The Dove and The Swan

The Dove and the Swan is the story of Dove Swanhilde and Duchess Swan.

Chapter one: Dove
Dove Swanhilde stirred in her bed and threw her pillow over her head. She was not ready to wake up. The suddenly: "''THIS DREAM'S NOT SOMETHING TO WISH FOR, THIS DREAM'S NOT SOMETHING TO HOPE FOR..." "''ALLIE!" Dove yelled reaching up to slap her roommate's face. Alana Hubbard backtracked a few steps out of her reach. "Rise and shine Dove." Allie grinned, before putting her mirrorphone away. "I will rise, but I won't be shining." Dove commented as she stood up, getting dressed and ready for the day.

As she slipped her feet into her black flats, a silver locket caught her eye. '''Just leave it here. But you have to wear it! No you don't! Yes you do!" ''She silently argued with herself. Allie frowned. "Just put it on, you know you're going to anyway." She said playfully giving her a nudge. Dove scowled. It was bad enough she had to wear it, why did Allie have to know why?

It was a gift from her 8th birthday party, the last day she spent time with her best friend. The last day her friend was her friend. She remembered it so clearly...the smiles, the laughter, the fun. It was permanently emblazed in her memory because it was in such sharp contrast to what happened the day after.

She was lost in thought, and pacing around her room, so she wasn't paying attention when she ran smack into Allie's desk. "Ouch!" She cried, rubbing her shin. She was just glad she who must not be named wasn't here to see this.

"And you're supposed to be in a ballet?" Speak of the devil. Dove turned to see Duchess Swan standing in the doorway, a smug look on her face. "Hello Duchess." Dove ignored her tone.