Rosie Hearts

~ Part 1 ~

I saw Mal running and crying past me so I ran after her. "Mal?" I asked coming in her dorm. "I don't belong here." She cried. I went over and wrapped my arms around her. "Rosie." She said and I looked at her. "Ben and I got into a fight and I'm going back to the Isle." She said and I smiled. "I'm going with you anyways cause your my best friend and I was planning on going back anyways." I said and touched her nose. She smiled and I went to my dorm. I packed some stuff and put my hair behind my shoulders.

"Ready?" I asked Mal. She nodded. "Let's go and blow this popsicle stand, then." I told her and we left. I got on Mal's moped bike that Ben got her. "No need for mine, M. Let's ride yours." I told her and she got on the back. She wrapped her arms around my waist and smiled. "Let's go." I said and rode to the beach. I stopped and Mal chanted a spell. "Noble steed, proud and fair, you shall take us anywhere." She chanted and I started going again. I was surprised as we rode of land and onto the water.

I'm older than all of my friends. I'm 17 and they're either 15 or 16. Mal and Evie look up to me as a older sister. People freaked out and jumped out of the way as we rode through the marketplace. I stopped and pulled the plastic part of the helmet up. I looked around as Mal did something. I saw someone I knew the most. Harry, son of Captain Hook. I saw him go out of the way and say, "Watch it!" I rolled my eyes and Mal threw the poster. I pulled my helmet down again and rode again with Mal.

We got to the hideout and headed to Lady Tremaine's Curl Up and Dye. We headed inside and saw Dizzy, daughter of Drizella and granddaughter of Lady Tremaine, sweeping. "Mal! Rosie! Is Evie back?" Dizzy asked excited. "Ha. As if." Mal said and I hit her shoulder. "I forgot that you guys don't open till midnight. Place looks good." I said and she smiled spinning. "So, what is your deal?" Mal asked. "Has your grandmother given you any customers yet?" I finished. 

"Ah. Just a witch here and there. Mostly it's a lot of scrubbing and scouring and sweeping. Lots and lots of sweeping." Dizzy replied. "Sounds like the old Cinderella treatment, ey?" Mal asked and she nodded. "Yeah, she's gone from wicked stepmother to wicked grandmother." Dizzy said and I chuckled. "That's really not much of a switch." I said. "Hey Dizzy? You used to do Evie, am I right?" Mal asked. "Yeah, I thought of the little braids." She replied. "Have any ideas for me and Rosie?" Mal asked. She did something with her fingers. "The washed-out blonde with purple tips? Dark brown with blonde ombre? Best of no worlds. You guys can't see where your face ends and hair begins." Dizzy said and pulled us to a chair.

"Ugh what is this? Bored to death pink?" She said. She talked to Mal and got started. When she was finished with my hair, it looked like this: