Belle was woken によって the ringing of a ベル somewhere close by. “Oh!” groaned Meg, sitting up and stretching. “Of all the rooms to get and we had to get the one right によって the school ベル tower!”
Now Belle remembered; school. She was at school. She smiled as she pushed herself up into a sitting position. Today she would start lessons with her newfound friends.
“Argh, my hair!” groaned Meg, attempting to smooth it down. It had gone pretty wild; rather like Medusa’s in the Greek legend, Belle had to admit. She stifled a giggle. Snow White hummed a merry tune as she pulled on a floaty...
Belle French looked around the large office room she had been brought to and gulped. This was her first time in a proper high school. She had spent most of her life in a provincial little town where the majority of her neighbours had been too poor to go to school. However, after a chance run-in with Maleficent, the Deputy Head of ディズニー High, her father had been able to waggle a scholarship for her. Now she was here none of it seemed real.
“Ah!” Ratcliffe, the headmaster of ディズニー High, walked into the room. “Belle French, isn’t it?”
Belle smiled, her head giddy and light as Adam whirled her closer on the dance floor. Her dress, the same she had worn to the school dance, rustled as her petticoats turned with her, and as Adam picked her up off her feet, she giggled.
“I 愛 you, Belle,” Adam murmured, drawing her close.
Belle smiled again and reached up to brush back his hair. “And I 愛 you, Adam.”
He bent to キッス her...and then the doors suddenly flew open. The wind whipped the curtains, fluttering and snuffing the candle flames as lightning and thunder began to rage outside. Terrified, Belle clung to Adam and blinked...