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Hi Everyone! As promised, here is the TWO-IN-ONE VALENTINES DAY CHAPTER SPECIAL, Enjoy!
The Two Part V DAY SPECIAL!
No White Flags
If there was a word that could completely and utterly embody everything Dawn hated about this nasty school, it was ‘Beautification ‘.
Because, not only did it mean she was trapped in a room of airheads and being forced to bat her lashes ’till they fell off, she was stuck doing that while the BOYS got to study swordplay!
As if she needed ANOTHER reasons to go home, this was it.
But for now, she was stuck in this over-glorified pothole. The girls and boys clearly thought themselves superior to the students in Evil, because they had always turned up their noses whenever they saw the Nevers (this is not to say that the Nevers didn’t return the favour, because they did) and Dawn had no clue why. Obviously this place was more comfortable, but at least Villains weren’t sexist. But frankly , she hated both of these awful schools. She wanted to go home. Really badly.
She sighed and pushed open the candy-cane door.
A creature that at first looked like an overgrown flamingo scuttled towards her, but soon revealed itself to be a large, ***** woman in a pink feather gown. She had painted her lips carmine, her cheeks rosebud pink and her eyelids violet. Her massive hips were emphasised by a thick gold belt. Her hair, canary yellow, was teased into a ridiculous updo, curled and sprayed until it had become a hard helmet. She looked comical.
“Welcome, Princess!” She tittered, shaking her hands in a girly fashion. “I am Professor Anemone, Teacher of Beautification ! Behold my glorious, enchanting face!”
PART TWO !
The Dawn of Impurity
She puckered her lips and widened her eyes. Dawn was inwardly repelled.
“Please, take a seat,” said professor Anemone, flamboyantly gesturing to a gingerbread and chocolate chip cookie desk. Dawn hurried to her desk, bobbed black hair whipping behind her. She sank into her marshmallow seat (marvelling at how strong the seat was) and dug her hands into the bottom of her desk. She brought it into her lap.
‘Mmm, fudge…’ She thought , drooling, and sneaked it into her mouth. It was rich and warm, filling up her empty stomach , and fuelling her senses with empty calories. Chocolate fudge melted in her mouth and slipped down her throat, and soft gingerbread crunched between her teeth silently.
Other girls were filing in now, including Juliet and Brayella (Dawn’s other roommate – a complete AIRHEAD with nothing beneath the surface). Juliet grinned at Dawn, and slipped into the seat next to her. Dawn gave her an apprehensive look.
“What?” Julie asked innocently. Dawn raised an eyebrow.
“Not to be rude, but why are you sitting next to me?”
Juliet pouted. “I can sit wherever I want. And I’m sitting with you because we’re friends.”
Dawn raised her eyebrow higher.
“Friends?” She said. “I don’t think so. More like, aquantinces, or roommates or something mutual and non committal, like that. I don’t really want friends. They usually turn out to be fake.”
Juliet frowned. She flicked her strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder, lifted her chin up and smoothed her features. She then gave Dawn a look, one that Dawn did NOT understand, could not tell what it meant, but she did know she didn’t like it. Humph.
“Well, I’d call us friends. It’s not quite the right thing to say to a-”
“To a PRINCESS. ” Dawn interrupted .She glared at Julie, who narrowed her eyes. “That’s what you were going to say, wasn’t it? That I’m not good enough, oh majesty?” Dawn’s heart was racing furiously now, burning up dangerously. Juliet placed her hands on her hips.
“I think it’s VERY rude of you to say that to someone who is GOOD enough to choose you as my friend -”
“I THOUGHT so!” Dawn flared, eyes flashing unnervingly. “I’m a GOOD DEED. Well guess what, Princess? I’m not good, nor am I your friend. I’m not scared of you. I’ve meet girls just like you. I’ve seen YOUR TYPE, trying to make yourselves feel better about yourself by putting others beneath you, pushing them down until they’re little dogs who follow you around with mouths open, begging for love, and after you got what you wanted from them, what do you give them?” Dawn’s eyes cut into Julie’s, and her voice turned to a low hiss. “NOTHING.”
Julie’s froze. Dawn turned her back on her, and stared at the teacher stonily.
Julie exhaled, slowly. Dawn didn’t move.
“Look, I’m sorry.” Julie said, voice low. “That was stupid of me. I really shouldn’t have said it, I’m really sorry. I just meant-” her voice caught. Dawn was still staring ahead.
“I just meant you’re the only person who’s actually talked to me about something OTHER than being a princess or a daughter of sleeping beauty. I miss being Julie, just Julie, instead of Juliet of Avalon, heir to the throne. You’re my only REAL friend – if we’re even… Friends…”
Her voice trailed away. Dawn turned towards her, face devoid of any expression. Then she opened her mouth to speak –
“Ok, ladies, class begins now!”
That was amazing! The writing is fantastic, and Juliet seems like an interesting character. I’m interested to see how Dawn deals with her. Can’t wait for the next part 🙂
Great I really love your style of writing! Please write more soon! 🙂
Oh…my…goodness! That was absolutely incredible! I REALLY love your writing. 😮 You had me amazed!