A Real Life Fairytale

Chapter 1

"Grendaline is dead?" Samantha murmured in disbelief. "We left to get away from that stuff, so lets go have fun!" Oliver screams grabbing Samantha's hand and pulling her toward the candy store at the airport. "This is American?" Samantha questioned Oliver. "I guess its a small town in America...?"

Oliver grabbed some gummy bears and gummy worms. "I mean I did pick just America for our vacation," Samantha murmured. Oliver nodded as he payed for the gummies. "So good!" he throws one in the air and he catches it in his mouth, swallowing the gummy."

"You opened the bag, fast . . ." Samantha teased. Oliver growled in return like a werewolf.

Oliver accidentally bumped into a older boy. He had brown hair, fair skin, and looked about 7'7.

He spilled water on himself, well in reality Oliver did it by mistake. "I will kill you!" he yelled reaching for Oliver and Samantha wacked his hand with a gucci bag she bought.

"Do not touch my man!" she warned. The boy growled like a werewolf. "Are you a werewolf or something?" Samantha asked. The boy looked shocked imeddently. "You can not use the word werewolf here, theres actual werewolfs," he explained. "There is no such thing as werewolfs," Oliver said putting a arm on Samantha's shoulder. The boy was gonna show Samantha something on his phone but sooned decided not to.

"Go," he warned. "Before things get ugly!"

We were not afraid of him sense we fought actual monsters and survived.

We bought our snacks and left; running into more people that warned us about werewolves.

"Maybe this was a bad idea..." Samantha muttered. "What happened to the Samantha who kept asking about fairies and to be fair then got sent a picture of something . . . bad?" Oliver asked.

Samantha and Oliver go to a donut place and order some dunkin donuts at the airport. "Its always tacos and Italian food I feel like," Samantha mumbled biting into a donut.

"Fair . . . and yeah you have a point!" Oliver exclaimed biting into it. "So good!" Oliver moaned.

"Is it?" Samantha asked buying another donut. The money is Mexican money. They did come from Mexico Afterall.

Samantha had brown eyes, Oliver had blue.

Oliver and Samantha had fair skin, but Oliver was Latino, and Samantha was a mix of a bunch of stuff, races, ethanity, all of it!

They walked down the airport eating donuts and french fries and burgers.

"This is so good!" Samantha said happily with her mouth full.

"Glad you like it, but we need to find our way back . . ."

"Back how?"

"Oh, I mean back to the exit," Oliver explained. "Right."

They turned around and everyone was staring. "Is it my blue hair?" Oliver murmured.

A few security guards walled up to them and asked where they're parents were. "We came by ourselves," Oliver explained. Samantha stayed there with a donut in her mouth.

"Your parents let you come alone?" the security guard asked suspiciously. "You see we are from Darkville, we do not have parents . . ."

The guard understood and led them to the security room. They followed; Oliver being the one that is suspicious with Samantha keeping Oliver in his shoes. "So people from Darkville are targeted by the werewolf you keep hearing about," the security guard explained. "What—really?"

The security guard nodded. "So we hired a fairy to protect you," he explained motioning to a random woman standing infront of the cells. "Wait . . . how did you that fast?" Oliver questioned. Samantha got exited, dropped her donut and ran toward the woman and hugged her. Fairy wings showed on her back, they shined in the light. They revealed themselves to Oliver and Oliver was shocked to see an actual fairy.

"A fairy?"

The security guard nodded. "A actual fairy," he muttered motioning to the woman. The woman had glorious brown hair, bue eyes, and brown strands of hair in her blonde hair; she also had a pink dress on.

Her wings were a shiny yellow.

Samantha had on blue jeans, a blue shirt, and blue shoes.

Oliver had on, a pink shirt, pink shoes and pants.

"Nice shirt," the security guard said.

"Thanks," Oliver replied as he looked at the fairy.

The fairy stared at him. Oliver felt . . . weird.

He was suspicious of the fairy, he felt something was wrong.

Then it hit me like a "boomerang".

Could this fairy be like the creatures that live in Darkville?

After all . . . not everyone that seems nice is nice.

"Samantha!" Oliver called.

Samantha obliged.

"Something is off," Oliver whispered to Samantha once she was infront of him. "Yeah, you're being a doose," she replied pointing to the woman. "I did not say anything," he said. "No, you did, and I also know what you're thinking, I know you," Samantha growled. "Samantha, please!"

"Fine, lets go talk in private," Samantha said.

They went into a candy store near the security place and talked . . . Oliver told Samantha all of his worries. "We came here to get away from everything, not cause more trouble, especially for America!"

"We did not cause any trouble for Darkville!" Oliver yelled. "Do not yell at me," Samantha warned the boy. Oliver quiet down. He took some breaths and spoke. "Sorry," he said. "Good, now what are you worrying about?"

"What if the fairy is one of the creatures in Darkville?" Oliver asked. "But we are in America," Samantha replied.

"No, I know that, but one of the creatures that came from Darkville?" Oliver whispered to his Samantha.

"No . . . I understand perfectly, its just . . . what if she is not, she is so kind and might be a fairy . . ."

Samantha glared at Oliver. "A fairy that originated from Darkville?"

Samantha had her arms crossed and Oliver had blush on his face. He did say fairies were originally from Darkville, at least the ones in America are.

"Now, lets get back to our helper," Samantha said walking away. Oliver was dumbfounded. He just stayed there . . . confused. He looked up and saw a wolf-man . . . "Werewolf," Oliver muttered.