Kaden Radcliffe's diary

orientation
“There’s always a chance to try new things out.”

That’s what my mother (not to be confused with my mom because I have two moms) had said to me before I was on my way to Ever After High, the school of which I would be attending for the next several years. It’s a school for fairy tales and destined fairy tales, and while I have no relations to any fairy tales as far as I know, I was chosen to become the next successor of Karen from the Red Shoes.

At first it felt like a joke, because a letter from Ever After High had appeared all of a sudden and it talked about how I was chosen for the role. My mom was quite confused too, but also seemed happy that I was being offered a chance to attend a prestigious high school with no pay necessary. My mother, when she heard about this news, seemed doubtful because I suppose she never really saw me as a fairy tale-kind of person? Nevertheless, they both seemed proud that I was able to be able to attend Ever After High. Of course, I had to try and think for myself..

From the research I was able to do on the fairy tale itself, I was… a bit shocked? at what my story would entail. I wasn’t sure whether or not I hated the story or… I actually don’t know what other feelings I have on the story actually. I know for a fact that I am completely incapable of dancing and I have doubts on the whole religious aspect on the story as a whole -- but perhaps that’s something I shouldn’t really get to right now. Still, the whole thing seems bizarre to me and like a weird dream, although I’ve pinched myself several times and it is not a dream.

My parents have said that they’ll miss me a lot and that they hope I’m able to be home for the holidays and such because as a student of Ever After High, I’ll have to stay at the dormitories and room with someone. This fact put me off slightly because

1) I had no idea who would be rooming with me.

2) I’m not used to sleeping with presumably a stranger in the same room.

and

3) I’m really going to miss my parents. Like, I’m going to miss them a lot.

The good thing was that I wasn’t rooming with a stranger. In fact, my roommate was my best friend -- Everett Horn!

He and I have been friends for a while -- we’ve known each other since nursery rhyme school and our families are quite familiar with each other too, so this all seem to work out quite nicely. To be honest, I didn’t actually know that Everett would be attending the school with me. I remember actually talking to him about the letter and stuff and he didn’t bring up anything about his letter (if that’s what he got that is…). Everett told me that his destined fairy tale was the Singing Horn, a story I wasn’t very familiar with. He summarized it as a “weird fairy tale with three brothers” and then didn’t say anything else, besides his destined role being the youngest brother (“He seems like a cool dude,” Everett said about his role proudly). Either way, it was good attending the school and knowing my best friend was here with me.

Anyways...

My mother had told me that I should write journal entries while I was at Ever After High as a way to keep my sanity. I suppose I could trust her word as she is a writer after all, though I’ve never been the best at dedicating my time to a journal or whatever. I’ll just see how this whole thing pans out, I guess.

Uh, I guess I’ll just end this journal entry here? I don’t think I actually said “dear journal/diary” at the beginning either, oops.