My Not So Happily Ever After

Chapter One

Chapter One

"And for the third time this lesson." My English teacher droned on in his dull monotone voice. "Put the phone away MISS SMITH." He yelled dropping the papers he had in his hands on his standard issue desk.

It was obvious he was talking to me, no one else would dare take out their phone in his lesson, let alone take it out three times, but I still waited till everyone turned round in their seats to look at me before I made a point of slipping the phone back into my pocket and lounging back in my chair, crossing my arms over my chest and flicking my feet up on the table, while raising an eyebrow in challenge.

If cartoons were real I swear his head would have started turning red and steam would have been coming out of his ears while he started to jump up and down screaming unintelligible nonsense, he was that furious.

"OK Ms Smith detention. After school. With Me. Am I clear?" His roar was enough to have other students cowering in their seats, even though he wasn't even addressing them.

"Crystal."

"Thank you." He turns away from me, directing his attention back at the class, giving up on the losing battle.

Mr Hyman wasn't a bad teacher, he was actually one of the better teachers but that didn't mean I respected him anymore than the others. His cheap brown trousers looked tacky with his crisp blue shirt, for some reason it had girls drooling over him, yet for me it just made me think that he was in desperate need of a personal shopper.

"Now class if you will all please turn you books to page 34, and you'll see that we are studying the story of Katerina, The Lost Princess, legend claims that her mothers personal servant took the child away from the princesses own mother to protect her from the King Guards. After all we all know the legend:

Only one can rule the land,

Only one can take a stand.

Only one can win his heart,

Only one is that smart.

Only one can set us free.

But who will it be.

But that will be you're homework. To read the chapter and be ready to discuss it in class tomorrow. Dismissed." He waved his hand in our direction as he busied himself with the papers on his desk.

"I love this story, it's so magical."

"Aren't all fairy tales."

"It must have been so tragic, I wonder what happened to her."

"You do know it's not real, right?" I couldn't believe the way the girls were talking, gushing over some fairy tale legend. "It's fictional. Fiction." I take my time getting up from my seat reaching down to grab my bag, before turning my attention back to them. "Fiction, an invention of someones mind. If you want a tragic true story then read about Anastasia, at least that was real." I huff, turning my back on them and making my way out of the little corner at the back of the classroom.

"You only think like that because there is no way in hell Rose that you were that child, where as take someone like me." Melissa points at herself, indicating her perfectly tanned lean legs, her perfect long sugar blonde hair and her perfect smile. "Melissa means 'honey bee' in Greek, everyone knows that the princess had hair like honey, legend says so." She then puffs up her hair, flicking it over her shoulder as she makes a point of bumping me as she walks by.

Typical bitch. Every school has one, even if you don't realise, some are just better at hiding it.

I adjust my well worn bag on my shoulder while preparing to walking out of my third period English classroom.