(These chapters are going to be short and will be uploaded whenever I get around to it. I know this chapter isn't that good, so I'm sorry. Also, I love dialogue, probably too much.)

Chapter Two: Sleep Tight

The backyard of the Charming's house was beautiful that Saturday night. Lights and lanterns were strung through the trees and in bushes. Long tables were set up near the porch where the buffet table was. A DJ was near the back of the yard where smaller tables were located. Students danced and some of the adults stood inside, watching the festivities and enjoying their own little party.

At one of the smaller tables sat two girls. They scanned the crowd, bored. One of the girls took out a small book from her purse.

The other stood up and smoothed her dress. "Why did you even invite me to go with you if we aren't going to enjoy ourselves?"

"I'm enjoying myself. Parties aren't really my scene, anyway," the first responded.

"Belle," the second said, grabbing Belle's arm and tugging slightly, "you brought me along to have a good time and even if we don't dance, at least pay attention. This could make a good article for The Epic. I brought my camera." She took out a camera from her large, black purse. "Besides, you owe me."

"I owe you nothing, Aurora."

"Liar! Wait!" Aurora looked towards the porch where a girl was standing nervously. "Isn't that the girl from your French class?"

Belle also looked towards the porch. "Ella? I suppose. Someone said she couldn't come, but I guess her fairy godmother showed up." She shrugged. "Anyway, I have bad news."

Aurora, eyes still fixated on Ella's blue dress, asked, "What? What's wrong?"

"The Pink vs. Blue Fashion Column had to be cut to make room for the game against the Middleton High Mad Dogs. I tried to keep it in, but you know how LeFou gets." She stood up and grabbed her clutch. "Princeton seems to have taken an interest in Ella. Wouldn't you agree?"

"I always knew he had a thing for blondes with pretty faces. Would've dated me if I didn't have Philip."

"Funny, Aurora."

The two surveyed the scene. Most of the juniors had attended and, with their guests and dates, it was a pretty good turnout. The DJ was entertaining, even if he was a bit overenthusiastic, but a few of the guests, especially the males, had stopped dancing to watch Ella. She looked nervous and was blushing furiously as she made her way towards the back of the yard, ignoring the glares some of the girls gave her as she passed, including two girls who looked like she was about to kill her.

Princeton had left the girl he was dancing with and walked over to Ella. With a large swoop, he bowed and took her hand.

"He's like a total Prince Charming!" one very excited girl exclaimed, only to be followed by a "No, duh."

The music was slowing and Princeton led Ella onto the dance floor as girls began to slow dance with their girl friends (and some with their boyfriends), and the boys either went to stand off to the side or dance with a girl they had their eyes on. Belle gathered her book, purse, and shawl as Aurora fiddled with her compact. In the reflection she could see a boy, staring at the two. He looked rather angry and narcissistic. He was also in dire need of haircut. This staring session went on until Garland Waltz by Tchaikovsky rung through the air.

Blushing, Aurora dug through her bag and pulled out her Blackberry. Letting out a groan, she answered the call.

"Hello?...I'm still at the party…It's only nine o'clock. The party won't end for another hour or two…why do I have to come home?...But!...Yes, ma'am."

"So, we're leaving?" Belle asked. She was now standing over Aurora, all set to go. She looked around and noticed that their host and Ella had mysteriously wandered off. "I have to study for my AP literature class and brush up on my fairy tales for the discussion in Ms. Drago's class, so it's not a big deal."

"We are, unfortunately. My aunts can be so uptight sometimes! They're trying to have me go to bed early in hopes of helping my narcolepsy. 'Beauty is sleep is very important, Aurora-Rose,' they say. If it wasn't bad enough that I have three breathing down my neck, there are four more!"

Belle placed a hand on her friend's shoulder. "By living with your aunts, you get to have a great education at Disney High and–"

"Belle. I know you're one of the few people who actually likes going to school for the academic reason, but so not helping."

"—and you're aunts have good intentions."

"Always the good one. Aren't you?"

"It's a gift."

The two stayed for a few more minutes before leaving. Aurora dropped Belle off at her house. Maurice, Belle's father, was testing one of his new inventions as the girls drove up. His new alarm system consisted of robotic dogs, a loud siren, and spotlights. Many blinding spotlights. Neighbors were not happy, and let's just say that no one in the little neighborhood was getting their beauty sleep that night.