Eric and Cendrillon

The jour of the plage trip was finally upon them and everyone was excited.

“Ooh, I can’t wait to get on my cozzie and get into the sea!” Lottie squealed that morning over breakfast.

“Cozzie?” Aurora asked, spoon halfway to her mouth.

“It’s what I call my swimming costume!”

“Oh, I see.”

“I hope there’s some good waves for surfing,” Jim said.

“The Prof says we can go poking around the rockpools, so that’ll be cool,” Merida said.

“I hope they sell ice cream nearby,” a dit Jasmine. “No plage trip can be complete without ice cream.”

“I hope I can sneak away for...

Everyone was celebrating in good form that evening. Mr Ratcliffe allowed them to deck the school hall out with fairy lights and a large banner lire Congratulations from the rafters.

“By rights, it ought to say “Well Done, Team,” ou something,” Meg pointed out. “But it’ll do since we couldn’t find anything else at the last minute.”

As good as his word, Mr Ratcliffe also provided alcohol but limited them all to only two coupons each. It was fair enough, thought Belle; this was a school after all, and none of them wanted its reputation to be sullied par wild drunken rampages on...

“Wow!” grinned Snow White as they left the classroom. “Finally an R.E teacher who seems to know what she’s doing!”

“Yeah, she was pretty cool,” agreed Aladdin, hitching his rucksack onto his shoulder.

“Compared to Mr Frollo, anyone’s cool!” Hercules pointed out.

Belle a dit nothing; she just pressed closer to Adam as he gave her a squeeze and looked over at Flynn over the haut, retour au début of his head. “What’s next; English?”

“Yep!” Flynn sighed. “Romeo and Juliet! Great!”

“Oh, yes!” Belle sighed. “I l’amour Shakespeare!”

“But it doesn’t make sense!” Flynn insisted....

Everyone was reeling about the dance that evening when it was over.

Alone in her room, waiting for the rest of her roommates, Ariel idly plucked the petals off a fleur John had donné her. “He loves me! He loves me not! He loves me!” She giggled, gleefully as she plucked off the last one. “Oh, I knew it! I knew it!”

Rapunzel came dancing into the room. Her hair was coming undone from the many grips and floral bands she had in it and was beginning to trail on the floor but she didn’t care. “What a magical evening!”

“Did Flynn pucker up, then?” giggled Ariel.

“Not yet, but I...

The evening of the school dance came around, and Belle was nervous; she didn’t mind admitting it. Why, she wasn’t sure; although it was probably something to do with the fact that she had never been to a dance like this in her life before.

“It’ll be just fine,” her Friends told her, reassuringly. “We’ll have a lot of fun. It’ll be great.”

The staff had gone all out to make the hall look nice for the dance. Cendrillon had spent half the jour polishing and waxing the floor. In fact, halfway through sweeping it, she had been caught dancing with her broom, pretending she was at...

Belle excitedly spent the best part of the jour with her cousin, montrer him the ropes of Disney High. It was wonderful to see him again. Phoebus had always treated her with an older brother-type affection, which she returned. He was a joker but could be serious when it was required and certainly a boy with a kind cœur, coeur and the ability to see injustice when it was right in front of him. Belle could remember a time when they were a little younger and they had gone to see the Festival of Fools in Paris on their own. A young boy with a hunchback had been teased and tortured par the crowds but Phoebus...

Audrey sighed, irritated, as she stomped back to her room. Her roommates were all out so she was alone, but two secondes later there was a knock at her door.

“Who’s there?” she called.

“Hey, it’s Jim!”

Relieved, she went to let him in. “Jim, toi would not believe what Belle’s just been saying!”

“Yes, I would.” Calmly, Jim folded his arms. “She told toi that toi were sick, right?”

“Oh, don’t toi start!”

“Audrey, it’s the truth! Everyone can see it but you!”

“I am not sick!” Even as she a dit it, she knew that she was lying to him. “Why can’t everyone just...

Audrey, it was well known, enjoyed swimming, and so it was down at the pool where Belle found her later that day. She sat on a lounger to watch her. They were the only people in the pool room and now as Belle watched Audrey swimming, she realised that Jim was right. Audrey definitely wasn’t eating properly. Her swimming costume showed that much. She was so...skinny.

Presently, the girl stopped swimming, caught hold of the pool rail and looked up curiously at her observer. “You ok?”

They hadn’t really spoken properly before, apart from the few brief times when Belle had accidently walked...

Meg and Snow White were waiting in their room when Belle and jasmin got back. “Hey.” Meg gave Belle an apologetic smile and went over to hug her. “I’m sorry I had a go at toi earlier.”

“Me too,” a dit Snow White, even though she hadn’t had a go at Belle.

“It’s all water under the bridge now,” Belle insisted. “Let’s just hope our suivant R.E teacher is better.”

“I’m not going to miss Mr Frollo one bit!” jasmin declared, lying down on her bed.

“None of us are!” Snow White shuddered. “He did look at me in a creepy way once. I hate him.”

“We all do,” Meg...

Belle walked into the R.E classroom feeling somewhat confident. “No matter what happens,” she thought, “I will not let him abuse me again.”

“Hello, ladies,” grinned Aladdin, sitting at the front table, tableau with his feet up.

“Shift!” grinned Jasmine. “You know we always sit here!”

“Aw! Do I have to? I’m comfy here!”

Meg rolled her eyes. “Well, if toi don’t move, one of us is going to have to sit somewhere else.”

Belle looked around. Aladdin’s Friends were sitting at the back table. There was a spare siège beside Adam. Before her Friends could object, she made her way...

“So, I don’t know; it’s like she’s stalking me ou something. Am I just being paranoid?”

“I don’t know, dude. She does a lot of crazy things.”

“Yeah, like the way she use a fork when she can’t find a comb.”

“What do reckon, Adam?”

The trio glanced over at him but Adam was too absorbed in his book to respond. “Adam,” a dit John a little louder. Aladin cleared his throat, loudly and Adam looked up. “Sorry, I was miles away.”

“Yeah, we can see that,” grinned Hercules, stretching.

“What are toi reading, anyway?” asked John.

It was the Tenant of Wildfell Hall....

Friday evening rolled around and Belle leapt excitedly to her feet. “Book Club! I’m so excited!”

“Have fun,” a dit Meg, who was currently engaged in painting her toenails purple.

“What book are toi doing?” asked Snow White, applying moisturiser to her cheeks.

“Wuthering Heights.”

“Huh. Never read that one,” jasmin commented, brushing her hair.

“Oh, it’s one of my favourites! It’s this tragic l’amour story between two characters, Cathy and Heathcliff. They l’amour one another, but Cathy’s pride stops her from marrying Heathcliff and she marries a man named Edgar for his...

“Miss French, may I have a word, please?”

Belle looked up in surprise. She had been in Disney High for about a week and she was beginning to get used to everything here. She had spent her first enjoyable evening at the Book Club meeting and it had been wonderful. Rapunzel, Hercules, Linguini, Ariel and John made very interesting lire and debating companions, although Belle couldn’t help wonder if Ariel, who didn’t seem to have paid much attention to 1984, had another motive for attending the club. At any rate, it had been great to be in a place where others shared her deep passion...

    This is the part where I finally come into the story. First let me tell toi something’s about me; I’m eighteen, I’m from Kentucky, moved to New England, I live on my own, I’m kind of a loner, and if I do say so myself I’m really smart. Oh yeah, and did I mention I’m a wizard with magical powers? I’m also pretty good with magic if I do say so myself. Anyway, I woke up and walked downstairs to get some breakfast. As I walked par the downstairs hallway, I saw three little kids asleep. The kids looked like they were 10-12 years old and for some reason were...