𝚩𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝚩𝐎𝚴𝐃𝐒, 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝚴

𝚸𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝚸𝐓. 1

Flashback:

A little girl with curly locks run out the door past an older lady with graying hair, the lady was holding a toddler in her hands. The lady tuts in disappointment watching the girl and calls over the second in charge.

"Annetta!" Called the lady.

A young girl with blonde hair rushes over, "Yes, Miss Plum?"

Miss Plum flashes the girl a bittersweet smile and says, "She trying to run away again, I've got to get her. Take the child please."

Annetta nods her head and take then toddler from Miss Plums hands.

Miss Plum followed the girl past the doors stopping her from making her way into the forest.

"Augustine, where are you going?" Miss Plum yells. Miss Plum follows the girl past the doors stopping her from making her way into the forest.

Catching up to the young girl, Miss Plum grabs Augustine's arm firmly, preventing her from running. Instinctually, Augustine attempts to pull her arm away but the ladies grip was too strong.

"Could you please let go of me, Miss Plum?" Her voice was as sweet as honey but her tone showed frustration.

She tries to tug her arm free again.

"Where are you going young lady!" Miss Plum says, ignoring the girls pleas. Miss Plum marches back to the Orphanage with Augustine by her side.

Augustine tries to think of a lie, "To the pond nearby! I want to practice my control." Stupid, she thought.

Miss Plum snorts a laugh, "You? Control? You have a better chance of being a Princess than that ever happening."

"I always knew you were trouble since the very day you were left on my doorsteps!"

Augustine finally yanks her arm away and folds them over her chest. This was stupid all she wanted to do was to be alone, now she's stuck listening to Miss Plum rant on about how she could never be a proper fairy because she lacks control. Stupid Plum.

The two walk into the Orphanage.

Miss Plum pulls Augustine into her office. Augustine sighs and looks around. The child had already started their whispers, she could hear them.

"I think she flooded the garden!"

"I think she's trying to runaway again!"

"Don't be silly, where would she go? No one wants her anyways."

Augustine rolls her eyes at the last comment.

It came from a group of girls about Augustine's age. They didn't like her and were in fact the number one fans of the 'I hate Augustine' fan club, which they started.

Miss Plum opens the door to her office. Her office didn't have much color like the rest of the Orphanage. Just a couple frames on the wall and a pencil cup on her wooden desk.

The director points at one of the chairs in front of the desk. "Sit," she says firmly.

Augustine flops into the chair, scowling.

"Young lady! Do you have any idea the trouble I would be in reporting it to the authorities that I had lost a child not once, but for the second time!"

Miss Plum's voice fills the room. Augustine grimace. She wasn't running away, again.

Augustine opens her mouth but Miss Plum cuts her off. She points to the girl with a sharp glare. "Practicing your magic! Outrageous! You do not have the control necessary for that. I don't want to hear another lie from you, you will remain in your room for the rest of the day."