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    sophieagatha7 posted an update in the group RP Level 0: The Clearing 2 years, 11 months ago

    Chapter 4: The Three Princesses of Purity Tower
    Luna’s POV
    I walk into a beautiful crystal lobby. I gasp and spin around, in awe of all this beauty in one castle. A nymph with electric-blue hair hands me a schedule.
    GOOD, 1st Year
    Purity Tower 27
    Class Faculty
    Princess Etiquette Pollux
    History of Heroism Prof. August Sader
    Good Deeds Prof. Clarissa Dovey
    Communicating with Princess Uma
    Beautification Prof. Emma Anemone
    Surviving Fairy Tales Yuba the Gnome
    I thank the nymph for the schedule, then stand in place, waiting for the ‘Welcoming Ceremony’ the fairies were talking about. “Good morning students,” Professor Dovey begins, “and welcome to the School for Good.”
    After a long speech about what it means to be Good, Professor Dovey dismisses us. I start climbing up a pink crystal staircase that’s labeled PURITY. Since I’m only Room 27, it doesn’t take long for me to reach my room. When I open the door, I find a girl with white bunny ears sticking out of her head sitting on one of the beds. I walk in and sit down on the bed opposite her and decide I’ll unpack, before realizing the fairies must have taken my trunk. I open an elegantly carved wardrobe. Inside it are my old clothes, cleaned so much that they’re almost unrecognizable. I see a clean new uniform hanging in the wardrobe. I take it out and put on my bed when suddenly the door opens. A girl with a crown of vines walks in. “Nice to meet you, I’m Natalia,” she says, shaking my hand and then the bunny girl’s hand. The bunny girl says, almost inaudibly,”I’m Emmy.” “Luna,” I say. Natalia and Emmy nod. “Hi Luna,” Emmy says quietly. “Hi,” I reply. The room is filled with silence until I say,”Maybe we should get our uniforms on. You know, so we’re ready to go down to the Theater of Tales.” They nod and, within a few minutes, we are all wearing the same Good uniform. It’s. So. PINK!!!!!!!!!! I twirl around and around in my pink outfit, loving every detail on it from the pink carnations on the sleeves to the glittering silver swan over the breast. I open the door, giggling, and we slip into the hall. We step downstairs, holding up our skirts so we won’t get them *****. When we reach the Theater of Tales, quite a lot of Evers and Nevers are already there. I see a girl in black and red sitting in Evil’s pews, the same one who was struggling to swim earlier today. I catch her eye and she smirks wickedly. I gulp and turn away. This can’t be good.
    Cindy’s POV
    My roommate Darya is sitting beside me, and she sees that an Evergirl got scared of me. “Scaring off Evers already?” Darya murmurs. I smother a grin and stare ahead. A few pews in front of me is Khalia, a Never who’s used to winning everything. She doesn’t know the meaning of true evil. My mouth quirks upward at the thought. She requested a different room, claiming she was scared of me and Darya. Darya says she probably wants to brew potions and concoct evil plans without anyone there to sabotage her. Castor and Pollux climb onto the stage clumsily, tripping over broken floorboards. I cackle heartily, making Evers look at me in fright. I put on a wicked grin and they all shy away. Probably gonna have nightmares about me tonight. You’re welcome, I think. Pollux clears his throat and attempts to speak. “Students of Good and Evil, welcome to the Theater of Tales. We will be teaching things that are very important, should you want to survive in your fairytale. You may be a Leader, an Assistant, or a Mogrif-” “WHICH MOST OF YOU WILL BE CAUSE YOU ****!!!” Castor booms. “Right, yes, thank you, Castor,” Pollux interrupts. “As I was saying,-” He pauses as suddenly the boys come in. Dueling with swords, many Evergirls start blushing and swooning. I roll my eyes. The boys turn to face the girls, say “Milady!”, and toss a rose to the girl who most catches their eye. The Ever that was afraid of me receives three red roses. Darya and I roll our eyes in unison, just as a rose flies into my lap. I look up, startled. An Everboy with jet-black hair smiles down at me, and my heart melts a little. I look down, blushing furiously. Darya notices and leans down so she can see my face. I harden my face so she won’t see me blushing. “Cindy…are you in love?” Darya asks gently, which makes me blush harder. “You are, aren’t you?” she says, proud of herself for figuring it out. “But I thought Nevers can’t love?” Darya asks, voicing my thoughts. “Does that mean you’re not 100% Evil?” I feel someone staring at me, and look up to see that Evergirl again, staring at the rose in my lap confusedly. I take the rose out of my lap and put it in my pocket so nobody else will stare. I ****** its petals, feeling ecstatic. So what if I’m not 100% Evil? Who cares? I smile, a real genuine smile, that Pollux sees and looks stricken, whispering something to Castor. Castor growls at me. I gulp. Looks like I’m not going to be Castor’s favourite student. Not at all.

        sophieagatha7 replied 2 years, 11 months ago

        Sorry didn’t mean to type Communicating with Princess Uma. Meant to type Communicating with Animals.

        smartcleverbunny560 replied 2 years, 11 months ago

        Can you tag me? Great job!

          sophieagatha7 replied 2 years, 11 months ago

          Yes, and thank you!

        fsa161 replied 2 years, 11 months ago

        Love it! Can u tag me?

          sophieagatha7 replied 2 years, 11 months ago


        evilerruler845 replied 2 years, 11 months ago

        Very cool chapter!! Plz tag me as well!

        sophieagatha7 replied 2 years, 11 months ago

        What! I meant to say ****! ****

          sophieagatha7 replied 2 years, 11 months ago

          Why does it make it look like I’m swearing? Castor said a word that starts with s and ends with uck!

        sophieagatha7 replied 2 years, 11 months ago

        Why is that such a bad word here?

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