Thread: Puppy Charming 101 [Isabelle x citizenanon]

Many people called her Rapunzel, due to her excessively long braid. It was nearly four feet in length! And swung behind her. For this she was labeled dirty. A second reason was that her family kept a tight lock on what their children were exposed to, teaching them only things found in the holy bible, leaving her socially awkward, and very shy. Sophie walked to school that chilly autumn morning, kicking a rock aimlessly down the side walk. Her little hands held onto the straps of her leather back pack. The sack hit her bum as she trudged along. It was a great ordeal for her to get to school, mostly out of a burning desire to stay at home, away from her new peers. But alas, her little rock hit the sign that read Wellingdon High. She frowned some what, and turned up another path leading to the building's doors. It was a one story school, spreading wide across the large campus. They were fortunate enough to have their own threatre, and field for sport activities. The double doors were rather heavy, so with a great heave, Sophie opened one and pushed forward, passing the bodies of others. Her own frame was petite, from her little feet to her delicate hands. Being only five foot would leave little evidence to having anything else but small framework! Still, this creature in particular was as dainty as a tea cup, and thrice as pretty! Her complexion was fair, as her skin was white like a glass of milk, paired up with rosey cheeks, and slight peachy undertones. Sophie was blessed with such a pretty heart-shaped face, something that could easily fit into a strong man's had. On it was a slim nose, plush pink lips, and two large ocean blue eyes. These eyes did a better job of reading words on a page, than looking at the curious world around her. She found comfort in books. The texture of a 20 pound paper versus that of an older print were all to familiar. The scent of newly pressed, and the musk of books held in dank storage places was almost---arousing. They hardly ever changed, with the exception of cover, typeface, and font size. They were always there for when she needed them, open and ready to share all of their opinions and past experiences. She loved becoming lost in the stories and escaping well... reality. And who would enjoy a reality where one was surrounded by people, but none would ever smile, or even notice her. And if they should, they scowl and taunt her? It was never something she enjoyed. Classes started, and ended, and she sulked about the halls. Lunch came, and like every other day, she wound up eating alone in the library, until a Librarian would find her out, and escort her to the hall, reinforcing the the strict No eating policy. Leaving her to wander the corridors. Since she was less than observant, Sophie didn't notice the foot which stuck out. Her little foot caught onto his, and with a great tug, she was sent swiftly down. AHHHH! She cried out in surprise, her hands jutting out in front of her to break the fall with the floor. She looked back up to a crowd of faces which surrounded the little blonde. She looked up from her thick rimmed glasses. Who had done this? Haha! Look at Rapunzel! What are you doing? Are you worshiping the floor? Can't even stand on your stupid feet. Sophie stayed quiet, looking up to the female who spoke. Suddenly another student kicked her in the shoulder! Yelping, Sophie curled up clutching her arm. The female, named Sandra, reached down, and grasped her floor length braid. With a yank, she pulled the whimpering Sophie to her feet. Rapunzel, darling, let down your haaair! She shook her fist violently, whipping Sophie's little head back and forth like a window wiper against the air. Another student chirped in, I wonder if you cut off her hair if it'll turn brown like in that stupid Disney movie. Oo! Good idea cooed Sandra. Sandra was a bit more of a promiscuous girl, and disliked the stares she received from Sophie who was actually just enchanted by her bold personality. Instantly Sophie began to cry, trying to move away from Sandra. Then a pair of anonymous hands shoved her into a locker. BANG! And all went dark. From the outside was about two feet of her braid that stuck out from the locker, and the little yellow ribbon tied to the end of it. Cassandra, another girl who was friend with both Sandra and Erica, giggled as she posed with a pair of scissors by the braid. Then snip snip snip! It fell to the floor. Eww! Its like a dead snake! The group began to take turns kicking around the silky haired braid it slowly unraveling, leaving hair on the floor. Sophie cried to herself from inside the locker. Pounding on it, P-Please! Let me out!!!