The Princess of Dragon Knows Where
Stelly's full name was on a cursive plaque next to the door, making her look a lot more impressive than she was. With a flick of her finger she changed it, and Princess Stellaluna of Solaria Major became simply Stella- when her parents got divorced, she had dropped the part of her name that was after her mother. The blonde girl smiled giddily. I bet I looked really cool when I did that!
She walked into her new room, adjusting her brand new purple glasses. She hoped that they would maybe glare a little, shield her ugly dirt brown eyes... she wished they were maybe a lighter, golder color, but changing them magically was beyond her. "Hiya!" she exclaimed, her high voice a little shrill. "I'm Stella, but you can call me Stelly!"
The girl sitting on the cuter of the two beds snorted. "Stelly?"
Stelly's smile faded a little. "Yeah. I mean, that's what all my friends call me... and we're going to be friends, right? I mean, we're roomies! We can have sleepovers and do each other's hair and all those fun things."
"And maybe," the girl said snarkily, "your teddy bear can come along, princess."
Stelly looked down.
"So, Princess of Solaria, huh? Don't look like much. Not like Gemma and me." The girl wore a snarky smile.
As if on cue, another girl... who looked just like the first... entered the room. "Great news, Anaena. The kid I'm rooming with wants to switch. She's crying. It's so..."
She trailed off as she saw Stelly. "What are you looking at?" she shot.
Stelly wanted to cry. She was on the verge of breaking down, but she knew she couldn't. These girls... they pretty much admitted that they were amused when somebody cried. "I'm looking at your clothes, which apparently you don't know how to match," she said quietly and much more calmly than she felt.
Gemma and Anaema stared at her. There was a beat before one of them- Stelly had lost track of who was who- stood. "Come on, let's go to our room," she said. The twins stood and left. On the way, they bumped into a girl with red braids and freckles. "Watch it," said the same twin who had spoke before.
Stelly smiled at the redhead. She had a redheaded rag doll at home- maybe it was stupid, but she trusted people with that color hair. "Hiya! My name is Stelly. Guess we're gonna be roommates!"
Redhead smiled. "I'm Anne."
"Don't worry about Gemma and Anaema. We're tons cooler than they are. They're just jealous." Stelly patted the bed she was sitting on. "Here. Let's do your hair."
Author's Note: All characters are separate. I'm not saying that Stella and Icy were freshies at the same time. These stories are just fun little babbley things!