No Hetero (Ever After High chatroom story)

To Think You're Any Different From an Animal

This is not part of the chatfic. It's actually a one shot that doesn't even take place in the same timeline as the chatfic. I was writing this for AO3 and just decided to put it here as well. It's Ramona xRosabella because there is almost no content of them and I needed a break from working on part 3 of this series. You can ignore this chapter if you don't want to read it.

Also, the title means absolutely nothing, I was just listening to a song (I'll link it above) and that lyric was stuck in my brain for a week.

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Fear.

That was what most people based their opinions of Ramona Badwolf on. It was a thought that was constantly nagging at the back of her mind.

'They're afraid of you,' the voice would whisper at night, when the dorm was quiet and she was alone with the most terrifying thing she could ever imagine: her own thoughts. 'They're afraid of you, that's why you can get away with just about anything.'

At the Forest Reform School, Ramona had ruled with fear. Every student except for her roommates, Jolly Hook and Jade Wit, had been scared to even glance in her direction. For a school that was a glorified prison, there certainly were some crybabies. Ramona knew just how to send chills up this girl's spine, just how to make that boy so scared he'd wet himself, how to work her way into one student's brain in such a way that her name would be synonymous with "terror" for the rest of their life.

Ramona could smell the fear in her fellow students, and it sent her on a power trip she almost never came back from. She hadn't even had much choice in the matter at first. From the moment she had walked through the front door, the nervous glances and the whispering had started. She decided to just roll with it, finding that she loved feeling like an alpha, even if it made for a lonely year.

That first day of school wasn't her first power trip, the one that had sent her chasing that feeling for the thirteen months. No, that was when she had given the judge at her hearing a dirty look like no other and gotten him so concerned for his own safety that he didn't even give her a full sentence at the Forest Reform School. Looking back on that day, Ramona supposed it was only her instinct that she would be addicted to the smell of fear.

The minute Ramona's court-ordered sentence was up, the headmistress had arranged her transfer back to Ever After High, where she had started her freshman year before The Incident. Not even the strict woman who almost put Milton Grimm to shame with how tight a ship she ran, so to speak, could handle the wolf for one more day.

Ramona thought things might be different at Ever After High. She would make friends, real ones who didn't just hang out with her because they shared a living space. People would either like her or not for her personality, rather than instantly despising her yet being too terrified to say anything about it. However, that was not the case. She got in trouble with almost every teacher on her first day back, the only person who would talk to her was that dumb giggly blonde reporter, and she almost exposed her family secret to win a stupid argument with her younger sister.

At least nobody knew the real reason Ramona was sent away in the first place.

Sure, there was a rumor going around that Cerise got Ramona sent away, and they way she and Cerise had fought (or nearly fought before their father came out and knocked some sense into them) would suggest this rumor was true. However, that's all it was: a rumor. The sisters' near fight was simply instinct (Ramona realized she blamed a lot on her wolfish instincts. It was easier than admitting she might be a little messed up in the head); two sisters' attempts at proving they were the alpha among them, and nothing more.