emily, the not so disney princess
After Emily had amazing doing it with all her favourite grown adult men, she goes upstairs to was off, just to hear her mum shaking her shoulder to wake up. She stretches, and hears the birds singing her name and hugs her mother tightly. She is, after all, the favourite child. After her mother leaves, she turns on her spotify and starts to brush her hair.
As she does, the birds sing and the hairbrush sighs from its overwhelming sense of blessedness. It is lucky to be touching Emily's hair after all, she is a real life disney princess. Her hair is a beautiful golden colour, and she treats it with the utmost care, with pantene.
to Emily it was just normal hair, but others saw how it seemed to gleam in the sunlight, as it fell in a waterfall down her back.
In the mirror, she catches her reflection and sighs. Ugh! She is so ugly! And so quirky. She hates herself. But it seems that Harry Styles doesn't think that because as she exclaims "WhY aM i So UgLy!?" the beginning notes of her favourite song comes on.
"Your insecure! Don't know what for," they sing to her, she sighs.
"I'm just plain. No one will ever love me!"
" your turning heads as you walk through the do o or"
"I don't do that! No one notices me" Emily is heartbroken. Tears slip down her PlAiN face.
But as the song continues, it starts to make her feel better. She gracefully, but of course, un aware of her grace, starts to dance. As she jumps up and down, she looks like a disney princess in her dress. She feels like a disney princess. Emily, in her best voice, starts to sing. She sounds amazing (read:awful) and her reedy voice transforms with the magic of plot.
"THATS WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL!!!!" She vocalizes. But there is a loud crash.
Suddenly Emily freezes. The screen goes white.
There is a crackle.
"Um excuse me? Author?"
Omg regulus what are you doing here. I'm trying to write a story! Come on!
"Yes but-" Regulus cuts himself off. "I'm just SO in love with Emily I-"
Suddenly there is a crash. James catapults through the door.
"Sugar plum I thought you loved meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!" James whined. He grabbed regulus' face and squished his cheeks. He steps into Reguluses waiting arms
"I'm sorry baby," regulus muttered quietly. "I just thought u wanted to-"
James takes a step back, to face his bf. "Oh" He says. "Reggie, snookums you're not even straight."
Okay so what. You want to see Emily?
They turn to me and nod.
*sigh* fine.
"I love you so much bae."
"I love you too baby."
Aren't you two like 20 year old men?
"Yes."
"Yes."
James takes reguluses face in his hands, looks lovingly into his eyes, and then captures his mouth in a firm-
WHOA. WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA. NOT ON MY CHRISTIAN MINECRAFT SERVER/FANFIC. NO FRICKIN WAY.
Harry styles wakes up in his yellow bedroom to the sound of a girl singing his song. But she isn't here. And she isn't in the other room, or in the hufflepuff common room, and by the time he gets down the the kitchens, her sound has all bit faded.
He sighs. *sighhhh*
Why couldn't the girl he loves be real? For the past two nights, he had been having the same dream over and over again. Of the girl with golden hair singing his song in her angelic voice.
He thought he was in love.
He is in love.
He wants to kiss her, and hug her, and kiss her and hug her and put ice cream on her face like in the notebook.
But she isn't here.
"Emily!" Her mother calls. Emily turns down her music.
"You have mail!" In the UK, its strange to have mail, and post is even stranger. But she got a letter. Most people use phones or emails for important things, so why does she have a letter?
"Okayyy!" Emily called. She skipped down the stairs. Whe doesn't question this strange transpondance. She's not like other girls.
Emily takes the letter from her mother. It is in creamy white paper, with fletching round the sides. On the back of the envelope there is a red wax seal, stamped with a crest.
Emily takes the letter and open it. The paper is white, in its purest form and expensive. In a looping cursive, the letter states that it is addressed to her.
"Omg I have to take a picture of this." Emily says. She whips out her iPhone 11 and snaps a shot. "I have to text Brittany about this."
Brittany is Emily's best friend. She buys Emily all the new Prada bags and Gucci stuff, so when Brittany got a new phone, Emily had to too. Brittany was trying to get Emily to dye her hair like Britannys, with streaks of red and blue, and her her to go partying, but Emily's mother wouldn't allow it. So Emily had to text Brittany only.
But WhatsApp doesn't load. "Ughhh! Mum! The WiFi!"
"Sorry Emily, I couldn't afford the WiFi this month because of your new phone, and I and to cancel your sim card..." Emily's mother says quietly, eyeing her daughter. She shields herself away from Emily's outbursts usually.
This time, Emily is just annoyed. She doesn't care. Emily reads the letter.
"Omg! You sent me to a boarding school? What? Your sending me away?"
Her mother stares incredulously. And in a split second, she thinks. With a resounding nod, Emily's mother looms over her daughter.
"Emily, you have been a bad girl, so this school should put you right."
Emily screams. Her mother was sending her away! She dropped to the floor and started sobbing.
"Good riddance Emily." Her mother mutters, picking up her phone and her letter. And the door shuts to the front room.