The Wolf Who Fell In Love With Red Riding hood

Chapter 1: The Little red riding hood

(Scarlet's POV)

Start the introduction with a quote? Sounds pretty cheesy don't you think?

Just kidding!

I just suck at intros...

Well Scarlet's the name and talking nonsense is my game! I'm 17 and currently born with a normal and ordinary life.

BORING!

I'm a kind of person who would fantasize and daydream about anything fictional. changing plots and storylines. Shout out to the people out there. And that's pretty much what my abilities can do. Sometimes I just want to escape this prison of reality. AUGH! My life's not that exciting or interesting but meh.

Today, I'm actually on my way to a book store, the so called 'holy grounds' of my little brother. Which is with me as I speak.

But something caught my attention.

"Hm? The little red riding hood?" I said as I stared at a children's story book after I entered the book store. Haven't I heard that story somewhere before? Oh, yes it was way back when I was 5 years old. When I think about it, I was quite the annoying little kid. Always fantasizing about happy endings, daydreaming about my oh so handsome Prince Charming that would sweep me off my feet *cough* and responsibilities *cough*. I used to believe that princes were real.

"Scarlet?"

I used to believe that animals could talk.

"Scar?"

I used to believe that anything can happen as long as you believe.

"Earth to scarlet? Hello??"

I...used to believe in happy endings...

"SCARLET!"

"Huh! What? Yes?" But NO reality took a huge bitch slap across my face.

I quickly turned my head as I jumped at the sudden screaming of a small familiar petite figure behind me. "How long are you gonna stand there spacing out? They might run out of sketchbooks and crayons," he said as he tugged the garment of my hoodie trying to pull me to the sketchbook section of the store.

"Come on! Before they sold out!" I sighed and looked back at story book that would always grab my attention because of the shade of red on the little girls hood, which happens to be my mother's favorite color. And the moment she had me born, she immediately picked the name 'Scarlet'. And no, I don't have red scarlet hair or whatever, it's just simply black.  I wouldn't say I hate the shades of red, but I guess it's kinda attracting. I sometimes consider that it is my fave color and I'm even wearin' one. The book kinda got my attention because of it. Even though it didn't involve any Prince charming's, it was fun to rea—

"SCAR! COME ON!"

This little brat, always interrupting with my thoughts. Sigh, it can't be helped. I did promise him to come with him. Btw this kid is my 10 year old (annoying) little brother. He's really obsessed  with drawing, and he may be annoying to me but he has wicked talent. He's basically Picaso in the making, at least that's what he likes to be referred as. "Alright, let's go you whiny baby." I let out a slight chuckle as I called him that. "Finally, and I'm not a whiny baby!" He said as he head on to the sketchbook section first. I shrug and smiled as I walked behind him,"Whatever you say, Jack." But sometimes I wonder....why didn't the wolf eat little red riding hood in the first place?

What if the story could be changed.

What if there was a twist of fate?

WHAT IF THE WOLF HAD FEELINGS?

WHAT IF THE WOLF WAS IN LOVE?

WHAT IF THE WOLF CAN BE TURNED INTO A METAPHOR FOR AN ACTUAL HUMAN BEING? LIKE ITS JUST HIS PERSONALITY!

WHAT IF ALIENS WHERE REAL???

WILL I EVER SOLVE THE CASE? I DON'T KNOW.?

Excuse my overly obsessed level of fantasizing. But this kind of idea is very interesting. Just kidding about the aliens part, but you get what I mean whoever I'm speaking to right now. Sometimes I hate it when I fantasize too much, especially if the victim is a child's story book. Like, what the heck am I doing with my life. I guess this kind of idea could exist in fan fiction. Sometimes when I fantasize I want it to happen in real life. Sigh, like that would happen. But if it were to be, what will happen to the so called wolf though, will he die in the end too?

That's one thing I can't fantasize about, and that's the ending.

That so called 'happily ever after'.

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a/n: Hi! I know you probably want to slap me in the face right now or probably thinking of ways to torture me but I'm really sorry for the very very VERY loooong wait! I'm sorry but I'm going to continue this story if ever an idea comes in my mind. But I'm really grateful to the readers who voted/favorited my story and enjoyed the sort of introduction hehehe but I hope you'll read my story (even though I suck and stuff) and I'll be internally grateful!
- True2Yourself