Finally I'm back! I'm SOOOO sorry I haven't updated, I have just been super busy with school-work, working on my Legolas one-shot, Blood on the Stars, that I want to be PERFECT for you guys, working on this, and working on my blog, theyaremyhome. It's a bit shorter than usual, but I worked really hard on it and I hope you guys enjoy it. I am aiming for twenty reviews guys, as they just make me feel so much happier, and really motivate me to write. Enjoy!

Part 8, Aimee

As Aimee was sucked into the ground, the only thing she was thinking of was: this is really weird. She landed on a green vine full of chattering girls. She was squashed in between a dark haired greek girl with bright red lipstick and eyeshadow, accompanied by a matching red sparkling dress on her left, Tessa on her lap, and Kat on her right. Strangely enough, the bright colour really suited the girl, and she was quite pretty. She turned to Aimee, smiling. "Hello, I'm Teah, also known as Princess Teah of Bizeli. Great great granddaughter of the Princess from The Princess and the Pea. I wouldn't usually dress like this," she said, looking down selfconsiously at her outfit, "but my mother insisted." Aimee had taken a liking to the girl, and laughed. "It looks great on you, don't worry. I'm Aimee, also known as Princess Aimee of Camelot. Daughter of Lancelot and Guinevere." Teah gasped.

"They had a child! It didn't say that in the storybooks! That is awesome. You're, like, practically a non-existent person to the rest of the world!" She stared off dreamily into the distance. "A child born from rebel love, parents persecuted and probably dead, but giving the world a living proof of what they had together! It's so romantic!"

Aimee stared at her. "Somehow I hadn't thought of it that way."

Teah looked horrified. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it that way, I just-"

Aimee laughed. She was liking this shy, romantic, girl more and more. "It's fine. I got over their deaths a long time ago." Tessa stirred in her lap. She had fallen asleep out of exhaustion from the past couple of days and was finally waking up. Teah looked at Tessa for the first time and gasped. "She's beautiful!" She extended her hand timidly. "Can I pat her?" Tessa purred, causing Aimee to grin.

"I think that's a yes." As Teah patted Tessa fervently, Aimee remembered the weird ranking thing that she and Kat got at the bottom of their letters. Teah may not be quite the gossipy kind, but she did look like someone who knew things. "Um Teah, can I ask you something?"

Teah looked up at her. "Sure!" Kat was looking on now, as well as the girl sitting beside her, a tan girl with honey curls and deep brown eyes, who was wearing a casual tee and jeans.

"Me and Kat over here both received a little message down the bottom of our letters, that said we were ranked. I was a 4, and Kat was a 1." Aimee noted that Teah winced when she mentioned the number 1. "We were wondering what number you were and what the numbers meant."

Teah sat up straighter, all the while still stroking Tessa adoringly. "The numbers are rankings of popularity. The schools have always reflected the divide, usually the divide between the two school masters. Now we only have one school master, Hort of Bloodbrook. The schools have returned to Good and Evil, but because of the bullying Hort received while he was at school, in his mind, everyone is ranked, and the schools reflect that. The lower your number is, the less popular you get. For Ever's, our ranking is mostly our titles. We have 5 ranks. The highest is, of course, number 5, which is reserved for heir's and heiress's. They are awed, and there isn't many of them, not in the first year anyway. Next is 4, which is you Aimee, which is for first or second generation prince's and princess's. You would be a first generation princess, as your mother was a queen, and your kid would be a second generation one. Rank 4's are quite popular. After that there is Rank 3, for plain prince's and princess's, who are third generation or lower. That's me. We are respected. Then there is Rank 2, for titled children, such as Ladys or Lords, and those kids are left alone. Then after that there is the rank that is bullied often, Rank 1. Unfortunately, that's you Kat. They're the kids that have no title or fairytale family at all, but are still Good enough for school. Which I think is better than being invited because of who your parents are."

The girl next to Kat spoke up. "It's really stupid, but until Hort gives the schoolmaster-ship, or whatever it's called, that's how it's gonna be, so we'd better get used to it." She looked at Aimee. "I'm Matt by the way. Known as Lady Matilda in the land of Plusbelle, Rank 2, as my parents were the chosen Lady and Lord of Snow White." Suddenly Matt looked extremely sad, as though a bad memory had come over her. She looked up at the three of them. "Snow used to look after me, you know. Bring me round for tea with the Seven Dwarfs. And Grumpy would always make the funniest comments, always so sarcastic…" Her bottom lip trembled, tears filling her eyes, and Aimee remembered from Tedros and Agatha's storybook that Snow White had been killed, along with the Seven Dwarfs, by the witch from her storybook. As she watched Kat wrap her arms around Matt, and Tessa jump into Matt's lap, Aimee remembered something Tedros had said. Or rather, wrote. She took her bow of her shoulder and handed it to Matt.

Matt stared at the bow in her hands, and traced the patterns that were marked into it. She sighed sadly. "It's beautiful, isn't it? They made so many weapons, but they always talked about the three bows of Camelot with such pride. Especially yours, Aimee." Matt found a small area on the bow Aimee hadn't even noticed before, an area where the beautiful detail was slightly errored. "This is where Snow had a go, you know," she said looking up at them. "They let her have a go at carving, and when she mucked it up she was so ashamed, but they just laughed and said that the imperfections on it just made this bow even more perfect." Matt handed the bow back to Aimee, who slung it back over her shoulder. Tessa snuggled deeper into Matt's lap, and Teah leaned over to stroke her again.

They all sat there in silence, until suddenly there was a loud DONG, and vines whipped out from the ceiling and pulled them all up, up, through the roof of the flowerground and then Aimee could feel a slight breeze on her shoulders as she took a tentative step onto firm ground, and picked up her trunk, which was next to a red one with a large T engraved on the side, Kat's trunk, and a yellow trunk with a large M on the side. She heard a gasp beside her and felt Teah's grasp on her fingers. "It's beautiful," she whispered. Aimee looked up and suppressed a gasp of her own. The School for Good rose up before them, like a glittering diamond, with its turrets standing proudly. There was a murmuring all around her, as all the new students took in the magnificant view before them. Aimee felt a sense of right, as though, yes, yes, this is where she was meant to be, with her friends around her and Tessa's warm fur brushing against her leg. But there was still something missing. Her brother. Kat squeezed her arm. "Aimee," she said softly, "Aimee, we're here."

Yaaaay! They're at SGE! I am super excited for them to finally be there! Please, PLEASE review, it really makes my day, and keep an eye out for my up-and-coming one-shot, Blood on the Stars. I hope you enjoyed my story!

-TessaTrueblood