Monday:
I finally remembered how much I despise Mondays.
As I entered class, our teacher Rumpelstiltskin assigned us a pop quiz. If we failed, we would have to weave golden straw for him. I'm surprised that he wasn't fired. However, given that Headmaster Grimm seems to have a favorite for those who accept their destinies, it's actually not a surprise since Mr. Rumpy is actually doing what he was supposed to do.
Nevertheless, none of the students were understandably not happy with him.
After we were done with that pop quiz, he announced that there's gonna be a Science and Sorcery test. There were complaints, but Rumpelstiltskin threatened to punish us. He's really desperate to make us weave golden straw.
He began his lecture, though it was actually useless. So we had to use our textbooks to take notes.
When I realized that I forgot my eraser, I looked at the person next to me to ask them.
She had black and red hair that was partially tied into a heart shaped bump. She had pale peach skin and teal eyes, and her left eye was covered with a red heart that seemed to be painted on. Her outfit seemed to have very bold yet simple colors, such as red, black, and gold and also has hearts on her outfit as well.
I lightly tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me?"
Suddenly, her head snapped right at my direction and did a cutthroat sign with her finger.
"Off with your head!"
I was so surprised that I fell off my chair. Those who witnessed it laughed at my misfortune. I looked up and saw Lizzie offering me a hand. I took it as I managed to get back to my seat.
"Sorry. Old habits." she said. I raised an eyebrow. What would make her announce decapitation as a habit?
"It's alright. I was wondering if you have a spare eraser that I can borrow?" I asked.
Indeed, she gave me one. A heart-shaped eraser. Go figure.
"Thanks, er..." I trailed off.
"Lizzie. Lizzie Hearts. Future Queen of Hearts." she finished.
Queen of Hearts?
"That sounds like a huge responsibility you're going to take up." I said.
She nodded firmly. "Of course! And when I take it, I'm going to become a better ruler." She must be really proud to inherit something as big of a leadership role. I wish I had the same resolve.
"And you must be Cayden Pendragon, are you not?" her words got me out of my thoughts.
"Y-yes." I replied meekly.
"Speak up. I can't hear you." she told me in a strict tone.
"Yes, I am." I repeated a little louder, but not too soft because we were still in class.
"Hmm, you need to be more confident. I mean, you are going to become a future king." she commented.
I froze at that statement.
"How did you-?" I began.
"As a future queen, I need to do my research." she answered in a matter-of-fact tone, which is justified.
"Well, actually, I'm not sure if I want to..." I said.
She narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, I was raised and trained to be a knight. Being a king? I don't think I am up for it."
She continued to look at me before she scoffed. "Hmph. You have the potential to be a leader and yet you refuse a great position? Disappointing. I hate wasted potential!"
I sighed. Once I was done with the eraser, I gave it back to her. The rest of the class was in silence.
I can't expect her to understand my dilemma. And I don't blame her. If anything, I need to be learn how to be more decisive.
A/N: Another entry down! Who do you want Cayden to interact with next? It can be either the same or different person.