Orientation Week - Part 5

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Noelle's POV


A huge mass of Ever After High students swarmed to the Grimmnasium, where a 'Meet and Greet' was being held.

So much has happened in the past week. I couldn't stomach the thought of being a leader. Despite my dedication to studying Kingdom Management, Apple's doppelgänger had more confidence than me.

Somehow that devious clone made everybody forget that she insulted my mother, son of a witch.

The real Apple White seemed genuinely afraid, and... And Frost. Even now I can't think of him chained to that boulder, bleeding with a gash on his arm. Oh, God. I was such a wuss. Why did I listen to his warning. I needed to fight Mother Menace before Legacy Day.

But waking up in the morning seemed pointless. We put our girl group thing on hold, as if it would have worked.

That day, I didn't bother wearing my usual dress. I wore my mother's coronation outfit instead.It was a dark blue and the purple was much darker. When I was sitting alone, not franchising with students, Paloma and the others walked up to me

"What's up? You've been so down lately."

"I'm fine guys."

Paloma glared at me "Instead of being a freak ghost all the time, try to be a good person!" To my surprise the other girls were glaring too, even Adele!

"Maybe you should be a ghost. This world would be a better place." Holly fired

"Yeah. Go jump off somewhere and grant our wish." Poppy looked me up and down

"You'd be the first annoying ghost to ever live!" Marina jeered

"I'll lend you my flying carpet. Leap off it and take us out of our misery." Jade laughed

"Or maybe we should poke you with my razor sharp trident." Ariana giggled,

"Imagine her as a ghost - she wouldn't be able to scare a newborn child." Paris taunted,

"I should bend you and you'll snap like a twig under a boot." May flexed her arms,

"We might as well leave her be. She already is a ghost." Adele didn't sound tough, she actually sounded solemn. Nevertheless, I shot her a mournful frown, her glare wavered.

I simply got up and walked away to the Muse-ic classroom.

I tightened my bun before I let fire sparks and snowflakes dance around me as I touched the midnight piano. I pulled out a pair of blue satin gloves. I slowly let tears trickle onto them. Adele threw them at me when we were in a fight. I reminisced on our argument:

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We were in Mid-Book school. Back then, appearances mattered the most. Adele and I were arguing about:

"The most adorable glass Jiminy Choo slippers ever after!" I squealed (Author: Yes people: I went there. I have offically invented the Ever After version of the hit fashion brand 'Jimmy Choo' with the famous conscience of Pinocchio; Jiminy Cricket)

"I saw them first you snow b#!@#!" Adele screamed at me

"*GASP* You just said a bad word! I should call Aunt Anna! Besides, don't call me that when you're the stupid b#!@#!" My rage got the better of me and I accidentally froze the shoes

(We were so lame at that age that using 'bad words' classified you as epic)

"Ahh! Take these, you'll need them before you ruin anything else." Adele threw gloves at my head.

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