Thunder (Derek Hale/ Teen wolf)

Chapter 2: Fairy tales

A week later I was in my room when I heard a knock on my door. I walked over and opened it. It was Madison.

"Can you read to me?" Madison asked.

"Sure." I answered and walked over to my books.

"What do you want to hear?"

"A fairy tale." she answered.

"How about The princess and the frog?" 

"No something else." 

"The golden bird?"

"Something else." 

"The twelve dancing princesses?"

"Yes! That one." she said smiling.

"Do you want to stay here or go to the tree?" I asked her.

The tree is a place where Madison and I go to when we want to get away from the drama in our family. It's a huge old tree in the middle of a field. Nobody knows that we go there often. It's our little secret.

"Let's go to the tree." she said.

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After a long walk we finally made it to the tree. I places Madison on the swing that was put up there and sat across her. 

"There was a king who had twelve beautiful daughters. They slept in twelve beds all in one room; and when they went to bed, the doors were shut and locked up; but every morning their shoes were found to be quite worn through as if they had been danced in all night; and yet nobody could find out how it happened, or where they had been.

Then the king made it known to all the land, that if any person could discover the secret, and find out where it was that the princesses danced in the night, he should have the one he liked best for his wife, and should be king after his death; but whoever tried and did not succeed, after three days and nights, should be put to death." 

"He doesn't sound like a nice man." Madison said innocently.

"No, he's not." I answered.

"A king's son soon came. He was well entertained, and in the evening was taken to the chamber next to the one where the princesses lay in their twelve beds. There he was to sit and watch where they went to dance; and, in order that nothing might pass without his hearing it, the door of his chamber was left open. But the king's son soon fell asleep; and when he awoke in the morning he found that the princesses had all been dancing, for the soles of their shoes were full of holes. The same thing happened the second and third night: so the king ordered his head to be cut off. After him came several others; but they had all the same luck, and all lost their lives in the same manner. " 

 "Melody?" she suddenly asked.

"Yes?"

"I don't mean to disturb you, but I think there is someone behind you." she said calmly.

I took a deep breath and turned around.

I was greeted by a boy with beautiful blue greyish eyes. He had short curly hair and wore a scarf.

"Uh, hey." I said awkwardly.

He kept staring at me without saying anything.

"Can I help you with something?" I asked.

"That book you were reading," he said "my mom used to read it to me, but I can't think of the name."

"It's called The twelve dancing princesses." I said.

"Oh right, thanks." he said and walked away.

After walking a few meters he turned around and walked back. 

"I just realized how weird that was, my name is Isaac" he said smiling.

"I'm Melody and that's my sister Madison." I said pointing to Madison.

"Hi." he said waving at Madison.

"I can't see you waving, stupid." Madison said.

"Why can't you see me waving?" he asked obviously confused.

"Because I'm blind." she said with a 'duh' tone.

"Okay, then how did you know I was waving?"

"Sound. That's also how I knew that you were standing behind my sister. You walk loudly." she said.

"Oh. Okay, nice to meet you too. Well, I gotta go. This has been lovely. Eh I guess I'll most likely see you again. Okay bye." he said and he awkwardly walked away.

"Well, that was odd." I said after a while.

"Yeah it kinda was." Madison replied.

I read the book for a little longer but it started to get dark so Maddie and I agreed that we would start walking home.

"Are you nervous?" she asked me.

"For what would I be nervous?" 

"School starts tomorrow." 

"Nope, not nervous. Just not looking forward to it." I said.

"You'll be fine, I promise." she said confidently.

"Don't make promises on something you can't control."