Five o´click, yet; though a crow of students filled the EAH halls, whispers and little talks. The cafeteria had opened, welcoming fairytales' daughters and sons.

no one wanted to lose the chance to talk or gossiping before classes began.

Sitting at the big cafeteria, blank gaze focusing on the fancy window. Black-gray with shades of pink hair it was actually a gracefully mess. Only one person, only one person on her mind, where in the hell was him? The adjusted corset was history, replaced by an almost see-through white shirt and shorts instead of the annoying skirt.

Two cold hands obstructed the girl's view accompanied by a funny laugh. "You fool, where have you been?"delicate hands clear by themselves the view, again, a scowl followed the act and she was now dagging with the eyes to Sparrow, but the fresh guy shrugged as a real daredevil and a big smirk on his face so Duchess change her scowl for just a simple frown. "What?" The princess swan asked with her crossed hands on her chest, her gray eyes tried in vain to look for where Sparrow's view was focusing in.

"Nothing, but... Siincee nooow I love thaat shiiirt on yaaa." The annoying guy stood up to sing the ridiculous song that made Duchess really confused, least, until she look down to herself and realizes her bra through the white shirt.

"Asshole!" the barely blush on Duchess cheeks didn't let Sparrow take with seriousness the insult, in change, a fool smirk appeared on his fresh gaze, glaring at the beautiful girl scowling in front of him.

"Did you know?" Sparrow off the topic first, taking sit again to attune his guitar's strings.

"Did I know what?" Duchess' grimace fell instantly upon Sparrow played with the guitar, no staring at her, he shrugged carelessly.

"A new girl arrived EAH. Yesterday, I think so."

"And why in the fucking hell that would care to me?" Duchess crossed her arms, again, one eyebrow high to her forehead, his almost friend shrugged nonchalant.

"I just thought you'd like to know. Ya, with all your shit about stealing a happily ever after and that shit, I just speculated it." A delicate hand ran on the princess swan's hair, a light breath from purple lips before a shrug.

"Nah, I barely met her yesterday and... She's not- she's not a... Good victim. I don't know... It is like if she be hiding something, and I don't even know her tale." the gray eye focused in blank space on the cafeteria.

"I met her at science class." Sparrow kept playing with the guitar before talk again. "She obviously grabbed the attention from the class, more than Apple does, even. But she wasn't the big deal, no to me at least... Yet I think she shall be a good fuck." Like Sparrow had forgiven who was he talking with, Duchess face went all red in anger, one: for the derogatory way to talk about a girl, second: because she was just better for a fuck than the new girl!

"Won't better fuck yourself! Idiot!" for first time since he took on the topic, Sparrow gazed to the really angry girl fingering up to him, he frowned pretty upset and confused.

"What the hell? OK... Sorry." Sparrow kept calm so Duchess angriness fell slowly, when it happened he took the chance to change off the topic again. "So... What ya wanna do for today?" Sparrow looked at the gray-eyes girl thinking for a moment.

"I don't know... -um- ... What ya wanna do." Sparrow grinned, again.

"What if you go to my band's practiciiinggg...!" The boy band stood up to sing unajusted once again.

"It is a deal, but just if you came to mi lake tonight." Duchess smiled softly, showing a perfect teeth row.

"It is a date." Sparrow said glaring at the gray eyes, whose glared back. A smirk from both, they kept the vison on each other.

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Five and ten in the little watch. The garden eyes staring at the boring dragon egg on the night stand, they just close to nictitate.

"Hi, girl." Faybelle emerged opening the door, with a coffee cup on her hand; the blue-blond hair was a fucking mess like last-night, though, now she was wearing a simple black shirt and a pair of dark-blue jeans. She raised an eyebrow to her roommate while drinking a sip of coffee. "What the fuck are you doing?" for first time since the morning, the green eyes twisted off the view from the egg to the blue-blond hair girl. Malyn sighed before stood up, then she shook the dust on her knees.

"This is taking a lot." Faybelle drank again, frowning pretty upset.

"What?"

"The egg! This shit is not growing up! Faybelle do something!" Malyn cried as child doing a tantrum, but her roommate just laughed at the childish complain. "Faybelle..." the creamy skin girl pouted like a little puppy in damage.

"Goddamn! I thought you were smarter. It will take several weeks to grow up, you idiot." The cute pout twisted in a offended scowl until the laughing girl stopped.

"Faybelle I'm being serious. I got classes with Baba Yagga today. What if she get angry cause I brought an egg instead of a baby dragon." The girl wearing black shirt shrugged carelessly.

"You might care my raven by the while if you want; just to practice." Faybelle pointed to a sleeping little raven on the top of her headboard. Malyn denied sadly, and Faybelle shrugged siping again. "However, bring the stupid egg or it all will go worst." The girls looked at the subnormal egg on the night-stand and nodded at the same time.

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"Rae, I know she's pretty like a troublemaker, but C´mon, she's pretty cool, too." the snow skin blonde put the spoon in her mouth to take a bite of her cherry oh's.

"I just meant, she needs to make friends on her own." the ivory skin girl bit her almonds cupcake after talk and the sea eyes went open as a little puppy one's.

"Rae, will you let her die on her own?" the puppy sea eyes provoked only a scowl from the violet eyes girl chopping the cupcake.

"I'm not gonna pity her." The blue eyes fell in defeat.

"I didn't mean pity, I meant, she's cool let's to friend her, -and- to be honest, she's pretty like a mistery." the violet eyes upped the view to think many seconds.

"Yeah. I know. I'm still thinking about where she came from or who are her parents, if she's a rebel or a royal." the violet eyes kept staring at the white ceiling, deeply thinking.

"She's a prince and witch's child. One question less. -And- it pretty explains why she's like a middle point in everything." Raven scowled as if it wasn't the answer she was looking for.

"If her parents are Rebels so she is. True?" Apple shrugged, taking another cereal spoon.

"No idea." Apple pronounced the O as if it were lots. "She's not like everyone... And she'd rather being like her mother to her father. I wonder she might choose between one of her two destinies, or choose both..."

"Or no one..." Silence reigned between the girls for several seconds, violet eyes glaring at blue ones; in the corner of blue eyes, they saw a known shape.

XXXXX

Only five minutes left on the clock to the first class, for the goo of all, the whole filled halls were one per one being unfilled by the students, the cafeteria was almost alone.

More than one student piking books before starts classes, everyone was getting ready, everyone walking to it's first class, everyone, but one. Yet, in the library, pills of book around the creamy skin girl, one more try and she left, that was what she said to herself since the third try.

"Well, here we go, one more try. You're a witch's daughter, this must to be easy to you... One, two, thr..." Before she could even complete the beginning of the sentences a pair of grotesque an big hands kidnapped the green-eyes teenager from the waist to out of the library to the nearest lockers.

She fight against the strong kidnapper until be released, then, she fell on the white floor and up the view. No one more, but her father, standing up in front of her, the tanned skin, the brown-black and long hair, the little cut beard, yeah, no one more. She scowled standing up, she shook the dust on the skinny jeans. "Daddy... Nice see you, too. Thanks to come." Sarcasm flowing as venom from the annoyed tone, she placed a hand on the waist.

"Where's my baby? She's not safe with hormonal teenagers, whose want to touch her with dirty hands." Just these words got out from the almost haired lips, making to sigh to his daughter.

"I'll suppose you're talking about your precious Cadillac, don't you?"

"Ya, but where's her?" Malyn sighed, once more in the morning, it was toughy for her, the first time she saw him in days and he asks for a car, which is woman as it seems like. Just kill me now. She said for herself.

"Right in the front school's garden -the keys- right here in my hand." Milyn offered the black keys with - to her desperate father, who took it as faster as a bullet going to kill someone. "And.. What did mamma said about you coming to here just for a car."

"She thought I was talking about you, I guess she's not so upset about." The green-eyes teenager raised and eyebrow, she crossed her arms to her chest.

"KK, if I don't bother you, I got classes, and, you had better hide in somewhere, cause as your famous and that, people should acknowledge you." Even if she was sad, she will never say it, in change, she just walked away until her father held her arm to him.

"So... The school is going all well?" He asked as his only remedy to mend the little moment, she upped the beautiful green-eyes to his father's chocolates.

"Ya, it is almost fine... I mean, yeah, I haven't real problems. Thanks for ask." The man shrugged, glaring at his daughter. "And how are you and my mother? You seemed really... Cool, when I left."

"Perfect, we're really cool, you know, but it's weird to talk with my daughter. -Yeah- the only issue is that your mother is worried and apprehensive because you left, she really misses you." Malyn nodded lightly, thinking by seconds.

"And you? Do you miss me dad?" the poor man's heart shattered upon the second she asked that, his eyes softened, his breathing got more calmy and he sighed.

"You're my precious treasure Malyn, never doubt how much I should miss you, or how much I love you." After this, the man just kissed his daughter's forehead, walking away back to reality, yet, something about this still had a missing piece for her.

The ring-bell sounded, waking up the green-eyes girl from the lots of thoughts, a breath to keep alive, that was the only she needed, least, until she saw the big dragon egg trough the library door.

"Fuck!" that was the only thing she could say before back to the cruel real life. She got in the library once again to pick the big-fat issue she had gotten. "Why is this school becoming my life harder?" Malyn carried the egg, turning back to the big door, though, someone more was in front of her.

"What was your father doing on here?" A long-white beard man appeared right in front of the poor girl carrying an egg, cold gaze as hell, hands placed on waist, a horrible grimaced, and, Malyn could only gulp.

"Mr. Milton Grimm! He-he-he was here for his car, now, he's gone. If you allow me I got to..." Malyn walked some steps away from the man, the black eyes following her.

"Black magic..." Last words he said, looking at the book heap on the floor and nearest table. "Why was you reading this?" Malyn turned to the principal, her green eyes peeking at the mess.

"Well, I wondered there was some... Spell to make it grow." Malyn lifted the big egg to Milton, fool smirk on soft lips. "And ima witch's daughter, they're supposed to be my daily readings anyway." Milton gazed up to the big crystal window, focused until seconds.

"You're a princess, too, though..." the silence reigned upon the words, Milton deeply breathed, then he stared at the creamy skin girl as upset as scared. "You had better go to classes, Malyn."

"Ya, I think so, too." The poor upset girl walked out of the big library, the biggest sigh she could just give.

The little talks she had had was making a mess of her head, first his father comes to here just for a car, whose call his baby, then the pretentious principal telling what to do and what no to. "What a man, who does he think he's? The principal, yeah, because that's what he is, you idiot." she quarreled to herself, beating her own forehead.

"You're late, miss Malyn." That hoarsely female voice from yesterday, right the same, woke up her from her not so long thoughts, but it always intimidated her. "Morning, miss Yagga."

"Take a sit and don't break in the class, again. Your freshman-year students tolerance is over since now." The green eyes girl took the same seat from the last, day, beside the same girl. If it wasn't for the egg on her hands, and the meeting with her father plus Milton, it could be a perfect cliche.

"Where in the fucking hell had you been in." Faybelle asked ignoring every Baba Yagga's word.

"Guess where!" Sarcasm flowing on Malyn's tone, yet, Faybelle only shrugged. "In the library, looking for a spell to make my big issue to grow, then in a meeting with my father looking for his car, -Oh!- and Milton Grimm stalked me... Yay, bullshit."

"Sorry for that... Wait.. Milton did what?" A really angry Baba Yaga glared at the pair of talkers making him to shut up, or better say, to make them talk more lightly.

"He just asked why my father come and why I was reading about black magic. Not the big deal, though." Faybelle made a little grimaced followed by an "oh.." expression.

"Feel bad for you, girl and I don't even know you at all. I mean we met like sixteen hours ago, no the lot, but, I-can..-feel-you."

"Uhum... Thank you, or whatever... I wanna left this place."

"Ur such a week, you have been here one day." Malyn sighed, looking at her blue-hair friend.

"Thanks, again." like it was the only way she could talk the sarcasm scaped once more.

"Really? You just love using sarcasm." Faybelle caressed her raven so Malyn did it.

"You must to know my mom, I learn everything from her." Faybelle frowned a bit to think some seconds.

"Do you love your mother over your father? Don't you?"

"Right no, why do you say that?"

"Well, maybe because you say father instead of that, though, you say mom instead of mother. I'm not an expert on, but, girl..."

"I say father because is cooler, and mom because... -Well- because she let me, and she doesn't let anyone to call her some kind of sweet nickname, just me, besides my father, he can call her babe, baby, honey... Even bitch." blue-blond hair girl frowned as upset as she could, Malyn realized it. "Yes, he does when they are..."

"OK, OK, enough I don't need more to hear OK?" Malyn caressed thoughtfully her classmate's little raven.

"I didn't know it was a bad thing to say, plus, you asked."

"Hell, sometimes I feel like you're so naive." Malyn grimaced disappointed.

"I'm not naive!"

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not, you just can't understand how I was raised like!" The cold pair of blue eyes stared, again at the teenagers, this time there was not a warning but a hand pointing to the exit door.

"I don't want you on my class until tomorrow! You girls, take your biology outta here!" Baba Yaga yelled at the girl now completely speechless, making both to out.

Now they were sitting right out of Baba Yaga's classroom, Faybelle was the first on talk. "Your stupidness make me laugh." Malyn dagged at her as the same murder.

"What a friend."

"The sarcasm, again. I never said I was your friend. See? You're naive."

"Listen, I'm not naive and you don't know..." Faybelle moved a finger to the angrily brown-hair girl.

"D'ya hear that?" Faybelle asked moving out her lackadaisical finger.

"Hear what?" little whispers such a understandable words coming from a near classroom a totally dessert one, at least, what was everyone wondered. Faybelle walked forehead followed by Malyn, tip-toeing for not to grip the murmurs owner's attention.

The door barely opened, just to show a couple of horny students making out like if they wanted to eat each other. The girl and the boy was so acknowledgeably. Gray and pink hair made a mess held by a orange hair boy. The nosy girls walked in, trying not to make any sound.

The orange-hair boy kissed down the girl until get her breasts and suck it.

"Who are 'em?" Faybelle jumped a bit for the fright Malyn provoked.

"If you don't know, you had better shut up." Malyn nodded. "Leame' do something." Faybelle walked more into the little dark place until be just some steps near to the teens couple.

"Children, what are you doing?" Faybelle made her best Baba Yaga's imitation griping just a bit of attention from the couple. "Now you're gonna be punished to break the tales rules and make love in this institute, working for the rest of your life in the library as my personal slaves!"

Duchess was the first on twist her focus, yet, no glaring at all who was talking. "Baba Yaga sorry, please forgive me, please don't make be with books the rest of my life!" two laughs broke into the silence tears and the couple gazed for first time their supposed Baba Yaga, making both to frown. "Screw you Faybelle!" Duchess stood up all blithe of her naked body, which made Faybelle to laugh even more.

"Hi Sparrow." Faybelle shook a hand to the guy carrying his clothes behind, whose greet back. "I didn't know you guys were dating."

"We're not." Duchess said cold, her lilac eyes upset staring at the brown-hair focused on her. "Wake up, girl!" Malyn shook her head, her cheeks pretty blushed.

"You're twins are cute." That was the only Malyn said, making Faybelle laugh, again, then, instantly Duchess covered herself with the first thing she saw. When the green eyes girl realized that the flattery wasn't one at all her gaze fell. "I didn't know it should embarrassed you, sorry."

"Who in the hell are you?" Duchess asked wearing herself.

"What do you wanted from me!? If you only meet my parents, they're like... -hell!- they're... Different, it was not a bad ting to me." Duchess looked at the green-eyes girl with a shade of disgust.

"I dunno care, Sparrow, I'm leaving." Duchess walked out of the little room so Sparrow did, no looking back to the girls.

Malyn gaze fell again with a little pout on the pink lips. "D'ya think she hates me?" Green-eyes girl asked to the blond-blue hair girl, who shrugged careless.

"Who cares? And, as I know Duchess cannot hate anyone, she's pretty... Crazy." Faybelle sat on the teacher's desk, staring at Malyn. "What are your parents like? Now, I'm freaky curious." Malyn shrugged, grazing a wooden seat.

"Long story."

"We got time." Faybelle defended her ask, then, Malyn sighed.

"I've said it lots of times in just a few hours, but... Well, first, my parents -both- are bisexual, so they're really carefree about... Many things."

"That's because you peeked at Duchess' breasts?" Malyn tilted her head a bit to agree.

"Mostly, but they're... How do you guy call it... -oh yeah- my parents are rebels as I learned. My father is a prince, my mother a witch. He's really patience, she doesn't. She's so sassy, he tries to be politely, both are badass, though."

"I guess so." Faybelle throw cold, next Malyn nodded with a little smirk. "It explains a bit about you."

"Maybe, but I'm really tired of talking about 'em. Now, this is my time to shine by myself." Faybelle breathed, walking to the exit door.

"OK, girl. However I got a life there outside, cool talk." Faybelle stepped trough the door followed by a disappointed Malyn.

"Wait, you're leaving me?" Faybelle pretty irked.

"Yeas."

"What will I do now?" Faybelle rolled her eyes, crossing her arms.

"I don't know, find a past-time."

"What's yours?" Faybelle though many seconds before smile really big.

I'm too lazy to check it out.

Here I finished for today, because I'm totally dry and a lot with out updating, too

If you ask why I mention sex a lot, well... I was Sigmund Freud in my past life, yeah, the great secret is no longer one, -haha, yeah, nope- however... Ideas? I never ask for, but...