Hooked

Hooked

I'm Raven, the obvious best daughter of the Evil Queen. I used to have the life of my worst dreams, my mother adored me, i had a hate/love relationship with my sister, and i had the cutest boyfriend i could ever imagine. But that was all thrown out the window when my sister, Evie, and her friends were taken to Auradon. That was the worst day of my life, when my perfect life was torn apart. Carlos had also been shipped of to Auradon, which meant we could no longer keep up our perfect relationship through the border. They all got the life we had always dreamed of, and i was left abandoned on the Isle of the lost. Thank god, i had Harry, Uma and Gil to keep me company after ny sister had abandoned me. I always got my sister's left overs, and this was the worst of them.

Obviously, i've always hated my sister since the day i was born, because she's always wanted to be a goodie-two-shoes, and that's not what being a villain kid is about. If you're a villain kid, you've got to be spiteful, evil, and cruel. Not bright, bubbly, and kind, just saying those three revolting words makes me want to vomit. Evie has always wanted to be a pretty pink princess, yuck. At least SOMEBODY got what they wanted, because i certainly didn't. Well, i did, i got to stay on the isle, i've always hated Auradon anyway but my sister got all the recognition i wanted and i won't stand for that, so i'll just sit whilst my sister gets the happily ever after i deserve. Fine, i don't quite deserve a happily ever after, i don't even want one, but my sister gets a happily ever after, so i should get one too, because whatever my sister has, is rightfully mine. I can't even express how much i hate my sister, well i can, but i'd be here all day, and i don't have the time for that.

Harry has always had my back, no matter what happened. When My sister and her friends left the Isle, Harry was there to comfort me. I don't know what i'd do without him, well actually, i do know what i'd do, but the point is, i'm kinda glad he's around.

If love at first sight actually existed, i'd say Harry had me pretty damn smitten when we first met. It's just too bad that true love doesn't exist, well, it might exist in Auradon, but it certainly doesn't on the Isle of the Lost. Such magic has never existed on the Isle, nor will it ever exist there.

Harry and I ran into each other when i had snuck out of my house one night and i had run all the way to Uma's pirate ship. Uma was an old friend of mine and i had no where else to go. I had just gone under the deck to find Uma when Harry approached me. He had made me jump a little, since i hadn't heard him coming,  when he started laughing his adorable manic little laugh. I was honestly kinda intimidated by the shiny silver hook we was brandishing in his left hand, and when he started swinging it around, seemingly aimlessly, it got a whole lot scarier. At least i was smart enough to take a knife from the kitchen drawer before i left the house, just incase i ran into a dangerous situation. But what scared me most of all, was the fluttering sensation in my chest when i first saw Harry, it wasn't fear, i knew that from growing up on the Isle. The strangest thing of all, is that despite Harry waving his hook around, i felt, in a weird way, safe with him, i never thought he would actually harm me in anyway. And to this day, has not even left a single scratch on me.

I wouldn't call it love at first sight, well actually, it might have been, i'm not sure. I don't know what love feels like. All i know is that it felt like my heart was thundering and it felt like there was a swarm of butterflies in my stomach, just from making a few seconds of eye contact with Harry when we first met. The thing is, here, on the Isle of the Lost, you can't be in love with someone you've just met, good thing i've known Harry for over 2 months now, but i'm still not certain that what i felt was love. My mother, the Evil Queen, said that she thinks it was love at first sight, i personally think that's preposterous, but, to be honest, she hasn't been wrong about anything yet, so, i might just be inclined to believe her. I don't know how i feel about that. The very definition of love disgusts me, but i might be in love with a guy i just met a few months ago.

I was drawn in by Harry's stupid charm and good looks. His mischievous smirk and his alluring blue eyes. The tension held firmly in the air before he speaks, even his insane sounding laugh. Isn't it  funny how you can just get hooked on someone so easily.