village leaders asked, his bushy caterpillar eyebrows nearly merging with his receding hairline.
"Yes" Rosella had managed to quiet the baby, "I'll raise her"
This was allowed because Rosella lived in a one-room, rundown cottage on the top of Graves Hill at the very edge of town.
and so life continued.
...
Many Years later.
Googie Hale stepped out of her family's lakeside cottage with a wide red-lipped smile. The choosing was tonight and everyone said she'd be taken for the good school. How could she not be a fairy tale princess? everyone said she was with her sunshine gold hair, bluer-than-blue eyes, delicate frame, and perfect teeth. Dressed in an eye-catching form-fitting green silk dress and custom glass heels she embarked on her daily good deeds in hopes the forces were watching. first, she donated her best healthy food recipes to the children's home, ("They'll have better luck if they lose a little weight"). Next, she listened to the town's widow drone on endlessly about her house full of cats, ignoring how the woman's face sagged with sadness ("She should trim that unibrow, it would do her so much good) Finally, Googie trekked up Graves Hill for her last-and hardest-good deed. Shuddering at the trio of ravens perched on the bowed porch railing she knocked lightly on the door.
"Go away, Googie"
"Aw come on, Christina, don't you want comany?"
"No"
Googie fearfully watched the ravens.
"Christina-"
"I said no-"
"The birds-"
"Seriously, please-"
"THEY'RE GOING TO ATTACK!"
Finally, the door creaked open a long thin (disgustingly pale, Googie thought) arm snaking out to haul the blonde inside shutting the ravens out.
"Happy now?"
Half silhouetted in shadow, Christina moved to sit on her bed beside the only window. Taller than Googie she could best be described as gangly. this of course was really attributed to the shapeless dresses she wore to hide her back scars. when she was smaller her peers would point and jeer so the hybrid hid away content to keep house while Rosella worked dawn to dusk in the bakery.
Googie perched on the very edge of a wooden chair beside a teetering stack of fairy tale books, "Aren't you excited, Christina?"
"For what?"
"The choosing is tonight, you and I are going to be famous!"
"I am perfectly happy here," Christina replied, moving to the stove to check her mother's lunch.
"You're going to be a villian!"
"I am not a villain," Christina began chopping vegetables.
"How can you say that?" Googie picked the book off the top of the stack, "You look just like the cursing fairies"
'Cursing faires" was the term the town coined to explain Christina's resemblance to two different characters. The unnamed fairy from The Frog Prince and Maleficent from the Sleeping Beauty tale which Googie was holding open to the infamous christening scene. Christina had the hair and face shape of the former; the horns and withering gaze of the former.
"That doesn't make me a villan"
"It does though, it does," Googie insisted, noticing the ravens were perched on the windowsill, watching intently, "You're from the story realm, aren't you excited to go back?"
"Get out!" Christina slammed the knife into the counter, turning to face Googie with a glare.
"But-"
"OUT," Christina's eyes flashed purple, the window disappearing.
The ravens chased Googie from the cottage, the door closed with a strong gust of wind.
"Thank you," Christina smiled at the trio who flew to the perch beside her bed.
No one knew where the ravens came from, some said the same place Christina had. They followed her everywhere often bringing bits and baubles not seen in town. a bracelet, a ring, a teacup no matter what it was she treasured it, tucking it away safely in a wooden lockbox under her bed.
for the next half hour, Christina alternated between reading a storybook and checking on the roast in the oven. Once it was ready she slathered it in thick gravy, wrapped it up, and set it in the basket beside the salad. Taking a deep breath she steeled herself before heading out. No matter how unwelcome the villagers made her feel Christina brought Rosella lunch every day just as she had since she was old enough to use a stove unsupervised. Even with her head down Christina noticed the hysteria already taking over. Mothers were begging their good children to do something naughty while the naughty children were on the best behavior all in hopes of dissuading the story forces from snatching them away. Children not being cajoled by their mothers sat on porch steps, eyes roving their books for a clue on surviving while the fathers sealed windows and fortified doors.
"Mama?!" Christina pushed open the bakery door.
"Is that roast I smell?" Rosella stepped out of the kitchen, brushing flour from her hands.
"Of course, Mama, just how you like it"
"Oh how I'll miss this"
"You've said that every year since I've turned twelve," Christina sighed, handing off the basket, "They aren't going to randomly snatch me back, why would they?"
"Because I've always known theirs a family somewhere that misses you, now run along home and pack your trunk for me?"
"We'll laugh about this in the morning"
"Perhaps"
...
As the sun set the hysteria intensified. The men loaded rifles, sharpened axes, and lighting torches, forming a protective circle around the town. A circle that didn't extend to the hill. after all one from the story realm wasn't worth their protection and it was no secret many wished for Christina to disappear. Googie however, Googie wondered how they'd be transported to the school. A carriage, a magic carpet? After all, the adults never saw how the children disappeared only that they'd vanished. The minutes ticked on, and Googie unsealed her window, dropping her bag to the ground. It would be easier if she and Christina were together after all.
...
Christina shut the window with an eye-roll, "Mama, do you think I'll really end up in the evil school?"
"Of course not, Christina, you have more kindness in your finger than most people have in their entire body"
"But why would I be taken back there now?"
Rosella rocked steadily, "The night before you were found at the fountain, there was this terrible rainstorm, lightning that looked poised to tear the sky apart, wind that knocked over trees, endless sheets of rain through all that noise there was this witchy laughter just inside the woods, as if someone had gotten away with something terrible and the next day I brought you home"
You've never told me that"
"It isn't something you tell a child," Rosella replied, "I suppose we should go to bed"
"Good Night, Mama,"
"Goodnight"
...
Midnight drew ever closer but nothing was happening. Googie was freezing sitting beneath Christina's window. Hadn't she already suffered enough? Forced to listen to Christina sing a lullaby. a lullaby! As if she could sing! Limbs sore from the September chill the blonde struggled to her feet, biting back a curse and watching her heels sink into gooey mud. She scooped a handful of smooth pebbles into her palm, tossing them bit by bit at the window until it was yanked open by a sleepy, disheveled Christina in a shapeless nightgown.
"What do you want now?" she hissed.
"Come outside"
"Heck no!"
"C'mon Christina, I want to go to the School already"
"You're insane"
"I am not"
"Hush before you wake up Mama"
"You know that's not your mother"
"Excuse me?"
"Well, clearly-"
"How dare you!"
The two were so busy arguing that they failed to notice the thick fog that rolled in suddenly. This wasn't a normal fog, not by any means, it pulsed with glowing, growing magic that Googie was first to notice.
"What is-" her eyes drifted closed.
"No, no, no," Christina fought to shut the window only to find it jammed.
panicked, she tried to run but it was in vain. The fog pulled her out the window, holding her struggling form aloft.
"No, no, no"
Googie meanwhile, slumped to the ground with an undignified snore.
"It will be okay, go to sleep, Christina"
"No..."
But all her thrashing wore her out and Christina finally succumbed letting the sleep steal her away.
...
Sometime later the spell was beginning to wear off Googie. Unable to open her eyes she could hear the thunderous flapping of many wings and the wind whooshing past her ears.
"It's time for you to come home, Princess"
I KNEW IT! Googie gleefully thought. over the next ten minutes, the spell continued to steadily wear off until she was able to open her eyes and somewhat sit up. Much to her shock, Googie found herself held none too gently in the talons of a monstrous bird while next to her Christina was still fast asleep in a carriage pulled by flying horses. Crossing her arms, Googie resolved to have a word when she arrived at Good School which was fast approaching below. Two castles exactly as the nursery rhyme said one pure white, the other ebony black surrounded by a murky moat, each with tall towers as described.
"I'm a princess!"
But the bird dropped her in the moat of the evil school
"WAIT! WAIT!" she surfaced choking on water, "THERE'S BEEN A MISTAKE!"
"There are no mistakes," a pig-faced goblin hoisted her from the water, shoving her into a line of monstrous kids.
...
"I think she's vaking up, Alissa"
"Hush, her head's probably aching, she fought the spell"
"She vas frightened"
"I would be too"
Christina wearily opened her eyes. one thing was imminently clear. She wasn't at home, not even in the village. Googie had been right. They'd been taken. Sitting up she found she wasn't alone, seated directly across from the bed was the fairy from the frog prince story, now with large wings and horns of her own, Next to her was a vampire but because Christina didn't like scary stories that was all she knew.
"It's alright, Christina, you're safe"
"Why am I here? What do you want?"
"I'm Alissa and this is, Radu," the fairy spoke gently, "We're your parents, Christina"
"Why? Why would you send me there just to drag me back here?"
"That was your Aunt Lucinda's doing. She planned it all out fooled me into thinking she'd redeemed herself, sparked a war in the farthest reaches of our kingdom your father rode to the frontlines to negotiate peace while I recovered from childbirth, Lucinda broke into your nursery knocking out everyone and everything in her path, whisking you to the woods where she cut off your wings and left you on the other side of the barrier that separates the worlds and for all my magic the barrier wouldn't be tampered with a second time but we had ways of keeping watch"
The ravens sat on the windowsill.
"But what about Mama?" Christina sniffled, "I'll never see her again, will I?"
"Never is an awfully long time dear, I'm sure you'll see her again and when you do I can thank her for taking such good care of you all these years"
"So what happened to my aunt?"
"She's been dealt with, dead and unable to hurt anyone anymore"
"One more question?"
"Yes?"
"Where am I?"
"The School for Good"
...
Googie was forced into the school by the endless flow of students, Monster fairy and human alike all drooling to begin the school year. The moat water made Googie's dress cling uncomfortably to her legs while she was forced to hobble on broken heels though this was soon resolved by the school staff who were magicking students into their school uniforms, black hooded robes with the black swan crest over their hearts, before dumping heavy textbooks tied with ratty ribbons into their arms. The robes were heavy, dragging on the floor behind her, the fabric itchy but she seemed to be the only one with this opinion as several dark fairies danced overhead, other students busy comparing schedules. all while being forced towards the dorms.
Glancing toward the schedule on top of her books she was dismayed to find it listed her as a witch.
"There's been a mistake!" she continued to insist tripping into her dorm.
The room was done in black lacquer and blood-red trimmings, her bags were placed at the foot of the bed farthest from the door while a set of black, spike-laden trunks rested on the other bed.
"Of course I get stuck with the idiot witch from the Reader Realm"
There was a black-furred werewolf with purple-streaked hair in the doorway.
"And you are?"
"Crow," the werewolf girl pushed past her dormmate, "Don't talk to me, look at me or breath on me otherwise I will maim you, school rules be darned"
Googie fled.
...
Now much calmer, Christina was able to take in her surroundings, finding she was in a large room painted with beautiful murals depicting iconic happily ever afters. There was a pretty writing desk in front of the window with ribbon-tied books on top. her trunk was beside it.
"We know it's a lot to take in and I'll never replace Rosella but we'd like to try having a relationship with you"
"I think I'd like that," Christina nodded, "Mama always said she felt like there was someone missing me"
"May I?" Alissa moved to hug her daughter.
"Yes"
So for the first time in years, Radu and Alissa hugged the child they'd so dearly missed. There they stayed until there was a light knock at the door.
"That's your grandmother," Radu explained heading toward the door, "She vishs to meet you, she's-"
"Maleficent"
"How did you know?"
"You were never drawn with horns," Christina explained.
"I suppose it's been longer than I thought," Alissa shrugged.
"Vould you like to meet her?"
"Yes"
Maleficent glided into the room with a warm smile, "Hello, Christina"
"Hello...Grandmother"
The family hugged again with Christina at the center.
"Squishing me!"
"Sorry" the adults laughed.
"We have much catching up to do but first I have a gift for you," Maleficent stepped back, her scepter glowing brilliantly.
The room seemed to grow warmer but a glance at the nearby mirror revealed that only Christina thought so as the magic concentrated on her back growing and lifting her from the bed. with a final flash, it disappeared leaving Christina with a large pair of wings scaled, black fading to purple.
"You're beautiful, Dear, just like your mother"
Bells began to chime in the distance.
"Oh goodness, Mother, the welcoming ceremony, we have to get to the theater"
"The students are still arriving Alissa, we have plenty of time, certainly enough to get Christina ready"
"Ready for what?"
"School, you've been enrolled in the School for Good just as your friend has been enrolled in the evil school"
"No," Christina shook her head, "She's not my friend, just a bully, she always has been"
"That's what I thought"
...
"THERE'S BEEN A MISTAKE!" Googie forcefully shook the ladder of the goblin hanging student portraits.
'there are no mistakes!" the goblin gruffly responded.
"But there has been!"
"I'll speak with her,"
Googie found herself in the headmistress's office in a rock-hard chair. Across the desk, there was a throne and sitting there Googie saw:
"Ma-ma-Maleficent!" Googie stammered with shock.
"Yes, Miss Hale, I'm the headmistress of the school"
"But surely you know I've been misplaced, the girl I arrived with belongs here, not me!"
Maleficent laughed which caused thunder to rumble, "My granddaughter is anything but evil"
"Granddaughter?"
"Yes, Princess Christina of the dark fae, newly reunited with her family," Maleficent smiled, "Now I believe all the students are headed to the theater for the welcoming ceremony you better get going"
...
Christina was back to shaking like a leaf as she followed her parents to the theater, now dressed in her school uniform, a lavender dress that fell to her knees with the white swan over her heart. So many monsters, so many people. All looking at her.
The theater sat on neutral ground. A massive circular stone building perfectly split down the middle. The good school's half was done in white stone with plush blue seating, many candles, and brightly lit chandeliers cast the half into nearly daylight brightness. The students, seemingly all princesses wore an array of pretty pastel gowns, delicately accepting the treats offered by well-dressed servants who effortlessly maneuvered the rows of seats in sky-blue suits and dresses. The evil school by contrast had their half of the theater done in black stone, fat red candles dripped wax into holders, sparsely placed throwing the entire half into flickering shadows. Servants dressed in the same blood-red color as the seats offered trays of snacks to black-robed students who turned up their noses.
"CHRISTINA!"
The angry shriek startled Christina so severely that she fell down the theater steps landing in a heap at the bottom causing students on both sides to burst into laughter.
"You idiots!" someone snarked nearby, "What if she hurt herself?"
That was enough to silence the good students though it took intervention by the goblins to silence the evil students.
"Christina, are you okay?" Alissa helped the shaken girl to her feet.
"Yes," Christina replied her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.
"Oh, I used to fall all the time," Alissa wrapped her arm around her daughter's shoulders, "One time during a fancy dinner I rolled all the way down the staircase during my entrance, tore my dress all the way to my knee, you should have seen your grandmother's face she was embarrassed for the both of us. Personally, I think these steps are too small anyway"
Googie was the reason for Christina's tumble. Spitting mad, she cut off the mother-daughter duo on the way to their seats.
"You're in my place," Googie grabbed Christina's collar, "Switch back with me"
"Miss Hale," Alissa spoke sternly, "Please get your hands off of my daughter"
"But she's in my place! I'm supposed to be a princess"
"ack!" Christina sputtered gasping in relief when Radu stepped between her and Googie.
"Go back to your seat, Witch of the woods," the goblins seized Googie by her arms, marching her back to the shadowy evil school seats.
"I AM NOT A WITCH"
Christina meanwhile followed her father into the box seats Alissa had pointed out.
The lights went down the stage cast in spotlights. two bright flashes later Alissa and Maleficent stood side by side, student chatter ceasing.
"Welcome students to the beginning of your journies." Maleficent spoke first, "I trust you know who we are but in case you don't, I am Maleficent, Headmistress of the school for evil"
The evil students cheered, waving pennant flags until they were stopped by the staff.
"I am Alissa, the headmistress of the school for good"
Now it was the good students who cheered.
"And because someone always asks, yes we are mother and daughter," Maleficent laughed, "Alissa has also taken my place as queen of the dark fae because as I'm sure you've learned in the case of the story realm, light or dark is how you're born, good or evil is a choice"
"THEN WHY AM I IN EVIL SCHOOL?" Googie stood on her seat, "I'M GOOD"
"No, Miss Hale," Maleficent spoke cooly, "we monitor your village quite frequently and your actions from the time you could walk point towards a darker path now sit down!"
Googie was tied down and gagged to prevent further interruptions.
"Now onto school rules, polices-"
"Alissa dear"
"Yes, Mother?"
"Doesn't your school seem empty?"
"Oh, yes," Alissa smiled, "Come in Gentlemen!"
All present turned expectantly to the theater doors. At first, there was nothing to see but soon the rhymic sounds of marching could be heard. Students leaned forward just as the doors opened. Princes in crisp white uniforms with gold trim marched in. Swords gleamed at their sides, shields strapped to their backs depicting their kingdom's crests flashed. Each handsomer than the last caused the princesses to swoon and the evil students to recoil with a hiss and a boo.
From where Christina sat she couldn't distinguish one from another. Despite the differing hair and skin colors at first glance, they all seemed to be the same. All that was except for the last who elicited laughter from all present. Taller than his classmates, slightly disheveled not to mention out of sync with the others who'd begun an elaborate show of swordsmanship.
Christina turned to ask her father a question only to find he'd disappeared.
"Huh?"
Now he was taking part in the duels below. Taking out the students one by one with skills that far surpassed their own. Once the swords were knocked from their hands the princes bowed respectfully stepping aside to watch.
"How'd he do that?" Christina questioned the silent disappearing act which left her scratching her head. Maybe she should have read some vampire books.
With no one to answer, she turned back to the show below finding the out-of-place prince had fallen while the others were presenting roses to the princesses.
...
"Like, why couldn't I be castle-schooled?" Shaggy groaned, struggling to his feet.
"Wrong color rose," an evil student chortled unhelpfully.
"I-I thought it was pretty," Shaggy glanced at the broken pink rose in his hand.
"Besides," another student spoke up, "All the princesses have their stupid roses, see?"
Disheartened, Shaggy handed his sword and shield to the waiting servant before hurrying to his seat.
"Actually," Radu spoke up, "There's one who doesn't, up there,"
"But like, isn't that your daughter?"
"Yes and I believe she could use a friend"
"But-"
"Go on, Son she doesn't bite"
...
"H-H-hello," Shaggy stammered quietly. Talking with princesses or girls in general never went well so why would this time be any different?
"Hello," Christina smiled softly, "What do you have there?"
He still had the rose in his hand. Sheepishly he tried to hide it behind his back, "Oh, it's broken and the wrong color and-"
"May I see it?"
The sight of the flower made him cringe. leaves were missing but worse the stem was snapped but, he handed it over anyway.
'i think it's pretty, My name's Christina, what's yours?"
"Norville but like, everyone calls me Shaggy"
"I take it you don't want to sit down there?"
"No, I'm a laughing stock"
"They laughed at me too, I fell down the steps"
"Are you okay?"
"Nothing but my dignity was bruised, would you like to sit with me?"
"May I?"
"Take a seat"
...
"Now, you've all been given the school handbook along with your textbooks, I suggest reading it for an in-depth look at these rules but to put it simply we expect the very best out of each and every one of you whether good or evil. top ranking grades will be posted each week in the school common rooms, do well and you'll be in running for the esteemed title of class captain, fail continuously and you'll be interning as a servant in your respective schools until they improve," Maleficent's voice boomed across the theater, striking fear into the students some of which dropped their pastries from shock.
"Also," Alissa stepped in front of her mother, "While friendships between opposing schools are not prohibited travel between the two schools is, you'll find there's a barrier across Halfway Bay which will push you back to your school. Intermingling is only permitted during lunch on the lawn and woods survival class"
"Don't try to cover the crests on your uniform or you'll find it tattooed in most unwelcome places"
"Punctuality is important, you must arrive to class on time and in uniform"
On and on and on the list of rules and policies went until the students were either frightened stiff by Maleficent's delivery or lulled to sleep by Alissa's. Regardless of which they were all startled when the bells chimed alerting the end of the welcoming. With the chimes, Googie's binds dissolved popping to her feet she was ready to unleash her opinions only to be swept up in the masses flocking to their dorms to prepare.
Classes started the next day.
...
Two very different scenes played out the next morning.
Googie, back sore with eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep watched Crow from the corners of her vision. The werewolf scantly brushed her hair and picked at her teeth before snarling at her reflection in the tarnished mirror opposite their beds. Heedless of the company she stripped out of her night clothes happy to slip her uniform over her head. Once gone Googie risked an exhale. rummaging through her bags she selected a dress from home, blue chiffon with a plunging neckline.
"Np way I'm wearing you"
Uniform tossed aside Googie grabbed the hairbrush from her bag, wrinkling her nose at the lingering smell of moat water she began her arduous beauty routine with one thousand and one brushstrokes. The school staff would come to their senses when they saw her dressed far better than any of the princesses from the ceremony. Sure to turn heads. Oh, she'd have her choice of any prince. A throne, castle, jewels, and riches beyond imagination would all be hers. Hers and not Christina's.
What had Christina ever done to deserve to be a princess?
Applying the first of many face masks, Googie pursued the yellowed curled parchment her schedule was written on.
Googie Hale, Witch of the woods.
Introduction To Evil: Professer Yop. Malice Hall.
Basic Magic: Witch Hazel. Hatred Hall.
History. Professor Hort. Upper dungeon.
Lunch
Break Period.
General Villainy. Professor Badwolf.
Woods survival. group 3.
*List of elective classes available in the student handbook. Please select at least two by the end of your first week.
I have to get into the Good school it's where I belong
Only after her beauty routine was complete did Googie join the flow of students in the hall. Heading downstairs they passed the student portraits. Googie broke from the stream to examine them finding many familiar faces. There was Rachel, the girl taken four years prior looking white as a sheet on her first-year portrait, in the graduation portrait however she was grinning evilly, her legs replaced by an electric blue tail, sitting on a rock it was evident she'd been luring someone to death or trying to. Mai Lei, taken before Rachel beamed in both portraits though her second was darker, electricity danced on her fingertips prepared to zap anyone who got in her way.
"Move along, classes are starting," Googie was shoved back into line stumbling she was dismayed to find her beautiful dress had warped into the school uniform.
Christina's worse off than me, poor thing doesn't belong there.
Christina woke to sunlight streaming through the window, birds were singing drawing her from the warmth of the four-poster bed. Just as the evil school was run out of Maleficent's castle, the good school was Alissa's own. Because of those, Christina had been given her original room back instead of a dormitory room.
"Christina? Are you awake?"
"Come in"
Alissa glided into the room wearing a flowing rose-colored gown but it was her smile rivaling the sun that Christina noticed first.
"Good morning"
"Good morning," came the soft reply.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Yes"
"Classes don't begin for some time so I-I wanted to spend time with you, maybe help you gett ready then join your father and Grandmother for breakfast?"
"Alright"
"What dress would you like to wear today?" Alissa pulled open the wardrobe doors, "Or if you prefer a dress from your trunk I can magic the crest onto it, our uniforms aren't really uniforms not like your grandmother's school"
"I um, never had so much to choose from," Christina bashfully explained, " I don't know where to begin"
"That's okay," Alissa pulled two of the purple dresses from the wardrobe, "You look pretty in purple, do you want to try one of these?"
The first was the same knee-length design as the day prior but in a plum purple while the second was a high-waisted amethyst gown with long lace sleeves and floral patterns on the skirt. This was the dress Christina chose.
"Tell me about growing up in the village?"
"It's not a nice story," Christina said, sitting at the vanity.
"Tell me anyway?"Alissa picked up the brush, working slowly on Christina's hair.
"When I was too small to be left alone, Mama brought me to work with her every day, one of my earliest memories is her carrying me, bundled against her chest so I wouldn't get cold. She'd set me on this little wooden stool in the kitchen she used bread dough to teach me shapes and letters because I was forbidden from entering the school house, I frightened the parents and their children of course when the kids got bigger they started pushing me around so I started staying at home"
"And what was home like?"
"It looked a little scary from the outside, rundown and such but inside it was so warm and cozy, we had a vegetable garden behind the house I liked taking care of it with Mama, and once a year when the storybooks came she surprised me with one by sliding it under my pillow"
"Did you have a favorite story?"
"No, I couldn't pick one," Christina frowned, "I couldn't fit them in my trunk"
"Don't worry, I think I have a solution," Alissa smiled, placing a tiara on Christina's head.
"What?"
"After breakfast, come on"
While Alissa guided Christina to breakfast the teen took the opportunity to skim her schedule.
Princess Christina.
Introduction to Good, Queen Ella, Humility Hall.
Kingdom Management, Queen Alissa, Charity Hall.
Magic lessons (one-on-one, Private lessons), Lakeside.
Lunch.
Break Period.
Princessolgy, Queen Aurora, Honor Hall.
Woods survival. group 3.
*List of elective classes available in the student handbook. Please select at least two by the end of your first week.
"We're here"
Maleficent and Radu sat at a table overflowing with food.
"Come sit down, Christina, you have a busy day ahead"
That was an understatement.
Okay, listen here you negative nellies who wanna chew me out. THIS STORY GOT CORRUPTED TWICE HOURS OF WORK LOST I had to start from scratch both times and on this third attempt I wrote it in the copy-paste box.
I will take no crap from ANYBODY.
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