Mending his wound

When Belle wandered into the Drama room on Monday morning, she had a surprise. A girl she had never seen before was dancing about on the small stage, beating a tune on a tambourine. She didn’t seem to notice that someone else was in the room with her as she danced. Eventually, feeling awkward for inadvertently spying on her, Belle cleared her throat and the girl turned around.

“Oh, hi, there!” Her voice was sunny.

“Hi,” Belle replied. “Are tu new here?”

“Yeah, I arrived here yesterday with my boyfriend. I won a scholarship.”

“Well, congratulations,” Belle smiled. “I’m...

    The Ratcliff’s woke up bright and early so they could get to their new inicial as soon as they could. They were so excited to finally get to see America and actually be living there. The cachorritos were excited to be on a boat, Pongo and Perdita had to make sure none fell overboard. Patch was happy to be on a barco for the first time but at the same time sad because he knew it was the closest thing he’ll have to a real adventure, siguiente to his adventure in London. He was glad that his parents at least remembered him this time. However he still dreamed of when he’d be able...

Belle was woken por the ringing of a campana somewhere close by. “Oh!” groaned Meg, sitting up and stretching. “Of all the rooms to get and we had to get the one right por the school campana 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...