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We were all taught good and bad. Good was kind, bright, and soft. While evil was cruel, dark, and ridged.
Good was taught in fairytales as well as evil. They had never taught it in real life though. They had not told the dangers of reality to children. They kept them sheltered until they were older. Sheltered until fairytales were something of a myth and reality hit them hard.
Aubrette, who went by Aubry, had a fairytale life until her mother passed away when she was twelve. After her mother's death, her fairytale world crumbled, and reality began to set in. The first sign of this was the loss of her mother, who was like a fairy godmother to her. Now, she felt like she had lost both her mother and her fairy godmother. Then, her family moved away, which was something that never happened to princesses unless a prince was involved. She had to leave all of her friends behind, and when she started attending a new school, she encountered people who were not kind to her. This was also something that never happened in fairytales, where everyone adored the princess.
It was three years later, Aubry had given up on her “fairytale” and gave in to reality. At the beginning of 10th grade, she decided to change her wardrobe. She put on a black jumper top and a pair of black and white checkered pants.
She looked at the time on her phone. 7:34. She was going to be late if she didn’t hurry up. She went over to her bathroom and picked up her hairbrush. Admiring her reflection, she ran her fingers through her hair until it was just right. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of herself in the mirror. Her style was complete thanks to the wolf cut her barber had perfected. She hurriedly left the bathroom and grabbed a pair of earrings at random, promptly putting them on.
“You are going to be late,” her dad grumbled tiredly. She nodded and proceeded to put on her shoes. She smiled as she looked at her new, fresh pair of black boots. The smell of the leather filled her senses.
She reminded herself that she was going to be late and hurriedly grabbed her bag, running towards the bus stop. "You've arrived just in time," the bus driver said with a gruff voice, followed by a hearty laugh. (to be continued)