Thursday, January 17, 2008

Fiction by Teens


The Froggy Prince continued...

by Alexa Schnee
Alexa is sixteen year old homeshooled, aspiring author. She participates in tap dance and plays the violin (though badly). She loves hanging out with her animals and reading books that make her laugh.

Installment One here



“Oh, it’s very simple,” the frog said softly. “I want to come and live with you. I want to eat with you, be with you and be treated like a prince.”

Amelia was horrified. What would her boyfriend, Prince Charming, say when he found out that she had a frog living in her palace? What would the other princesses from the Academy say? That the Valedictorian had lost her marbles? Still, she really needed her basketball if she was going to practice for the big game. She knew her parents, the king and queen, would never think about getting her another one. Maybe she could keep the frog hidden from her friends, and then no one would have to know!

“Alright, frog, you have a deal,” she said holding out her hand hesitantly. She took his webbed hand in hers, sealing the deal.

Then suddenly, the frog dove into the well, creating a small ripple of water. She watched as the frog’s head popped out of the water, and how he situated is back legs to push the ball out of the water.

“Fire in the hole!” The frog cried with his croakish voice, and suddenly, the ball went flying out of the well like a cannonball out of a canon! It flew higher and higher and higher, until it slowly drifted down and landed at a thud at Amelia’s feet with a PLUNK! She picked it up and placed it under her arm. Hiking up her very large dress she took off in a very brisk run towards her castle.

“Wait!” The frog cried, again jumping on to the ridge of the stone well. “I can’t keep up with you!” Still dripping wet and wishing he had paid more attention in gym class in high school, the frog began to hop as fast as his little legs could after Amelia.

Amelia reached the doors of the castle far before the frog. In fact, she wouldn’t have been surprised if the little fellow had given up and gone back to the well to freeload off of some other princesses. Now she was safe. He wouldn’t follow her all of this way, would he?

Opening the castle doors, Amelia could see her father, the king, looking over some of his notebooks at the big long table they used for dinner events.

Now, here’s a little know fact about the king. He was a brilliant man, who believed he was much more suited to be a reporter for the Fairyland Times. In fact, when he had just gotten out of college he had gotten a job writing for the Weekly Neverland, a tabloid newspaper.

Unfortunately, the most important articles he had written were the titles; “Beauty Weds Beast” and “Grandma is a Wolf.” Once his father had died, he took over the family business and pushed his dreams of writing aside.

“Hello, Daddy,” Amelia said, setting her basketball down in an empty chair and kissing her father on the cheek.

“Amelia!” The king exclaimed through his long, white beard. “I didn’t even see you come in! What have you been doing today?”

Amelia shrugged her shoulders. There was no reason to mention the frog. It had been a great day, why ruin it with mentioning something bad and warty?

“Here’s a letter for you,” the king said handing her a neatly sealed envelope. It was sealed with elegance, something worthy of even the richest princess. Amelia tore it open, anticipation gnawing at her heart.

“Princesston? I got into Princesston?” Amelia began to do a little dance around the table. Princesston was the finest university for girls in the kingdom! And Amelia was accepted! She could just imagine enough basketball to make her sick, beautiful campuses, and an opportunity to become a queen if she worked hard at her studies.

“How about we have a family dinner tonight?” The king asked. “This is a special occasion.”
Amelia kissed her father on the cheek again and grabbed her basketball.

“Thanks Daddy, I’m going to go pick out something to wear.” And with that Amelia ran up the stairs as quickly as possible.

Now, I’ve bet you’ve noticed by now just how spoiled Amelia is. She has this beautiful castle, a loving family, a princess-ship, and the opportunity to go to the best college in the land. Yet, she always wants more. She isn’t happy with being a princess; she wants to be a queen. She doesn’t want to just play basketball; she wants to be a professional player. She doesn’t want a frog, she wants Prince Charming. Have you ever heard the expression, “to have your cake and eat it too”? That is what Amelia believed her life should be like. As such, pardon the expression, she wanted to have her cake and eat it too. But you seem to know this story as well, an unexpected visitor happens to change Amelia, and I think you know who this visitor is.

{End of Installment II}

1 comment:

Audra Elizabeth said...

wow! this is great.

quite funny. :]