Once upon a time,
There was a school on top of of
a dark hill. It was hidden in a tangle of trees in the Forbidden Forest. The school was home to many princesses, witches, wizards, warlocks, villains, and princes. But these fairy tale characters were not going to get "And they lived happily ever after." They were going to get "Thank God they lived." Oh, they liked it plenty. Some died, some lived. Most the princesses DID become queens. Rude, cruel queens. But some were nice. Enough. If you went to this school, that meant you were brave. You had a pure heart. Pure good, or Pure evil. It was up to you to decide which. Once upon another time, the next generation of fairy tales decided to bring the beat. Bring it. Hold on to your crown.This generation would bring a better-ever-after. They took the school over. Made it better. Took the misery and bland decor. Replaced it with posters of crowns covered in purple paint. Banners of ripped robes. The dorms were no longer glass towers. They were huge rooms decorated depending on where they wanted to end up. Princesses had bows and arrows hanging up. Princes had pictures of hunters and falcons. The hunters had crowns. The wizards had crowns and arrows. CHOOSE YOUR BEAT.
Enjoy your classes!
*Max, 16, villain princess