Belle French looked around the large office room she had been brought to and gulped. This was her first time in a proper high school. She had spent most of her life in a provincial little town where the majority of her neighbours had been too poor to go to school. However, after a chance run-in with Maleficent, the Deputy Head of ডিজনি High, her father had been able to waggle a scholarship for her. Now she was here none of it seemed real.
“Ah!” Ratcliffe, the headmaster of ডিজনি High, walked into the room. “Belle French, isn’t it?”
“Yes, sir,” Belle stammered.
“No need to be...
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