It had been a few days since Ariel had left John couldn't believe how he had left things between them she must have had a reason why she didn't tell him either way he shouldn't have dicho the things he did he realized that now all he wanted was her to back with him he wouldn't let anything become between them ever again seguro in his arms and he wondered if she was missing him as much as he was missing her. And she was she couldn't stop thinking about him ever since she had come inicial she locked herself in her room from sunset to sunrise she didn't want anything to do with...
"After that we will blah blah blah. We know. We know. She just asked what mountains they were." Interrupted Jim who was reclining next to Milo. Milo opened his mouth to say something but decided not to.
cenicienta looked out at the mountains that the carriage passed by. "What mountains are these?" She asked not taking her eyes off the white peaks.
Milo looked up from his book and out at the mountains. "Um, I think that is the white mountains of Duahra. The mark the end of Duahra and the beginning of the Broenbae. Soon they will turn into the black mountains of Broenbae. After that-"
"After that we will blah blah blah. We know. We know. She just asked what mountains they were." Interrupted Jim who was reclining siguiente to Milo. Milo opened his mouth to say something but decided not to. He hung...
In one of the small changing rooms of the Agrabah Palace, jazmín pressed down the purple outfit she had chosen from the rack. Oh, yes, she decided, this was definitely the one.
“Honey, that is divine!” she heard Jeannie’s voice say from another cubicle. Stepping out from her own, she wondered what exactly Jeannie had found for Belle to wear. It would be something good, of course it would, but she was tingling to find out what.
She was about to leave the changing rooms and mostrar Meg and Snow White her outfit when she heard the sound of another curtain being pulled back and Jeannie grinned...
Ariel was so fascinated there were so many human objects that she'd never seen before there was this one that was round like a sand dollar and had this sharp pointy thing it was called a compass but this other object was so peculiar tu could see your reflection and tu wear it on parte superior, arriba of your head it was one of the most fascinating things she had ever seen. "It's called a helmet" dicho John, "A casco what's it used for?" Ariel asked, "Well its used to protect your head when your in battle", "Oh well how do I look?", "Like a soldier tu have the most beautiful name Ariel",...
A lot was happening in disney High, it seemed, Belle reflected. The Summer concierto was coming up; before that would be a school dance. And today it was the día they went on their Historical Field Trip.
“I can’t wait!” gushed Rapunzel as they all lined up to get on the bus. “A real castle!”
“Chill, blondie!” laughed Flynn. “It’s just a ruined building with a history behind it.”
“Oh, come on, Flynn!” she said, tugging at his sleeve. “You know I don’t get out much when I’m at home. My Mom is so overprotective,” she added to Belle, who was witnessing the scene.
It was the día of the auditions. Belle was nervous but something inside her told her that she could do it. Maybe it was the knowledge that Adam would be playing for her. Maybe.
Her corazón raced with the excitement as she pulled on her dress and pressed down her bodice. She wondered if there was anything she could do for luck. Meg was wearing her lucky dress, she said, although it looked exactly the same as the ten thousand others hanging in her wardrobe. Snow White was wearing her lucky red hair ribbon. jazmín was wearing her lucky earrings. Belle picked up her copy of Phantom. It was one of...
Megara walked into the room. She could see that Ariel was busy on the phone most likely chatting to her new found lover, Jim. Megara didn't like Jim, not one bit. She felt he wasn't treating her best friend right and he is known to be a bit of a player. tu should've seen the last girl he dated, Rapunzel. He broke up with her two weeks later because she was too outgoing. As for the other four, who knew why.
Megara sat down on Aurora's bed, twirling her hair nervously. "Megsie..." started Ariel as she put down the phone. "Yes Ari?" "What's wrong?" Megara hesitated; she didn't want Ariel to know...
After Belle and Adam had left the office, Mr Ratcliffe sighed and rubbed his temples. Poor Miss French, he thought; she’s not been here that long and this happens. And poor Miss paloma too. Mr Frollo must be some kind of monster, he decided, to try and corrupt young schoolgirls like this.
“Is something wrong, Mr Ratcliffe?”
He looked up to see Cinderella, coming in to empty the bin. “I’ve just been told that Mr Frollo has been sexually abusing two young girls here; o trying to, at least.”
Cinderella gasped. “Oh, my! I never thought he’d try it on with school girls too!”
Belle felt nervous as she pushed open the door marked Pool. She didn’t know whether tu were allowed in the pool area fully dressed, but then she spotted Meg a little way away, reclining on a white plastic sun-lounger as the boys splashed around like mad fools. Well, almost all the boys.
“Yeeha!” crowed Hercules, mostrando off his prowess por wrestling with one of the giant inflatable dinghies. John laughed as he was splashed and then laughed even harder seeing aladdín with his hair all over his face.
“What?” aladdín grunted.
“You!” John splashed him. “You look like such a nerd!”...
"Plenty of other girls in other schools do this for better grades."
“Miss French, may I have a word, please?”
Belle looked up in surprise. She had been in disney High for about a week and she was beginning to get used to everything here. She had spent her first enjoyable evening at the Book Club meeting and it had been wonderful. Rapunzel, Hercules, Linguini, Ariel and John made very interesting lectura and debating companions, although Belle couldn’t help wonder if Ariel, who didn’t seem to have paid much attention to 1984, had another motive for attending the club. At any rate, it had been great to be in a place where others shared her deep passion...
As their ship sailed to the New World far beneath the ocean waves not known to the world above was the of merpeople ruled por King Triton the only child of the Greek God Poseidon long hace he he took over his father's duties of controlling the seas and built a city of his own called Atlantica. After loosing his wife Athena years hace he took every precaution to make sure his people never had contact with humans again especially his seven daughter they were all he had left of his beloved wife especially one in particular his youngest daughter Ariel not only did she look...
Belle turned to see the girl with the very, very, very long blonde hair hurrying towards her. She had it all bundled up and was carrying it in her hands, on parte superior, arriba of all her school supplies. She had a pencil stuck behind her ear, Belle noticed. Behind her trailed the girl with wild red hair.
“Hey!” the blonde girl beamed. “It’s Belle, right?”
The girl stuck out a hand and shook Belle’s vigorously. “I’m Rapunzel but most people call me Punz o Punzy. I just heard you’re joining the Book Club?”
"Red, I feel my soul on fire! Black, my world if you're not there!"
“Red, the blood of angry men! Black, the dark of ages past! Red, a world about to dawn! Black, the night that ends at last!”
Belle heard the cheers of the students all around the town as Enjolras and his friends, Marius and Grantaire, along with young streetwise urchin Gavroche, beckoned them to registrarse in their crusade. They were mainly men; very few there were women. Belle wanted to registrarse them más than anything, but her family were adamant that she could not.
“No, Belle,” growled Maurice, her father, when she had protested. “We will have nothing to do with those revolutionaries! It’ll...
The banquet was a complete success, for Lady Maleficent seemed completely satisfied with the whole meal and the chariot race only served to delight her further. All the while, Moses made flirtatious jokes with Tzipporah, whom, for once, responded to him, although Ariel couldn’t tell whether it was genuine o whether she was simply being polite. As to the young slave Jasmine, well, her whole demeanour seemed sad. Ariel wondered why. Was it because she was a slave, for she had seen so many slaves torn from their homeland cry before, o was there some other reason for it. Whatever the case,...
“I would never keep anything from you, Ramses; you know that!"
Ariel looked up at her husband, who was tacking up his horses, ready for a chariot practise. There was to be a great race that week in honour of a visiting noblewoman, Lady Maleficent, and Ramses and Moses were about to practise por having a short race of their own. Ariel frowned, losing the sunny glow that had been about her all week. “What do tu mean, what? I don’t know what tu mean.”
“You’ve been strangely happy lately,” Ramses told her, grinning. “Like you’re hiding something.”
Ariel awoke early the siguiente morning; exhausted but happy. The sunlight wafted in through the open window, warming the room and bathing it in a golden glow. She felt as though she might be glowing herself as she remembered everything that had happened the night before; her marriage to Ramses.
“Good morning, my princess.”
She hadn’t realised that he was awake, but he was, and smiling at her, like any man in love. She smiled back, warmly. “Good morning.” Her corazón leapt at remembering she was now awake and had to get up and dressed. “Oh, por Ra! I’ve got to get up and attend to your...