Happily Never After (Tagatha/the school of good and evil)

Crime of the Tongue

Agatha ran towards Tedros, nearly tripping on her dress... For the eighth time.
Tedros was sitting on his own, sharpening his sword with a stone. His grip was so tight you could see his veins.

"Tedros!" Agatha smiled, only to have Tedros gape, flinging his sword to the left and striking Agatha's palm.

Tedros jumped up, putting his sword away. "A-are you okay?!" He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her hand to where he could see it.

"I'm...fine." A line crossed the middle of her palm, slipping blood each time she relaxed it.

Tedros could see her eyes swelling. "No, no you're not. I'm taking you to the nurse."

He escorted her inside as she blinked away the tears that were about to fall.

"Does it sting?" He asked, looking at her palm again. "Yeah... But just a little bit." Tedros frowned. "A scale from 1 to 10?"

"5..." Agatha lied. "Alright. Let's go to the nurse and have it taken care of."

Tedros pushed the door open and a nymph appeared.

"I cut her palm." Tedros said, instructing Agatha to sit down, she obeyed. "By accident."

The nymph told her she had to wash her palm, which took Agatha a long time.

"Noooo!!!" Agatha yelled as she pulled her hand back from the nymph.

Her eyes started to swell as the nymph took cotton wool and dabbed it into water mixed with salt.

Agatha screamed, tightening her grip in Tedros' hand.

Tears ran down her cheeks as she kicked the air. "Ow-Oww!!! That's enough!" Agatha growled, swatting her hand from the nymph.

She was then aided with a plaster.

"Thanks." Tedros said as they walked out. Agatha hadn't said a word since, sulking like a little child. Her arms were crossed and her face was scrunched into a scowl.

"You know I'm sorry, right?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her waist. Agatha didn't say any more.

Tedros got closer his lips touching her hair. "I'm sorry..." He started tickling her, making Agatha gape in shock. "For this."

Agatha giggled. Her frown turning upside down. Agatha laughed uncontrollably as Tedros shoved her into a closet, he kept tickling her until she couldn't breathe.

"Sto-huu-huuup!!!" She squealed. Tedros laughed, releasing her. Agatha wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer and kissing him on the lips.

Sophie searched everywhere for Agatha, anywhere she could get her hands on. She had now moved from the outside to the inside, asking everyone if they had seen her.

Her eyes placed upon the closet. She could feel Agatha's presence getting stronger and stronger.

Pulling the door open, she glared at the two love birds.

Tedros opened his eyes, getting up which made Agatha do the same.

Agatha beamed as she looked up. "Sophie!!!" Agatha sucked her lips, watching Sophie boil inside.

Agatha got up, reaching her eyes. "Sophie w-" Sophie cut her off. "I'll go. Continue with... Whatever that was."

She turned around, strutting away. "No, Sophie." Agatha was about to run after her, before Tedros pulled her back in, locking the door this time.

Sophie growled, her finger glowing wilder than ever. Pits of fire grew in her hands as she made her way back to the School of Evil.

Slamming her door shut, she flung onto her bed.

"Bad day?" The figure said, appearing in her mirror once more.

"Yes. I just found my best friend smooching a demon!!!" Sophie said, accidently breaking her chapstick. "Maybe I should give this to Agatha."

"Is this so called demon an Ever." The figure asked.

"Yeah."

"Been there done that."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I'm just so frustrated. I feel as if Tedros is pulling her away from me."

"This Agatha girl sounds like a pain. I had one of her..."

"What happened."

She ended up marrying her prince and had kids." The figure said.

"Were you alone?"

"Yes."

"What did you do?"

"I took everything she had..."

Sophie cocked an eyebrow. "So what did you do?"

"I killed them."

Sophie gawked. Surely she wasn't going to kill Agatha's true love.

"Yeah, I'm not going to do that." The figure rolled its eyes. "That's what I said."

Agatha flung herself onto her bed, crying into her pillow. She felt as if she had just lost her best friend.

Knock
Knock

Tedros opened the door, walking up to Agatha. He could tell she was dying inside.

"Agatha..." She wiped her tears on her pillow , pulling her head up. Underneath her eyes were red and so was her cheeks.

"What?!" She spat. It had been a whole hour since the whole accident.

"I want to say that I'm sorry. I don't want to get in between the friendship you and Sophie have... So if you want me to-"

"No." Agatha shook her head, fiddling with her fingers.

Tedros felt his heart melt, the same feeling he felt today.

"I just feel like Agatha wants me to chose between you and her... I don't want to don't that." Agatha sighed.

Tedros stood up. "I'd love to stay here, Agatha. But I have to do fencing class."

He hugged Agatha and left.

Fencing class was boring. The same routine everyday.

Today Tedros was against Tristan. Ever since Agatha told them to go marry eachother, they haven't been the best of friends.

Little did they know they'd soon have to be friends or at least pretend because they're girlfriends or whatever were close friends.

"Ready to fight, big boy?" Tristan chuckled taking out his sword. "Always." Tedros took out his sword ready to fight.

"So how's life finally talking to girls?" Tristan said. "Fine actually. Talking to a girl who actually has her own opinions is great."

Tristan narrowed his eyes. "We're fine thanks." Tedros pierced his heart, winning again.

"So are we."