the school for good and evil

So, just about a week ago, I found out about the school for good and evil site, and found the quizzes, and I took the two of them and I'm 77% good, and 23% evil, and in the girl/boy quiz, 43% girl and 57% boy which is very accurate. Actually, it surprised me that the results were in percentage, and I really like that. Not everything is black and white. And it also surprised me how accurate the results were. Like, it's bull's eye! It's so accurate! I thought my results will be evil and girl, so, I was surprised for the better. Also, for some reason, I was still put in the school for girls instead of the school for boys, which I don't understand since I'm more of a boy. I don't want to be in the girl's school! It's lame! I wanna be in the school for boys! More fun. So, I thought this post could like a fun post where I write what would it be like if I was in the school for good and evil, so I will keep updating this post when I get new ideas.
Okay, so starting with my origin. My name is Shira Kanner and I'm the daughter of Rapunzel. And no, I don't have blond hair, because Rapunzel's natural hair color is brown (my hair is very long though. I reaches my knees. I've never cut it). I have black-dark brown curly hair, and hazel green eyes. I have pretty pale skin and an angular face (and I don't pluck my eyebrows because I don't care, so they're pretty...sharp. Do with that what you will). I'd say I look...decent. Though, I have found a few guys in my class stare at me, especially when I smile, so I guess I have a pretty smile (though I think it looks weird). I have a very deep voice for a girl. It's actually lower than a lot of the guys I know. I used to think it sounded like a boy's, but now I like it. I mean...it's fine🤣🤣🤣🤣 I have conflicted thoughts about it like with everything. That's just how it is for me being bigender. So anyways, I am curious, creative, intelligent, stubborn, cheerful, mischievous, empathetic (maybe a little too much), "Any progress is good progress (I know very optimistic)" is my moto (as long as it's progress in the right direction), ummm... Music is my life. I'm a very fast learner (you'd be surprised). I have visions of the future (though it's complicated. Explanations can be found in my book, "The place where all the broken things go" on Wattpad).
So first off, on the night of the kidnapping, I would wear one of my favorite princess dresses (probabaly a white one with colorful flowers), with puffed sleeves, and a skirt with a metal ring in it to keep it round, and sit on my bed in front of the window, waiting for the school master to come, since I would know I'll go to the school for good because of my sixth sense. So I'll be just staring into space when he'll get in through the window, and I will look at him with a little evil side smile. I'll say, "I've been waiting for you", and get up from the bed, brushing off the skirt of my dress. Then I'll look back up at him and say, "Let's cause some havoc", and then he would take me away for the school for good. When I'll arrive, everyone will be, "Is she good? Is she evil?", because of my appearance. I'll be like, "Hello, spoiled brats,", to the girls, then I'll look at the boys, "Self-absorbed pricks."🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I love it. They'll be like,"How dare you?", and I'll just walk past them to the school with an evil smirk on my face. "Who even are you?", they'll ask and I'll turn back to them and say, "Oh, don't you know? I'm the daughter of Rapunzel." I'll say proudly and keep on walking. "Though, it's the evil witch for you." I'll say looking back, smirking. "There is no way you're Rspunzel's daughter," they'll say. I'll just shrug my shoulders and say, "Believe what you want. I even wrote about it in my book. Oh, did I mention I have a book? Here, I'll lend it to you.". I sound so much like Sophie, I love it!!!!! I'll pull my book out of my dress pocket, and hand it to one of them then keep walking past them. "Do you always carry it on you?" Kiko would ask. I can just picture her asking that🤣🤣. "Why, of course!" I'll answer. The girl with the book will hold the book with only he thumb and forefinger in disgust, and read the title. " 'The Place Where All the Broken Things Go?' " she'll ask condescendingly, "What is it even about?". "It's about...feminism." I'd say, and a little snort would sound in my throat while I'll try not to burst out laughing, while in my head, I'm rolling on the ground laughing. I'd bite the inside of my cheeks. "Ugh. I'm not gonna waste my time reading this garbage." She'd say and drop it. They'd all murmur in agreement and walk around it, and in the corner of my eye, I'd see Johnathan (the guy I'm in love with) picking it up. My face would turn completely red, and I'd be fricking out on the inside. Why did he have to be the one to pick it up?! I'd think. Oh, god. All the things I've written in there... I'd think, turning redder. I'd shake my head to shake it off. "You're loss," I'd say and shrug. You're gonna need it, I'd think, smirking evilly. This is gonna be fun, I'd think, and if this was a movie, I'd walk into the camera after thinking that, where you could only see from my mouth down, the screen darkening. So, when I'll go to the school for good, I'll go talk to the school master, first and foremost. And I know you can't exactly go and meet up with him, but I don't care. I'll find a way. I always do. So when I do, I will talk to him about me learning both boy's and girl's lessons, because I'm bigender so I have every right to learn both genders classes. And also because when I finish school I'm not just gonna be a helpless princess, just waiting around for her prince to save her! That's boring! I want to be the prince, with all the adventures, and swords and bows and arrows (because I'm good with those) and action! I want to have the fun part! And he's probably gonna refuse, so I'll be like, "I knew you'd say that," with a smirk, and explain that if he won't let me learn both genders lessons, then I will wreak havoc upon the school with my magic (and yes, I'll know magic by that point even though I don't have a fingerglow because I refuse to relay on a stupid school to teach me magic, because I hate school, so I would have learned magic by myself before the school, and I don't care if that's not possible, because I'll find a way. I always do) to the point where they'd have to expel me. Also, that if he won't let me learn both, I'll still learn everything alone, so there's no point in him not allowing me to learn with the boys. And if that doesn't convince him, then I'll use the ace up my sleeve and tell him that I have visions of the future, and no, that does not make me a seer because I can't actually see the visions when they happen, so I don't actually know the future, but I do have feelings about things in the future, like I know that in the end I will learn with the boys too, so there's no point in him arguing with me, because it'll just lead to the same outcome eventually, so that'll convince him and he'll just give up and let me be in both genders classes, and I'll be like, "Yes! Victory! Bigender rights!🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣" (Only quietly🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣) and he'll tell me that only under one condition. The condition will be that I have to pretend I'm a boy in the boys' classes, because otherwise there will be a scandal that he's letting a girl be in the boys' class, so he'll register another boy into the boys' least, and that name will be my cover name. I don't really have a name in mind, so you can give me suggestions in the comments. So he'll send me back to my room. And you know how I told him I knew I'll eventually be in the boys' classes too? Well, I lied. i didn't know that😈😈. I said that just so he'll agree. Manipulation 101😈😈😈😈 (though I didn't lie about the visions thing).
So, everything will just go as it's supposed to. I'll go to classes, probably fail Beautification since I'm not gonna let them pluck my eyebrows, because I don't fricking care about the way my eyebrows look, and you can't convince me that any boy would actually care, or pay any attention to my eyebrows, because they won't, it only matters to the girls, but guess what? I'm not a just a girl. I'm bigender. I'm both a guy and a girl, and I don't give two shits about how my eyebrows look, and if any boy doesn't want to date me because of the way my eyebrows look, well, then screw them. I didn't care about you in the first place. Also, they are not touching my hair. And if they even think about cutting my hair, or straightening it, I will kill them. Don't. Touch. My hair. Do I make myself clear? Good. Also, when it comes to my lessons with the boys, to be honest I don't really remember all their classes (I don't even remember all the girl's classes), but in the one where they do the swordfighting thingy🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣, what an amateur I am🤣🤣🤣🤣, I don't remember how it actually was, but in this case, we'll all be wearing suits of armour, you know, to keep my identity a secret, so I'll suit on, and I can guarantee to you that I will be the top of class at the lesson because that's something I'll enjoy (especially since it includes beating the guy's ass's 😈😈😈), and I'm a very fast learner and have good reflexes, and I'll definitely beat their ass's (Tedros too). And then when that lesson is over, I'll probably be sweating pools because of my dehydration problems, so I'll collapse on my bed when getting back to my room. I'll be dying. Oh, I almost forgot about the most important part. So, in the school for good I'll meet Johnathan, my crush, though, I don't know where we'll stand when meeting there for the first time since I don't think it's possible for two people from the same place to be taken to the same school. Though, he is a year older than me, so maybe...hmm... I don't know. Me not meeting him in first grade would make too big of a change. I wouldn't be the same person if I hadn't met him then. I can't change it since I don't know what I would be like if I hadn't met him (and I don't want to find out). I'll just have to keep things the way they are in the real world. So just to those who haven't read my book (so, all of you) and don't know the story behind my whole crush on him, I'll try to shorten it a bit. So basically, we met in elementary school, back then he had long hair, which is why I hated him, because I didn't think boys looked good with long hair (well, there are boys that it fits them, but it really didn't fit him), and I was pretty convinced he had a crush on me (though now I don't know if I was making it up in my head. Though, I am very observant, so I don't know). And because I hated him because of the long hair, I promised to myself that I will never fall in love with him (because since forever, I was after this constant chase after true love, still am), and...well...I broke that promised. Shattered it. Splinters flying everywhere. I figured that out in the summer after sixth grade (he cut his hair by then). After I figured that out, things started to make a lot more sense. Like, for example, I had a huge crush on Harry Potter in third grade (the first time I watched the movie), but then I realized that it was only because Harry has dark hair and light blue eyes like Johnathan. I also realized that all the other crushes I thought I had on other boys where just a desperate attempt of finding someone who looks like a prince charming (I'm not that shallow anymore). And I realized that I was always in love with him, I'm just so good at repressing my feelings, so much so that I couldn't even tell I was in love with him. I convinced myself I hated him just to deny my feeling towards him, and all the boys I had a crush on I just convinced myself I had a crush on them so that I won't have to admit my feelings for him, even to myself. So yeah.
And if I'm already breaking the rules, why not break all of them?! I want to have two finger glows! On red, one purple (but like, dark puple, like a witch's purple), on efor the girl side of me, and one for the boy side, because settling on just one finger glow color for the rest of my life is just unexceptable!!! Where's the fun in staying inside the line, being "ordinary"? My soul purpose in life is to be different in anyway I can. Being normal is too boring!
Anyways. I have an update on how my first meeting with the school master would be (I've been thinking about it for a long time, just didn't have the energy to write it down. Too many things to arrange in a way that would make sense...). First things first, I would fly into his tower with my finger glow, since again, I've learned how to use my magic before I arrived at the school, and I know Rhian mentioned how Evers...something about flying, or whatever that's called, how they can't do it because pure blood, or something. Well, my point is, who said I'm an Ever😏😈? (Nah, just kidding. I'm one hundred percent an Ever. Well.. not one hundred percent, but mostly...you get what I'm saying!) Also, since when do I listen to the rules?! So I'll fly into the school master's tower with my two finger glows. At seeing me, a student, in his tower, he'd be shocked.
"What're you-- How did you--?!" He'd stutter.
If this was canon, he'd probably just kick me out of his tower immediately. This is why it's not🤣🤣🤣. No, actually... He would listen. Sixth sense feeling. Anyways. I would make a curtsey, then bow and take hold of his hand, and I'd kiss the back of his hand (like the princes do). I would straighted, looking at his shocked face (I forgot he wore a mask🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️).
"That was a reference to me being bigender." I'd say, grinning at my own joke. "If you didn't already know that I was. Which you should, cause I wrote about it in my book (shameless plug). And if you have read it...what sort of school master are you?! Not knowing his own students."
I'd pause, looking at his shocked and confused face. I'm very good at confising people😁🤗☺️.
"Oh, where are my manners?"
My thoughts: Probably left it in your dorm room
I'd smile at my thoughts (I do that a lot. Laughing at my own jokes).
"My name is Shira Kanner, but you can call me the love of your life." 
Again, I'd giggle at my own joke.
"Though you should probably know my name since I go to your school."

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