A regal conflict

Chapter 1: The Prophecy

Our story begins at the end of a school day, and Rose is looking for Hawk before they are late for a dance class that will be outside in the courtyard. She notices someone behind the pillar and a bunch of princesses looking for someone or something. Rose sent them on a wild goose chase and then went in front of the post and said, "The coast is clear. You can come out now, Hawk." with that, they went to the courtyard 5 minutes before class started. So, they were early for class, and the course went off without a single mistake.

Just as Snow White, Beauty, Clara, and Cinderella were about to dismiss class when the fairytale oracle appeared, Rose and Hawk began to glow as the prophet spoke.  "Two young royals from two of the main six fairytale families. A SnowWhite prince and A Cinderella princess of this generation are destined to be married. But before they are and before they graduate from school, they must pass tests designed for them. The SnowWhite prince will turn into a hideous and terrible beast, and only his soulmate can cure him, and a powerful spell will hit the princess. If her soulmate doesn't kiss her by the 6th try, she'll die and become a crystal rose for all eternity. If they pass these two tests, no one will be able to prevent their happily ever after. These two will be married shortly after they graduate from school. No one can prevent these tests from happening, and nobody can prevent them from ending up together. The oracle has spoken this unchangeable prophecy." the oracle disappeared, and the glow around Hawk and Rose faded.

AFTER SCHOOL

Rose and her friends met in the courtyard to discuss plans for the night sleepover at Cinderella castle. Sebastian was annoying Rose to no end and to the point where she went to her dragon and her castle, but she dropped a journal, landing in front of Hawk. He picked it up, returned it to his castle, and decided to return it to her at the sleepover tonight.

IN HAWK'S ROOM

When Hawk got home and went to his room to prepare for the sleepover, he placed Rose's journal on his desk in front of one of his many mirrors and went to pack a duffle bag for the night; when Mirror Hawk read the title of the journal. "Rose's diary, so Hawk, are you going read her dairy and see if she loves you just like you love her?" he put his sleeping bag into the bag and said, "Of course, I'm not going to read her diary, I mean why in the fairytale world would I read her private thoughts and feelings. She may never forgive me if I read her diary." Mirror Hawk opened her diary while Hawk finished packing and then changed into regular clothes and then sat at his desk. "Why are you getting me to try to invade her privacy? Even though I want to, do you think she'll forgive me?" Hawk asked his reflection very annoyed. "Oh come on she won't know, and you'll never know if she loves you or not." Mirror Hawk said. Finally, Hawk's curiosity got the best of him, and even though he felt guilty, he read her entire diary, and specific entries stood out the most. After reading, he put it in his bag. "I love you too, my darling Rosebud." Hawk said and went to his dragon to go to Cinderella's castle.

Entry #13

Dear Jaq,  Today was the grand ball, and it was perfect. However, it was very mean of Chadwick to turn students into donkeys, so rude. Hattie Madhatter is odd, and I don't say that disrespectfully; I mean that he wasn't a great dancer to attend a dance. My silly obsession with shoes nearly caused my team to fail, and now I think Astoria hates me for it, but Hawk got me off the floor and then asked me to dance with him. Of course, I accepted, and after all the craziness, we went outside to talk. He was about to say something important, but I ran to meet Hattie to get something for my fairytale collection. I don't know why I have this silly and stupid obsession with fairytales. The dance with Hawk was terrific. I like him, but I'm unsure if this is a crush or this liking him as one of my best friends. Well, time for bed because I don't want Astoria to be mad at me for being late. Adieu, Jaq.