Chapter 2.37 Miss Miserable

"Are you excited for prom?"

Prom was probably one of the last things on Belle's mind. With the whole incident to do with her mom, she hasn't really been thinking about school social events, like prom.

Her cousin Elvie however was all for it.

"Has Axel asked you yet? What are you going to wear? We have to pick out dresses together. We should invite your sister too, it is a whole school prom." Elvie spurted out all the questions before Belle even had the chance to process them.

"He has but I don't think we should go he's busy worrying over applying for this music scholarship and I think that's more important than going to some silly school social event. I don't know what I'm going to wear, I doubt I'm even going." She sighed, while making sure her locker was definitely shut. "You can invite Melody if you want, but I won't be there."

Elvie groaned. "You're being boring. Scholarship or not, you have to go. You don't want to be that lame couple that's too busy for prom, and we have to pick out dresses together." She frowned. "It's the law. You have to pick out dresses with your sisters."

"You're not my sister though, you're my cousin." Belle raised an eyebrow, laughing a little. "Melody's my sister though, in case you forgot what a sister was." She clarified, teasing her cousin.

"Exactly! Imagine how disappointed she would be if she had to pick a dress out by herself." Elvie pouted.

"So, if I wasn't there, you wouldn't be there?" Belle asked, confused.

"No, I would be. It would just be much more fun if you were there too. I don't speak to Melody much so imagine how awkward it would be just me and her. Please can you try them on with us?"

Belle frowned. "There wouldn't be much point. Even if I did want to go trying on dresses, I wouldn't go spending tons on a dress that I'll only wear once." 

"Please come with?" Elvie pouted. "It won't be the same without you."

"I'm sure you'll-" Belle was interrupted by her cousin

"Pleeeaaaaasssseee?" Elvie dragged out the word, then quickly added "I'm going to do that until you agree to come." And she then repeated the 'please' but dragging it out even longer, which Belle didn't think was possible.

Belle let out a heavy sigh. "Fine. but I have the right to remain miserable if I want to." She half smiled.

Elvie grinned, "Trust me, Miss Miserable, you'll find it fun. Make sure your sister comes along too. I don't want her to feel left out."

"I'll make sure to invite Melody, don't worry. Where are we even going to go to get them? There are tons of stores and they all have basically the same dresses."

Elvie grinned still, reminding Belle of the Cheshire Cat "Trust me, I know the perfect place. Just make sure both of you and your credit cards show up, and don't make your sister as miserable as you, okay?"

"Prom?" Melody asked, frowning. "I thought it was only for you older kids." She mused, looking up at the ceiling instead of looking at her sister.

"Yep, prom. Elvira wanted to ask if you wanted to try dresses on with us." Belle smiled, honestly not wanting to go. She hated trying on dresses and shopping. 

Melody scoffed, thinking it would be funny to see how uncomfortable Belle would be there. "Sure, I'll go. Only to see you suffer though." She grinned, turning to face her older sister now.

Belle glared. "I'll tell Elvie that you want to come. I think she was on about going to a store after closing time so it's all ours. Apparently Aunt Rosie knows someone." She shrugged.

Apparently, Aunt Rosie did know someone, as the store was fully empty when they went in, as if the whole place was hired out for them with all of the dresses specifically for prom in the dressing room area.

"You can't not be excited Belle." Elvie grinned, and to Belle's surprise, even Melody had turned against her and was getting excited for prom and playing dress up. "I'm going first by the way. Oldest first." She decided.

"I'm second." Melody called.

Elvie went in first after picking out the dress she liked, so it was just Melody and Belle left to talk. Belle noticed that her sister looked a little down, so she asked. "Is everything alright Mel?"

Melody sighed slightly, before nodding, "Yeah, I guess, It's just all the stuff with mom, and what the fake her said," She murmured.

"The fake her was a bitch. You know that, right? No matter what she said, she was just trying to upset you." Belle tried to make her little sister feel at least a little bit better.

"I guess." Melody put on a smile, but that didn't really change the way she felt about herself,

"What do you think?" Elvie grinned, coming out of the changing room. She spun around, showing off all of the dress,

"I like it." Melody grinned back. "Have you got anyone to take you?" She asked, mostly out of interest.

Elvie shook her head, but still in a confident manor. "Nope. I'm going to dance with as many guys as I can." and she grinned while helping Melody up. "Your turn, and stay in your dress. We have pictures to take." She grinned.

"Are you going to be a little less miserable now? Your sister's having fun and I'm having fun." Elvie smiled. 

"I'm not being miserable, I'm being skeptical." Belle shrugged. "I still doubt there's going to be a dress that I will literally fall in love with." She looked over at her cousin.

"I know it seems silly, but you only go to prom once, remember?" She smiled, "You can get married and divorced as many times as you wish, only once will you go to prom."

Belle smiled in return, "I guess you're right."

Melody stepped out in her dress, a little uncertain. "What do you think? Is it alright?" She frowned.

"It looks perfect, Mel. Trust me. The colour really suits you." Elvie smiled at her, then her attention turned to Belle. "Before you go in, Miss Miserable, I want to ask you a couple of questions. It can be payment for being boring."

"Oh God." Belle muttered underneath her breath, knowing how her cousin could be. "Not about prom and whether or not I want to go, and please not about what I'm going to do when I leave high school." She had enough of the last question. She didn't know, and she was rather sure she would never know.

"Are you and Axel going to 'do it' after prom?" She asked outright, "You've been dating for ages." She looked over at her.

Belle looked at her cousin with wide eyes. "I-I don't think Melody particularly wants to hear about whether or not I'll have sex."

"I'd kinda like to know." Melody added, half smiling. "I kinda think you will, after all, you did kiss him the first day you met him." She raised an eyebrow.
Belle frowned. "How do you know that? You were still a baby then. Surely you can't have that good of a memory."
Melody shrugged, "You told me once I think. So, are you?" She asked

Belle sighed slightly. "I don't know. I've been kinda thinking about it, but not all too much. I know that with colleges and work, the odds are against us, so... I don't know. He is really special to me, and I honestly think I'm leaning more towards yes rather than no,"

Both Melody and Elvie gasped at the same time, and Belle went into the changing room before her cousin and sister could question her more. Belle really didn't feel like discussing sex, specifically her having sex for the first time, in detail.

Belle found herself actually liking trying on the dress. She liked the way it looked on her, and she couldn't help but feel pretty in it. There were even matching shoes with each dress which was useful as it cut down another need for shopping

And she had to admit, taking all the silly photos was rather fun. Maybe she was being a little bit of a fun killer before (not like she would ever admit that to her cousin of course.) It wasn't like she was about to go nuts over prom like how her cousin was, but she did want it to be memorable and she was rather excited for prom.

Ashton liked hanging out with Faye. She was nice and even though he had to read a lot whenever he came over to see her, he liked it. He knew it made her happy as well whenever he came over, probably because she got lonely living on her own, something he never really understood.
"I know you don't like your mom, but why don't you live with your dad?" He asked, rather carefully though. He didn't want to upset her, just in case.

She tilted her head slightly, and she handed him her notebook which read "Didn't I tell you before? I don't have one."
He furrowed his eyebrows, reading and then rereading the note. He looked at her, confused. "What do you mean by you don't have one? Do you mean that you can't remember him?" He asked. "I can't really remember mine either." He shrugged.
Faye shook her head again and wrote "No, I mean that I don't have one. I'm technically a clone."

"A clone?" He asked. confused. "I thought those didn't exist..." He trailed off.

Faye sighed, and wrote. "They don't. There was a time when they were experimenting with it, and my mother wanted a biological relative younger than her so that if she ever died, her magic wouldn't just fade away. So, she went to this scientist guy, and I was made from the same DNA as her. We have different eye and wing colours because of a slight genetic mutation as cloning was and still is no where near perfect. I was the only truly successful one made, most of the other experiments died or were mutated so horrifically they had to be killed."

Her little story just confused him more, and it brought up more questions. "How do you know you were a clone? And what do you mean about her magic?" He asked.

"My mom was never really good at bedtime stories." She wrote down in her notebook, and turned a page when he asked about magic. "Fairy magic isn't like witch magic. A witch's magic disappears when the witch dies. Their magic is theirs. However, fairies are different. The next fairy in line has a choice. To either accept the magic or pass it on. If the pass it on then all their spells that can be reversed are reversed. If it is accepted, their magic goes on to the next person in their family, often split between the children than want it." She explained, and shook her hand slightly. She really wanted her voice back, all this writing hurt her hand.

"Are all of them reversible?" He asked, then frowned slightly. "Sorry." He felt bad making her write so much.

"It's alright." She smiled slightly at him as she continued to write. "It depends on the spell and if it was direct or not. Say for example, there was this mortal who was turned into a witch a long time ago. When the fairy that did that to her died, her's didn't get reversed as the fairy made the potion, and she didn't give the witch her powers herself so that witch would still have her powers and so that spell wasn't direct. The spell my mother cast on me to get rid of my voice was direct. She cast the spell on me, and therefore when she's gone, so will the spell and I'll have my voice back." She explained, and she smiled slightly at him.

"Your mom made you lose your voice?" He asked. He knew she was kind of a bitch, but he didn't think she was that bad.

"More like she took it." Faye wrote down, clarifying. "Writing and speaking of mothers, now you know I'm not mad or anything, I still know where my mother is keeping your mom." She looked up at him, and she saw that a little metaphorical light came on in the back of his mind.
"That's right, you do know where she is."

It was a little later when Belle and Melody came back home from shopping, and they went from laughing and giggling to being serious when they came inside. Both of the girls could tell that there was something serious going on.
Belle narrowed her eyes at the blonde fairy, noticing she looked a lot like the evil one. "Who's that?" She glared.
Ashton spoke up as he was standing next to Faye. "This is Faye. She knows where mom is."

Chapter 2.36 Identity Uncovered

Chapter 2.38 Endgame Tactics

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AN: That's a rather mean cliffhanger, I know. I aim to have next chapter up before 2015 however, so y'know. Won't be that long of a wait.
I've never been to prom before, my first prom is next summer (Summer 2016) and we have two over here. A Y11 one and a Y13 one.
I hope all that fairy and magic stuff made sense, if not what Faye was trying to say was that fairy magic is passed on when a fairy dies to that fairy's children. The dead fairy's kids can chose whether they want to keep it or pass it on. If there's one, and they chose to pass it on, then all spells get reversed, as if that fairy never had their magic. If they keep it, that fairy gets as much power as the dead fairy plus their own. Say if there's two kids, and one says "no, I don't want it" but the other says "I'll have it, I want it" all the power goes to that single fairy who wanted it. (But Faye's an only child so the choice is completely hers.). However, if the spell isn't direct, it can't fully be reversed. 

On another note, it's snowy outside and it's rather deep so fingers crossed it stays/deepens until next week so no school. First snow in about two years and it's in the holidays *sigh* well, at least I don't really need to go anywhere.

Also, final note, I've recently hit 10000 pageviews, and me being the generous person I am, have given away these gifts. They can also work as belated Xmas gifts too, so yay! I am just too kind, aren't I? ;)

I lied, very final note, I shamefully love that selfie picture (♪But first, lemme take a selfie ♪)