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~Past the Woods Beyond~
Chapter 2: Entering the School
Colin woke up and saw that he was lying down, surrounded by red and yellow lilies. He got up slowly, taking a good look at his surroundings. Pale blue and white walls glowed in the impossibly bright sunlight, and shiny crystal fountains shot clear sparkling water out from the mouths of mermaids.
“Am I in heaven?” he whispered to himself.
“No, you are not in heaven,” a boy answered, chuckling. Colin glanced up at him and was confused as to why he was dressed in such strange clothing. The boy had features that everyone wanted. A perfect chiselled jaw, thick hair, broad shoulders and an athletic build. He looked like the type of boy who would steal your date without hesitation. The dude looked like a budget Henry Cavill, Colin thought. He glanced around some more, and at least sixty more boys were staring at him. The boy who spoke to him asked, “Are you all right?” He had a royal-sounding received pronunciation accent, like the queen.
“I don’t need your help. And you smell like fish,” Colin remarked. The boy gasped as if Colin said the most offensive thing in the world.
“How insensitive of you! His mother is Queen Cordelia of the merfolk!” one of the other boys exclaimed angrily. Colin tried to force his face into a deadpan expression, but he couldn’t help but crack a smile. The fishy boy frowned and said, “What are you wearing? Is it some sort of peasant uniform?”
Colin looked down at his ***** hoodie with a Creeper on the front and tattered jeans. Oh, why did it have to be the Creeper hoodie? He ignored the question and retorted, “Er, what are you wearing, Fishboy? It looks like you came from an old Disney movie.” That was true. The boy was wearing a suit with a gold trim and riding breeches.
“The name’s Neptune, not Fishboy! And it is I, Prince Neptune of the Merfolk!” the boy corrected.
He held his head high, ready for Colin to bow down, but all Colin did was stare blankly back at him and say, “Are you expecting me to kiss your hand? ‘Cause, that’s not gonna happen.”
Neptune crossed his arms and glared at Colin. “Have you any manners? That is no way to treat a prince.”
“I don’t see a prince anywhere. All I see is a fish,” Colin replied. Other Everyboys tried to contain their laughter, but they just couldn’t hold it in. Colin knew he shouldn’t have said that, but he couldn’t help it. He was talking to a complete overconfident, absolute thick chad. Neptune stared back at Colin in shock, widening his sea-blue eyes. He probably wasn’t expecting anyone to have the audacity to insult him. Well, Colin was used to these fake-smiley guys in his school and he wasn’t going to tolerate them, even if they were in a whole different world. They glowered at each other some more, studying each other.
Suddenly, fairies began fluttering in, motioning for the boys to follow them. Colin stood up, clearly surprised that such things existed and muttered to himself, “I must be having a fever dream.”
Meanwhile, Andric crept around the dark corridors, holding his letter. He’d received his letter for attending the School for Evil long before Sophie and Agatha had ever attended. In fact, he lived to see the Tale of Vanessa and Callis, which was ancient by now. But in Neverland, time was frozen, so Andric had not aged, matured, or died like he was supposed to. As of now, he was still a teenager like everyone else in the school. He glanced around and scanned the other students. Most of them looked hideous and ghastly, but all had a clear ambitious look in their eyes. Some had warts, green skin and crooked noses, but some others were much more fortunate. Andric spotted three dark-haired girls who had already befriended each other. He caught their names in mid-conversation — Tash, Lauren and Mel. They looked like they were ready to murder someone (or at least two out of three of them. Mel was staring off into space).
“I bet fifty gold coins they will become a coven,” a voice behind him said.
Andric raised an eyebrow and a boy appeared from out of the darkness.
“So who’s your relative? You seem familiar,” the boy remarked.
Andric replied, “Rumpelstiltskin if it wasn’t obvious.”
“Oh, I should’ve guessed. I’ve read his tale dozens of times. You must be his great-great-great-great-great grandson or something. I myself am David, the nephew of the pirate Captain Hook,” he explained.
Andric studied David some more. This guy was very short. He was more than half a head shorter than Andric and did not look a thing like his uncle whom, by the way, Andric had met on several occasions. David had messy dark brown hair that concealed part of his light hazel eyes and a scar across his light brown face.
“I’m Andric. Andric Stiltskin. I see we’re roommates,” Andric observed, glancing at the card in David’s hand.
“Pleased to meet you, Andric. And yes, room forty-four. Prepare for an overwhelming pile of books. Good books, might I add.”
(Ignore my terrible references to modern culture in Colin’s language. I barely know anything about pop culture
like Henry Cavill and you will find throughout the story that there will probably be more)
@LAUREN813 – Creator of Lauren
@DAVYSMAVY – Creator of David
@CATTYROSE – Creator of Tash
@YAY5681 – Creator of Melody
@2IYCRB2QAWUTOB – Creator of Abigail and Kaiden
@EMERSONCOLIN – Creator of Darcia and Gally
@LUNALOVEGOODFAN – (waiting for bio)
@LSOLIVEN – Creator of Alyvia-Laurell Soliven
@MRFORKLE4-0 – Creator of Wesly
@RARIPLAYZ – Creator of Angie
@ZEE110 – Creator of Evanna
@BLAZE5681 – Creator of Conan
@LYNXDRAGON67 – Creator of Myrtle
@CHLOELK – Creator of Gypsy
@EVERNEVERACADEMY – (waiting for bio)
@STELLAAAZ – Creator of Lola
Characters created by me: Andric, Colin, Neptune/Fishboy
Ahh! I forgot again!
Fairy tale relative:
Crush (if you have one):
That was amazing!! Here’s the bio:
Name: Gael Bronze
Orientation: Biromantic asexual
Gender: Genderfluid, very shuffled, but dresses as an Evergirl
Personality: Quiet, shy, clever, doesn’t smile, doesn’t like interacting with people they don’t know. When they warm up to you, though, they’re really energetic, quirky, and smile more often. They’re kindhearted,
Appearance: Short black hair in a long pixie cut, brown eyes, button-ish nose, a square-ish jaw, pink-red lips, broad shoulders, muscular, roughly 5’4″
Outfit: Blue T-shirt and jeans, probably some sneakers.
School: Halfer, but was put into Good
Fairy tale relative: None- although, her parents were Lost Boys
Finger Glow: Royal blue
Circus Talent: Stone manipulation/creation
Crush (if you have one): Jack Frost from ROTG
Likes: Drawing, reading, writing, singing, running, swimming, staring at people from afar and sort of, kind of eavesdropping.
Dislikes: Nightmares, moths, cameras, super super mean people, liars, bullies
Backstory: Basically I ran away from home to the School for Good against my parents’ will- they just didn’t want me getting lost in the forest because they thought the fairytales were fake.
And I promise I will have that bio to you ASAP (As I’m currently sitting in English XD)
Ooh, tag me!! This is fantastic!
And here is a bio:
Name: May Kene
Orientation: Demiromantic Straight
Personality: May is very… uh… scared of things. The dark, heights, people coughing or sneezing on her, dying, getting sick, etc. She is a germaphobe and hates getting sick, and never hangs out with people who have contagious diseases. If she is touched by someone other than her best friend, she will freak out and go into panic mode, aka a breakdown unless she is somewhat comfortable with you, n which case she will only halfway freak out. May also stresses out very easily. She is very awkward around other people and uncomfortable, and has a habit of stammering, blushing (around her crush or when people tease her)/flushing (when she’s embarrassed or nervous) frequently. When met by people she doesn’t know she will begin to hyperventilate if asked many questions or pressured, and upon being around, say, like twenty people, she will most likely have a nervous breakdown. (Also she has a habit of yelping and/or screaming when startled, which she gets easily.) Though when she has friends to calm her down, she will be very open. And once you get to know her, May is very open and cheerful underneath her fears. She is also a truly Good soul, and will often put her family or close friends before her, it just takes a
little LOT OF time to see it beneath her insecurities. And when you really get to know her, and she opens up, you’ll find that she really yells at herself each time she freaks out and is constantly rebuking and chastising herself for being who she is.
Appearance: She has short, neat d.irty blonde hair, which is often tie.d back with a blue or green ribbon. Her skin is pale and she has a narrow face; light freckles are scattered on her cheeks, but very slightly. She has wide but small hazel eyes, and a small, stubby nose. She is tall and gangly.
Outfit: Long sleeved pastel-colored dresses with matching airy scarves. Capri-leggings and brown loafers; either pastel yellow cardigans or an airy, sky-blue jacket.
Fairy tale relative: Great-great granddaughter of Goldilocks
Finger Glow: Pastel orange
Circus Talent: She can tell when people are lying to her and also sense their auras, whether truthful or masked by deceit and lies, as well as sort truth from lies(but that takes more energy).
Crush (if you have one): You can make one up for her, but she has to get to know him realllllyyyy well and will be uncomfortable around him for a while, like all other people, until she gets to know him well.
Likes: Staying clean, safety, hand sanitizer, pastel colors, cardigans, studying, being alone for the most part.
Dislikes: HOSPITALS AND SICK PEOPLE, diseases and sicknesses, herself, spiders, heights, darkness, etc., etc….
Backstory: May got sick with a deadly disease at five years old. She barely survived and was left weak and in a hospital for months. Once she was able to go home, she locked herself in her room and house and never went outside. Eventually, her parents forced her to open the front door and see there was nothing to be afraid of. May almost believed them…until she saw a person hacking coughs loudly across the street. A sneeze caught her attention. People with bleary red eyes, itching at themselves, every disease or possible ailment filed her head and anxiety took over. May immediately went back inside, only setting foot outside with a mask, gloves, full body covering, and all the necessary health supplies.
Thankfully, she began going to therapy, which helped a lot, and when she received an invitation to the School for Good, she agreed to go. Now May will go outside, but is still frightened of illnesses and very cautious around sick people.
–She caries around a large brown shoulder bag filled with a lot a lot of hand sanitizer, masks, gloves, other sanitation devices, antidotes for nearly anything, her EpiPen in case of an emergency (she’s allergic to bees, pollen, and just in case she finds she’s allergic to something else), and more.
–In her dorm room she keeps a huge bottle of hand sanitizer and a small travel bottle of hand lotion from one of her only friends.
Oh, wait, for the hand sanitiser and stuff, can I change it to potions and stuff? It’s just that those things don’t exist (yet) in the enchanted world.
Can I just say-
J how are you so good at writing bios????