Ever After High

Chapter 4

(Apple's POV)

Apple was headed to Tall Tale Studies in Mr. Jack B. Nimble's class, up in the second tower. 

She doesn't really pay attention to that particular subject, but the good thing is she always had to keep her grades up, that comes first in her life now.
Ashlyn fell into step with her.

"Hey Apple. So I was wondering if you could come with me to Mom's because of her ancient glass slipper situation." She pouted.

"Wait what? You mean, literally go to the Ella Castle?"

"Yeah that's what I meant the first time."

"Are you cray-cray Ashlyn? The hols just ended and you're already missing your mother?"

"It's actually not that. I miss not being shouted at for loosing anything. I lost them and I couldn't face Mom so I had to flee without a proper goodbye. I wouldn't stay to ruin my rep in front of the servants."

Apple sighed. "Ashlyn, we can't go through the Travelling Well just to sort that out. And if we sneak out we'll get into huge trouble and that wouldn't look good for the two of us." She glossed her lips once more with Peachy Parfait.

"Trust me Ash, hext her an apology or video call her on your MirrorPad. But you cannot put your reputation out on the line, especially like this, no girl."

"Well, I guess I could try." Ashlyn glanced down shamefully. "What I did, that was fairy cowardice of me right?"

"Fairy," Apple nodded. "But its not too late to kiss a frog, you can do it."

"I know its not, but I'm never gonna attempt that." She shook her fingers no.

Apple laughed. "I don't mean literally kiss a frog, because one: ew, and two: you'd be known as Ashlyn the Frog. Replacing Kermit of his job, he'll kill you. I mean that its not too late to own up and apologize, even if its not in person."

"Because if the clock strikes twelve, its definitely way too late."

"Fine then. Hey, guess what?"

"What?" Ashlyn said, concerned "Don't start again with your 'guess what's, I know its something I don't like. Is there hubbleberry pie stuck in my teeth?"

"Worse than that. The clock strikes twelve, everything will be back to rags."

As soon as she got the message, she dashed toward the classroom before her pretty denim miniskirt and night-blue Laisson crop top were indisposable rags, leaving Apple in laughing fits, her long blonde hair flipping wildly.

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Everyone waited for Mr. Nimble to arrive, but instead, in came the worst teacher in the entire history of teachers.

Professor Rumpelstiltskin.

Although he was half the size of everyone, his mean little tricks made him seem so indefeatably powerful.

Normally teachers are our second Mom's and Dads. They want the best for us, they want our future to be bright and successful for us. They love us no matter how much we hated them.
But Professor Rumpelstiltskin was the exact opposite of that.

He purposely out-of-the-question right-out hated them, no matter how much they loved him. Especially the Legacy Year class of the next year.

Which is specifically Apple's group.

He wanted to make their lives miserable in academics. Since he taught them Chemythstry, absolutely NO ONE could progress over 40%, all because he purposely didn't want to teach them.

Fortunately for them Chem wasn't one of the subjects that would be able to judge if they could pass or not, so they didn't have to worry.
The joke's on him, ha!

But what he was doing in their TTS class was what they couldn't figure out.

"Hello, class C103." He scanned the room.

"Mr. Nimble has a lot of work to do for a couple of days so, I'll be the sub here for now. He forgot to mention the test you're doing tomorrow? Yeah? He said study some novel thing on your literature I think? Yeah, whatever."

And he sat comfortably on MR. NIMBLE'S CHAIR!!!! So not good.

"He 'thinks'?" Dexter Charming frowned, "He has to tell us what Mr. Nimble had said he should tell us, he can't keep us hanging, no matter how much he hates us."

"No talking in class, Mr. Charming." 

"Sorry, Sir."
They all lowered their voices.

"He's just trying to find an excuse to make our lives miserable." Cedar Wood said, who always tells the truth.

"So true." Blondie shook her head. "I can't fairy-fail TTS because of Professor Idiot, no way am I gonna."

"But what are we going to do?" Kitty Cheshire said in her Wonderlandian British accent.
All Wonderlandians spoke like that.

"The truth is," Apple sighed, "I really don't know. Tomorrow's test day, we cannot fail, not at any cost."
Next to her, Briar shot up from her sleep cycle.

"Hey! I have an idea." She yawned for a moment and stretched, then she really woke up.

"You guys come to my dorm tonight, kk? I've been studying a bit over the holidays — just to keep me awake, trust me — so I might know what's in the test because Professor Dork just mentioned that it's on The Immortals series. Well, he said literature so, yeah."

"Great idea Briar." Apple grinned. "I'll be there."
The rest of the class agreed to go too.