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@sydneysnow-blog
Boys? Same dorms?
“Well they just made the announcement that the girls can go back to their dorms,” Ariel smiled, “Short lived idea.” She giggled, “Lets go together?”
"Oh they did?" Sydney asked. "Thank God! Yes, let's!" Sydney headed towards the direction of the dorm. "So, where are you from?"
“God, it smells in here. Do the boys ever take showers?”
"I do hope so," Sydney said. "It does have a horrid smell."
Boys? Same dorms?
“I’m Ariel,” She smiled turning to Sydney. “Repairs though?” She couldn’t help but ask, her natural curiosity overwhelming her. “What happened?”
"Pleasure," Sydney smiled. "Yeah, the dorm caught on fire. I'm not sure what started it." She wondered if some girl left her straightener on near a curtain. "I hope they find out and fix it soon, I don't really enjoy the idea of staying in the boys dorm."
Boys? Same dorms?
Ariel stayed rooted in her spot while she stared at the dorms in shock. She wasn’t sure how to take this. She knew that there were dorms for the male and female students. But she had never expected that she’d be dorming with them! “Is this really how things work around here,” She asked quietly in disbelief. This was unexpected.
"I guess we'll be with the boys until the repairs are done," Sydney said. She wasn't sure how she felt about living with boys. She had just gotten used to the girls, but now you had to add in boys. "I'm Sydney, by the way," she said. "And you are?"
"Finally, the weekend!"
Sydney opened her door and watched as a few girls passed through the halls. She turned on her iPod and played her music as she straighten up her room. She always had a habit of singing and dancing while she cleaned.
Snow's Schedule
9:15am –10:02am: American Literature
10:10am –12:00pm: French
12:10pm –1:00pm: Lunch
1:50pm–2:00pm: Geometry
2:10pm –3:00pm: Home Economics
Orientation Day
Belle sat at the end the row, nose deep in yet another book. Journey to the Center of the Earth was scribbled on the worn-out cover. She moved her legs when a frisbee came her way, and instead of passing it back when a boy called to her, her fingers softly grasped the next page in her book. Her eyes raised once the boy in front of her cleared his throat. She immediately blushed, flustered, and reached down to pass him his toy. Maybe it was time to associate. Belle glanced around, and her eyes fell on Snow. How long had the girl been there for?
“Hello.” She chirped, closing her book.
Sydney looked up from her dazed and caffeinated state to see a girl standing near her. "Oh hello," she said. "Sorry I was out of it and here I thought coffee was supposed to wake you up." She laughed to herself, feeling a little awkward. "I'm Sydney White, by the way," she added. "You can call me Syd, Sydney, or Snow, it doesn't matter. You can sit down, if you want."
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"Maybe they're not opened yet," she said.
"Oh they are," her stepmother quickly butted in. "I checked last night."
"Then why does it look so dead?" Sydney asked.
"Because you're probably the only one here," her stepmother replied.
Sydney felt nervous about the new school. She would be the first one here and she didn't know anyone. She left alone and she couldn't decide to rejoice that she was getting away from her stepmother or not. Her dad parked in front and his wife headed in to get her registration packet.
"Now listen, Snow," her dad said. "I know this is a big change for you, but you're going to make tons of new friends and have a great time."
"I know, Dad," she sighed.
"You should really thank Sheila for finding this place," he said. "It's a shame it's several hours away from us, but you're a strong young woman. You're mother would be so proud of you."
She smiled, but just as she was about to say something to her father, her stepmother appeared and directed them to the dorm.
The dorm was huge, but thankfully she was only on the third floor. The room was spacious, yet quaint. It looked more like a resort than a dorm room. The walls were painted blue and there were two wardrobes, two vanities, and two twin beds. Sydney wanted the one near the window. You could look out past the campus into the woods. She wondered what was out there and thought about going for a walk there sometime.
"Here you go, Snow," her father said. "I love you and I'll call you later."
"I love you too Dad," she replied as she embraced him.
"Harold!" she stepmother said. "I have a terrible headache and I must lie down. Let's go."
"Coming!" he called. He kissed his daughter on the head and left. Sydney wished he would see past Shelia's act. She saw a bag on her vanity with her name on it and quickly opened it to reveal an apple pie with a note attached "Here's a goodbye gift. Shelia."
"Unbelievable," she said. "She's knows I'm highly allergic to apples!" She tossed the pie into the bag and put it outside the door.
She watched as her father and his wife drove off the campus of Fantasia. Sydney had always reminded herself in times of despair to look on the brighter side of things. At least she was away from her stepmother. She wouldn’t be forced to clean up after her or take care of her stepmother’s poodle. She laughed at the thought of her stepmother actually having to do something for a change.
She stacked a few books on the bookshelf, but put one on her nightstand. It was a collection of fairytales that her father used to read to her before bed. She cherished that book and it always stayed with her along with her journal. Sydney sat on her bed and opened up her journal, trying to figure out how to start writing, but nothing came to her. Her mind kept going back to her family. Sydney wished her mother was still alive. Things would have turned out different, but she couldn’t keep dwelling on the past. She had to focus on her future.
Sydney took out her packets on the school and started to look at her classes. “This is going to be a good year,” she stated. “No more cleaning and being under the house with that wicked witch. I can actually be a normal teenage girl.” She hoped her mother would be proud of her and the woman she was growing up to be. Sydney’s stepmother had made sure to get her to the school the earliest day they would take her, so she didn’t know if any other students would be around. Sydney decided to turn on her music up and enjoy the evening by herself.
Orientation Day
Sydney had woke up early and tried to put together someone from her closet. Back at home, her step mother often remarked that her fashion sense was horrible, but she had learned otherwise. She noticed that the weather seemed pleasant and put on a nice dress with a sweater. She hadn't done much exploring of the campus and figured she would give herself time after orientation. Grabbing her bag, she headed out the dorm.
As she made her way to orientation, she noticed refreshments set up outside. She grabbed herself a cup of coffee and headed inside to find a seat. There so many interesting students. She never was good at starting off conversations with people, so she found an empty row and took a seat.
One heart, tenderly beating Ever entreating, constantly true
Ladies of Disney → Snow White
WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
Anywhere would be lovely, but I've always wanted to go to Italy.
Grade: Junior
Status: Open
Faceclaim: Lucy Hale
↳“Someday, my prince will come.”
Background: Sydney “Snow” White was always told that she was blessed with such good looks, but instead it appeared that the dark-haired beauty had more of a curse than a blessing. Snow lived in an upper middle class home with only her loving father since the death of her mother during childbirth. But that was until her father decided to marry a beautiful yet vain woman who was extremely jealous of young Snow’s looks. Snow’s new stepmother was so jealous of her that she would constantly attempt to get rid of the girl for good to satisfy her jealousy or humiliate Snow by making her doing shameful things. Snow is afraid to tell her father about her stepmother’s actions because she does not think that he will believe her, so she continues to keep quiet about it. Snow was sent to the academy by her stepmother as another attempt to get rid of her.
Personality: Despite the horrible abuse her stepmother gives her, Snow would always look at the brightside. With a positive outlook on life and a kind heart, she never lets anything rain on her parade. However her optimism sometimes makes her look like nothing more but a naïve child who sees life unrealistically. This could be why she isn’t fully aware of the dangers in the world. In addition to her positivity, Snow is a very hard worker. She knows how to get the job done right and on time like the back of her hand. Snow also can be quite unspoken and rather keep her opinions to herself to avoid drama.
Dream: Snow grew up reading fairytales about beautiful princesses and dashing princes falling in love. The idea of someone coming into her life and just swoop her up in their arms and saving her day began to be something that she dreamed of happening to her one day. She would never go out with anyone because she wanted to have the “perfect fairytale love story” that seemed impossible to come true. Although that didn’t prevent Snow from dreaming about meeting her perfect person. Her perfect person who would be her gallant hero, coming to save her world.
