Chapter 1

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Isabelle's POV.

I awoke to the smell of scrambled eggs and bacon, and I knew that today was going to be another day in hell, or as they call it High school. I am sorry, I did not introduce myself, my name is Isabelle Joseph but most of my friends call me Belle, and I live in Manhattan. My mom is a world renown fashion designer and my dad owns a series of multimillion dollar companies. I am sixteen years old and I attend one of Manhattan's most elite schools, St Castell's High School.

"Good morning Miss Joseph! Breakfast is ready." said my maid, Nikki or as I call her my 'mother' since, she practically raised me from a child. Immediately, I got dressed and headed downstairs where, I quietly devoured my eggs. "Don't worry I'm sure today would be great..." Nikki was saying, but I cut her off when I replied sarcastically, " Yeah sure," I finished my breakfast then hastily left for school since I was already ten minutes late.

" So Sleeping Beauty is finally awake, I see!" yelled my friend. Nathaniel was my best friend since childhood and nothing could ever change that except, perhaps, my feelings towards him.

" Yeah, and what's up with you? Why are you late?" I questioned.

" Because I always have to save a princess in distress!" he rebutted.

" Haha very funny. Now shut up and walk faster!" I exclaimed.

" Ok Miss Bossy-pants!" he replied then laughed that laugh, the one I knew only too well and the one that keeps me awake at night.

Arriving in school, we met some more of our friends, Jasmine, Mary and Rosalie. We are the perfect combination and really great friends. We do everything together and we always stand together as one. It was then, that I beheld 'her' or as we called her ' The Evil Queen'.

She could manipulate anyone to do almost anything for her, there were few resistant to her and that was, my friends and I, as a result of this we were the lowest of the low and 'she' picked on us. Her name was Jade and she was walking in our direction.

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