District: W72

Chapter one- part 1

I sighed, looking at myself as I brushed my cyan blue, with pumpkin orange, half up, curly pigtails, tied together with lime green ribbons. My windows were open so, you could hear the birds chirping and the Red Queen yelling the usual line.

“Madalynn, dear, are you done yet? Your brother is waiting downstairs.”

“Alright” I put my brush down and put on my shoes and waist belt then as I opened the door I looked at my mother.

“Forgetting something, my dear?” She lightly chuckled with her gorgeous long snow white hair and very pale skin. I felt a chill pass me, then something softly landed on my head, mother kindly smiled at me. “There.” I touched my head and noticed it was my hat. Mom is the daughter of the White Queen. She is much like Grandmother White; she’s kind, sweet, gorgeous, and she’s magical. Just like mine and my brothers hats.

“Thanks, Mum!” I said with a great big smile as I hugged her. “What would a Hightopp do without a hat to be mad with?”

“You are indeed your father’s daughter” She brushed my hair behind my ear a patted my back.

I grabbed her hand and hurried downstairs where my big brother Mabon was sitting, reading a book.  He sighed, putting his book down he gave me a look that said you took too long . Giggling, I ran over and jumped on him taking his hat. He is only two years older than me. I’m six, but being a person in district seventy-eight I grow slowly therefore by the age of three I was already walking perfectly, speaking perfectly, and everything else. Tonight me, my brother, and our friends are going to go camping in the dungeons of the Blood castle. Ryan, Quinnevere, and Nate live in the castle, not the dungeons. Ryan and Quinnevere are royal, son and daughter of the Blood Queen. We also call her the Queen of Hearts or the Red Queen. Nate is just the son of the Royal Herald (Messenger and kinda like the queens favorite).

“Alright, Alright. You ready? Did you get your sleeper and other needed items?” Mabon looked at me smiling as I sat on his lap. He is very handsome compared to most. Except he has my father's orioles orange colored hair. He has mother’s warm heart, adiquence, silence of thought, and beauty. He also has father’s tea adiquence, personality, and kindness of mercy. Me on the other hand I’m way more like father; I have father’s tea expertise, his heart, his brain, and personality traits, also his insanity. I’m told I have mother’s looks and kindness that’s about it though.

“Mhm” I nodded, pointing at my hat.

“Alright, let’s go then little sis.” He picked me up and placed me on the floor and picked his hat on his head gently tilting it to the left.