Prelude
Our story starts with a young lady in her teens. Most people her age would be enjoying a football game between rivaling schools or perhaps enjoying a movie or "hanging out" at the mall. Now this girl either didn't want to enjoy such things, had other things to do besides doing those things, or had no friends to enjoy them with. All of this was true as she was the "new girl" in this strange new town, living with her slightly bizarre grandmother because her parents were off advising some important figurehead on some matter, which frankly didn't matter to her.
"Hero wake up!" the grandmother shouted up to her granddaughter, "Breakfast is ready!" Helena, preferably known as 'Hero' sat up slowly in her bed and yawned, her long tresses of semi-curly brown hair falling down her back. She ran her fingers lightly over one of her newer painted pictures to make sure it was dry and then ran down the stairs to eat breakfast. When she got there she was greeted by a hyperactive Dalmatian jumping up and licking her face happily.
"Down Cadpig!" Hero ordered her dog merrily. "So Gram, what's for le petit-dejuner?" she asked her grandmother.
"Some good and healthy BACON An' EGGS!!" the grandmother roared loudly emphasizing the bacon and eggs part. Hero laughed at the kookiness of her grandmother and sat down to eat while her grandma bustled off
After she finished she went back off to her room to get ready for her first day in the new school. She put on a grey t-shirt with a big red star on the front and a pair of jeans. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the door and sighed a bit worriedly but grabbed her backpack and headed off to school.
When she arrived at the school, which was very near to the signature suburbia pastel-colored houses. She sat down timidly on a bench outside of the school for the doors to open to let the students in. She watched all of the other High schoolers mingle with their friends. Hero watched them boredly for a few minutes and then began to read Shakespeare. Shakespeare was where she had gotten her nickname from. He had written a play about a female named hero but I'm not going to go into much detail about that after all this is an Edward Scissorhands fan fiction. That reminds me I haven't Introduced him yet have I? Don't worry I'll get to him soon…
Hero made it through the day until lunch without much difficulty. The teachers had introduced her to the classes but other than that not much speaking had been done between her and the other students. At lunch she sat down at this table. Little did she know it was the table where all of the "popular" people ate their lunches. A few minutes after she took a seat a bunch of gorgeous people came marching over, girls with perfect hair and features and guys who most likely belonged to some sports and had just as perfect features.
"Who're you?" a snooty voice called from somewhere above her head.
"I'm uh," She swallowed the bite of sandwich she had taken before they came "My name is He- I mean Helena Greenwood"
"Greenwood?!?" A football player said loudly "You mean you're related to that crazy nutcase old lady who lives on Peach Drive?!"
"My Grandmother is NOT a crazy nutcase!" She shouted at him her green eyes ablaze
The first girl spoke up "Yes she is she is the only one who thinks that myth 'Edward Scissorhands' exists!"
Hero just sat there not knowing what to say after that. She didn't know if she believed the stories her grandmother had told her about Edward Scissorhands or not. So instead she just got up in a huff and marched off to the benches outside with the laughter of the kids following her.
Hero somehow managed to get through the school day with the thought that this Edward Scissorhands May be real but may not be. She walked home and threw her backpack on the couch and decided to ask her Grandmother about this odd character.