A Trip Down Memory Lane

The Tag of the strand trip was finally upon them and everyone was excited.

“Ooh, I can’t wait to get on my cozzie and get into the sea!” Lottie squealed that morning over breakfast.

“Cozzie?” Aurora asked, spoon halfway to her mouth.

“It’s what I call my swimming costume!”

“Oh, I see.”

“I hope there’s some good waves for surfing,” Jim said.

“The Prof says we can go poking around the rockpools, so that’ll be cool,” Merida said.

“I hope they sell ice cream nearby,” sagte Jasmine. “No strand trip can be complete without ice cream.”

“I hope I can sneak away for...

Everyone was celebrating in good form that evening. Mr Ratcliffe allowed them to deck the school hall out with fairy lights and a large banner Lesen Congratulations from the rafters.

“By rights, it ought to say “Well Done, Team,” oder something,” Meg pointed out. “But it’ll do since we couldn’t find anything else at the last minute.”

As good as his word, Mr Ratcliffe also provided alcohol but limited them all to only two coupons each. It was fair enough, thought Belle; this was a school after all, and none of them wanted its reputation to be sullied Von wild drunken rampages on...

“Wow!” grinned Snow White as they left the classroom. “Finally an R.E teacher who seems to know what she’s doing!”

“Yeah, she was pretty cool,” agreed Aladdin, hitching his rucksack onto his shoulder.

“Compared to Mr Frollo, anyone’s cool!” Hercules pointed out.

Belle sagte nothing; she just pressed closer to Adam as he gave her a squeeze and looked over at Flynn over the oben, nach oben of his head. “What’s next; English?”

“Yep!” Flynn sighed. “Romeo and Juliet! Great!”

“Oh, yes!” Belle sighed. “I Liebe Shakespeare!”

“But it doesn’t make sense!” Flynn insisted....

Everyone was reeling about the dance that evening when it was over.

Alone in her room, waiting for the rest of her roommates, Ariel idly plucked the petals off a blume John had gegeben her. “He loves me! He loves me not! He loves me!” She giggled, gleefully as she plucked off the last one. “Oh, I knew it! I knew it!”

Rapunzel came dancing into the room. Her hair was coming undone from the many grips and floral bands she had in it and was beginning to trail on the floor but she didn’t care. “What a magical evening!”

“Did Flynn pucker up, then?” giggled Ariel.

“Not yet, but I...