This is just a little thing that I wrote for school, and thought I'd post up here. What if Mandy and Ella got out? Well, pleez read and tell me wut u think.
Disclaimer-I don't own Ella Enchanted or any of the characters. Gail Carson Levine does…
At home, maybe Mandy would know what to do. Or I'd hide in the cellar, in the stable-somewhere. How could I have gone to the balls? To put Char and Kyrria in such danger!
"Mandy!" I shouted as soon as I reached the manor. A servant stared at me. I ran into the kitchen. "I've endangered Char again, and Kyrria! What can I do?"
"Pack your things," Mandy said as soon as she understood my rushed explanation.
"Where shall I go?"
"I'll come with you. We'll find work as cooks. Hurry."
"Can't you pack for us by magic?" She'd done it before. It was just small magic…
"Oh, I suppose. But hurry, Lady! We must leave quickly, before the prince comes looking for you!"
I raced to my room and tore off my ball gown. I quickly replaced it with my servant's wear, and the scrap of cloth I used in my hair. Mandy hurried in and, within seconds, both our bags were packed. I picked up my ball gown and fingered it tenderly. Then I quickly folded it and stuffed it into my bag as a souvenir.
Blowing out our candle stub, Mandy opened the only, small window and quickly climbed out. She signaled for me to follow. Clutching the carpetbag with my few belongings, I swung myself through the small opening just as footsteps stopped right outside the door.
It was Nancy. She began to say something, but stopped as she realized that I wasn't there. Underneath the window, I held my breath and clutched tight to Mandy. I could hear a commotion out in the hallway. After what seemed like ages, Nancy softly shut the door and walked away to the hall.
Mandy and I stood, and rushed through the gardens. Around the side of the manor, I spotted the prince's carriage. With one last fleeting glance, I disappeared into the night.
That was three years ago. Mandy and I travel around the country, offering our expertise as cooks along the way. The pay isn't much, but it keeps bread in our pockets.
Sometimes when I look down the streets, I spot the king's carriage. And rarely, when I'm lucky, Char is with him. I can never let myself be seen, though I want to so much! But Mandy orders me to stay hidden. I spend most of my time crouching behind a bush, willing myself to break the curse.
But if I ever manage to break the curse, in a month or in twenty years, I will find him and win him over again if he is still free, no matter what I have to do, no matter how long it takes. He will be mine again.
Until then, my only job is to cook.
Sometimes, though, I lie awake at night and think of my dear friend from finishing school. As soon as I break this curse I will find her also. And I wonder… does she still think of me, as I do her?
Well, tell me honestly. Did it suck or was it ok? Should I continue writing or not? And if it was bad tell me y, so that I may improve. Thanx. ^_^