Tell it to my heart

You flopped the invitations forwards to show them. “I…I am having a tea party…” You began. “Sure you are loony.” Robbie said to Luis. Perhaps trying to be subtle about it, but you could still hear him. Luis nudged him hard with a soft glare. Luis clasped his hands together, clearing his throat softly to let you know he was listening.

“I…I…” Your gaze remained on Robbie. Unable to shake his words off. “I have invitations…” You continued, completely off guard. Luis and Robbie glanced up from your invitations to each other. Robbie pulled a face, scratching the back of his head. “Y/n I…” Luis chuckled out breathlessly.

Luis stumbled a bit back when Robbie pulled at his vest. Taking him apart for a small discussion. “Please don’t tell me you are going to accept?” Robbie lowered his voice. “N…no I was…thinking about how to gently decline her.” Luis answered with a clearance of his throat. Robbie sighed relieved with a hand by his chest.

Both spun back around to you with a tight smile. Lowering your gaze, you weren’t an idiot. Pulling the invitations back to your chest. “I’m sorry for bothering you.” Saying on your leave. Luis clasped his fingers inwards, swallowing back. Exhaling softly with a bit of pity. Robbie nudged him, motioning with his head further. 

Nearing the picnic tables, you spotted Red and Chloe. Taking a deep breath, you went for attempt number two. Puffing up your chest with courage. “Hi.” You let out with a smile. Chloe and Red’s conversation came to a fading end. Eyes drawn to you. “I was wondering if you were interested in a tea party?” You offered, placing the invitations on the table.

“Yours?” Chloe responded with a slightly pulled up nose. You hummed loud. “There will be cakes, macrons and tea of course.” Laughing a bit silly. Chloe and Red shared a glance. “Y/n that sounds…” Red began. Some VK kids passed behind them. “Loony!” They mocked out with a snicker. 

Chloe swallowed firm, pushing the invitation back to you. “I’m busy.” She let out, moving her hands under the table. “But…but you don’t even know the date?” You answered with slight confusion. “I just know I’m busy.” Chloe pressed on with a scoff. Glancing over her shoulders if anyone was near.

“Sorry Y/n.” Red spoke, moving her hands back. Both of them got up, taking their leave. Sighing loud, your shoulders slouched forwards. You knew the effect the nickname had on you. No one wanted to be associated with you. You couldn’t blame them. For who wanted to be friends with a girl who couldn’t stop chasing fantasies. 

Collecting them once more, your lip trembled. Trying hard not to cry. Passing by a bin, you paused. Jaw tensed. Dropping them furiously down. Tossing them away, for what good were they. Taking a moment to look around, no one seemed to care.

Not even care if tears were rolling down your cheeks. Wiping your cheeks aggressively, you took a run for it. Running into the school building to your dorm. Slamming the door firm behind you. Laying down on your back. Staring up to the ceiling. Clicking your shoes together with a deep sigh. Tears rolling down the side. 

Closing your eyes slowly, shuddering out a breath. Thinking back to a happier moment. To when you were little. Dancing with your mother in the gardens. Hands clasped together, pulling left and right, shoulders swinging. Hips swinging along, each taking a turn. Your laughter pure and innocent.

Opening your eyes once more, a flood of tears rolled down your cheeks. Sniffling loud, you pushed yourself up by your elbows. Pulling open a drawer. Pen rolling to the front. Snatching paper and pen, you flopped it down on your desk. Sniffling, wiping your eyes dry for a clear vision. Pen scribbling over paper. Writing a letter to your mother. 

Max exhaled deep, slapping the invitation against his fingers. Nibbling on his cheek thoughtfully. “Oh, party!” Félix called out, coming to sit beside him. Ready to take the invitation from him. “It’s Y/n’s tea party.” Max answered. Félix made a face, slowly retrieving his hand. Wiping it over his shirt as if having touched something bad.

Max scoffed loud. “Will you stop that!” The tone in his voice argumentative. Félix shot his hands up in defense. “Didn’t know you’d be so sensitive about it.” Félix responded, moving his knees away. Max scoffed again, getting up. “Can you for once not be such a villain about it?” Raising his eyebrow in a scowl. 

Félix puffed loud, getting up as well. “Oh did I strike a nerve, Hatter?” Waving his hands mockingly. Max’s chest puffed up, coming nose to nose with him. “Boys! Boys!” Hazel jumped in between. Moving them apart with her hands. “Félix needs to have respect!” Max forced out with a mocking glare at him.

“Max just wants to ruin his reputation with his loony girlfriend!” Félix shouted back, pushing against Hazel’s hand that held him back. “She’s not my girlfriend!” Max let out. “Yeah, you keep telling yourself that!” Félix pushed further. Hazel had to shove herself firmer against Max’s chest. Nearly using her entire body to hold him back. “Smee’s!” Hazel called out. Squeaky and Squirmy shot up, saluting at her. 

Then they each jumped in between Félix and Max, forcing them to keep their distance. “She’s mad!” Félix shouted at him. Hazel hummed loud, shaking her hand to Félix that it was not cool. “She’s not mad!” Max yelled back, shoving Squeaky to the ground. “Whoah, whoah, guys!” Hazel stepped in, keeping Max at a distance with her back.

“You don’t even know her! You don’t even try to get to know her!” Gesturing agitated. A fury swirling inside him. Félix puffed loud. Max swung his arm back, shoving Hazel’s grip from him. He scoffed loud at his friends. Shaking his head, he walked off. “Was that truly necessary?” Hazel questioned. Félix clicked his tongue, waving his hand down. 

You stood by the tube leading to Wonderland. Letter in your grip. Taking a deep breath, you brought the letter to your lips. Giving it a soft kiss. “Bring this to mother.” Sending the letter off with those words. Letting it drop into the tube. “Y/n!” You heard loudly behind you. Startling you, you jumped out of your skin.

Looking over your shoulder, you saw Max run over to you. Panting loudly when he came to a quick stop before you. Plucking your hand from by your waist. Pulling you away from the tube. “You weren’t leaving, were you?” Trying to catch his breath. Softly you shook your head. Max exhaled relieved. 

Trying to form a reassuring smile for him. “Look about your party…” He began. Rubbing his fingers over your hand. You already turned your head in disappointment. Not ready to hear another let down. “I’m working on it.” Curling up a smile, trying to ease your worries away. Swallowing hard, you moved your hand away.

“You…you don’t have to…” Not wanting him to go such lengths just for you. You didn’t want to be the cause of any bridges between his friends or his reputation at school. He tilted his head with a cheeky smile. “That’s why I don’t need your approval.” Casting a wink your way. 

The school bell rang in the distance. Max dropped down in a dramatic bow. “Shall I accompany you to class?” Offering you his arm. You gave him a playful shove. “You just don’t want me to run off.” Saying with a little tease. “I’ve got my running shoes on Y/n.” Stretching his arms, causing you to snicker. Kicking his knees up with soft huffs. “Try your best.” Saying charmingly your way with fluttering eyelashes. 

You smiled for a brief moment. Curiosity sparking through your body with peaked interest. Feet itching to take on the thrill chase with him. Yet, you deafened the feeling down. Suppressing it till it was completely snuffed out. "Let's just get to class." You spoke, getting in motion. Max's brows knitted together with confusion.

"Not...not even a little detour?" Suggesting. Finding your behavior a bit odd. Normally you wouldn't miss the opportunity to go exploring between classes. Discovering something new each day in Auradon. That is how you found the enclaved spot in the gardens. An archway of trees creating the opening. Where you had found a place for your tea parties or to disappear from the rest. 

Max jogged after you, falling in step with you. "You don't have to walk me to class." You stated when he didn't seem to leave your side. "I know, but we are heading in the same direction anyways." Chuckling softly. Swallowing nervously, you moved slightly to the side to create a rift. The urge to not have him associate with you rooted deep. Walking into the building to class, you immediately parted ways with him. Seating yourself down. Avoiding the few glances that got casted your way. 

Certainly the pitiful eyes of Luis. A nudge from Robbie, made him look away. After class you dropped your books at your locker. Going to the next class in silence. The day passing by in a blur. The following day, you found a letter on your nightstand. A blue envelope hinted with the smell of roses.

Staring at the letter for a moment, you weren't sure whether to open it right away or not. Exhaling deep, you took it, hiding it in your basket. Leaving your dorm to head towards the gardens. Knowing you would be putting it up for show, but you felt pity for the cakes and macrons that would just go to waste. 

Arriving at the place, you set your basket down. Taking out cups of tea, placing them around at every stool. Adding the fine china teapot with a curly snout. An inheritance from your mother. Filling the round dessert trays with macrons in all colours and flavours. Plates with pieces of cut off cake. Vanilla, chocolate and a combination of both. With a deep sigh, you came to sit at the head of the table. Hands folded together. Waiting for company. After a while, you became distracted. Admiring the passing clouds. 

Trying to recognize shapes in them. When that became dull, you clapped your hands together with boredom. Humming loud. "Mother always said believing in six impossible things before breakfast would help." Trying to recall your mother's curiosity. Tapping your chin, you thought deep.

"One... a magical potion makes you shrink." Saying quietly. "Two.. eating small cake makes you grow tall..." Your voice slightly getting louder. "Three... animals can talk..." Curling up a smile. Listing them up till you came at six. "Six...mysterious letters find a way to you." Mind going back to the blue envelope you had found earlier in your dorm. 

Leaning down over the armchair, you ducked to reach for the letter from your basket. Holding it before you. Biting your lip subtly as you had some clue, to who it might be from. With shaky hands, you opened the envelope. A knot forming in your throat at the first words.

'My dear Y/n. I was quite surprised by your letter. I wish you had come sooner to me with your concerns. I know just how uneasy new places can be. Trying to fit in when one is not. I thought Auradon would widen your world beyond Wonderland. Perhaps seeing upon it now, I might have been overhasted with that choice. I will come to Auradon tomorrow. You no longer need to stay if you wish. We'll return together to Wonderland, where we will find a new school. Where your brilliant mind won't hold you back on your chances. With all my love, your mother Alice.'

Lowering your gaze, you folded the letter. Tugging it away in your pocket. Torn between the content of the letter. Was it right to leave school? Had you made the right choice to enlighten your mother of your worries? Glancing up to the empty table, your stomach twisted together. Would anyone even care if you left? Clasping your hands around the teapot, the pot was cold. An eager bird came flying down, snatching a piece of cake from the table. 

"Hey!" You called out, chair shoved back. Swatting your hand at it. "That's mine!" Fist balded to the sky. You gasped at the hearing of screeching. More crows had dived down to snatch your untouched sweets. "No! Go away!" You cried out, slapping your hands around. Bumping against the table. In agony, you called it out. Throwing a macron at a flying crow to keep it away. "Stay away!" Shouting loud, body shaking with intensity. Dropping to your knees, you began to sob loud. 

Max pushed the Smee's forwards. "Come on!" He called out to Félix who was stalling. "Do I really have to?" Félix groaned out. "Yes!" Max let out with a huff. Félix sighed loud, dragging himself forwards. "It might be already over?" Félix pitched in. "If you didn't stall, we might have been there sooner!" Max calling out in annoyance. Annoyance that his friends stalled everything. 

That they needed so much convincing to tag along to your tea party. He practically had to promise Félix to do his homework for the next two weeks. A small sacrifice. Max's brow quirked up seeing Luis jog nervously over to them. "Not now macho boy!" Max let out, not wanting any more delay. For they were already very late.

"Max...are...are you..." Luis began, looking carefully around of his shoulder. Nearing Max with a husky voice. "Are you going to the tea party?" Speaking very carefully. Max’s brows perked up in delight. Grabbing Luis by his tie. Luis stumbles over his feet. “I…I was just…” Pointing over his shoulder, surprised he got dragged into it so quickly. “Yeah, there is no going back.” Hazel told him with a cheeky smile. 

“Y/n!” Max called out, letting go of Luis and Squirmy. Hastening himself over in a rush upon seeing you clearing the table up. “I…I’m here!” He panted out. You gave him a brief glance, continuing to put the tea cups away. “Take whatever you want.” You responded with a shrug.

Squeaky and Squirmy nearly jumped at the remaining pieces of cake. Hazel pulled them back by their ears, shaking her head with a click of her tongue that they should have manners. Max noticed everyone stood awkwardly, unsure what to do. Quickening his pace, he went to you. “I’m sorry I was a bit late, but… I brought guests.” He showed you his friends and Luis. 

You barely acknowledged them. “We…we can still have that party now?” Max offered, holding you by your arm. Moving your arm up, he dropped his grip. “The table is yours. I’ll be out of your hair anyways.” Telling him. Max blinked confused. “Y…Y/n, what do you mean?” Grabbing for your elbow, pulling you back to him.

“That you don’t have to concern yourself about me any longer.” Releasing his grip on you. Picking up your basket, you walked off. Max stared in shock. His gaze unfocused, trying to process your words. “Guess the party’s over.” Félix answered, scratching the back of his hair. 

Max grabbed a chair, shoving it to the ground in a fury. Storming off. Hazel shot Félix a glare, going after him. “Max!” She called out, running with the hook in her hand. “Go away, Hazel!” Max shouted, wanting to be alone. Hazel kept coming. Pulling him to a stop by his shoulder. “Max, talk to me.” She addressed, pleading with her friend.

Max groaned loud, brushing his hands over his face. Seating himself down on a rock. Hazel joined him. “You care for her…” She spoke. “She…I find it unfair she is being treated like that…my father is twisted, but you don’t see anyone here jab that at me.” 

Hazel draped her arm over his. “I’m sorry…” She leaned her head against his shoulder. “We haven’t been exactly nice to her.” Rubbing his arm warmly. Max sighed loud. “She’s being treated like a VK or even worse…” Max sighed again. “She doesn’t deserve it…she’s actually really fun to be around. Sure a bit distracted with curiosity but she always finds the most exquisite adventures.” Max and Hazel shared a glance.

“Let's change that than.” Hazel pitched in. Max curled up a smile, resting his hand on hers by his arm. Hazel nudged Max to return to the others. Luis’s head shot up, coming over. “Is…is Y/n alright?” Asking, rubbing his hands nervously. 

“I don’t think so…” Max breathed out. “I…I kind of feel bad for her…” Luis responded. “You should!” Max forced out with a glare. “All of you should!” Eyes lingering at Félix. Félix swallowed nervously, batting his gaze ashamed down. “I’ve had enough of it!” Max called out, referring to the teasing of you.

“If anyone has a problem with her, they have one with me.” Pointing firmly at himself. With a firm nod, he stormed off. Squeaky offered his brother a cake with a smile. Squirmy slapped the cake out of his hands, shaking his head. Hazel rolling her eyes at them. 

Max’s eyes widened upon seeing your mother walk on Auradon ground. Slapping his book shut with a thud. Heart racing with worry. “Why…why is Y/n’s mom here?” He questioned. Hazel pulled her shoulders up. Max placed his book aside, jumping up when he spotted Fairy Godmother approach your mother.

“Some…something is off.” He breathed out. Certainly when you came joining their side. Fairy Godmother gestured for Alice and you to follow her to her office. A look of pity on his face. Max tapped Hazel on her shoulder. Ushering her to follow him. Both took a run for it. Keeping their distance. 

Rushing up the stairs to Fairy Godmother’s office. Listening into the door. “I am saddened to hear you will be leaving us, Y/n.” Fairy Godmother spoke. “I want my daughter to find a place where she will fit in. We thought that would be Auradon, but perhaps we have been mistaken.” Alice answered. Max moved his ear away from the door, gasping loud. “She…she’s leaving…” Blurting out in shock.

Hazel tried to shush him to not alert them they were spying on them. Defeated, he pushed his back to the wall, sliding down. “This is all your fault!” Max called out, storming off. Hazel was speechless. Moving away from the door to go after him. Knowing he didn’t reflect his anger directly to her. 

Exhaling deep, you followed your mother to the gateway to Wonderland. Suitcase in hand, ready to leave it all behind. Approaching the tube, you paused. Glancing over your shoulder to the school building. It felt bittersweet to leave it like this. “Whenever you are ready, my love.” Alice spoke, brushing her fingers through your hair. Nodding with pressed together lips, you hoped to prevent it from trembling. Alice took your suitcase, holding her hand out to you. You accepted it, walking up to the tube. “Y/n! Y/n!” 

Pausing in your track. Looking over your shoulder to…Max sprinting over. Panting loudly, nearly tripping over himself to reach you. “Y/n! Y/n!” Shouting loud. Coming to an abrupt stop near you. Panting loudly, hands on his knees to catch his breath.

“You…you can’t leave!” Letting out. Your mother perked her eyebrow up. “Max…” You began, cut off by him. “No, listen to me! I…I don’t want you to leave. I want…need you to stay.” Saying between breaths. “Hatter?” Alice said curiously. “I’m your friend Y/n! Please…don’t go back. I…we…don’t want you to.” 

You puffed loud, crossing your arms. Noticing his friends and Luis nearing behind him. You didn’t quite believe them. “Y/n…I’m sorry I let tale-tell control my actions.” Luis called out. “Me too…” Hazel added. Slapping Félix on his back, making him stumble forwards. “Yeah…me too..” Clearing his throat quickly. “Y/n…” Max stepped forwards, reaching for your hand. Carefully holding it in his.

“Please stay…I don’t have my running shoes on.” Max said, making you laugh briefly. “I mean I would follow you down that rabbit hole if it meant for me to find you.” Rubbing his thumb over your hand. “I’m your friend Y/n…” Max moved a hand to his hat. Plucking it from his head. Placing it on yours. 

In surprise you gasped that he shared his hat with yours. Something he rarely gave away. “I believe I might have been wrong.” Alice pitched in, nudging you to your elbow. “Auradon has lots to offer you.” Shoving you closer to Max. You nearly bumped against him. Smiling sheepishly back at him. “Will…will you stay?” Max questioned, tilting his head to the side. Curling up a shy smile, you nodded.

Max sighing relieved, pulling you in for a warm embrace. Your mother touched your back, before jumping down the rabbit hole. “I’ll have that hat back now.” Max opened his hand to you. “Too late, this one’s mine now.” You responded cheekily. Max curled up a smirk. “Catch me then.” Letting out before taking a run for it. Max laughed softly, coming to chase after you.

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