Which Character Are You From Ever After High Novels & Stories

I concluded. I cleared my throat. "I am Everest!" I responded. He shook his head.``Wow! Everest, such a nice name! Where are you from?" He asked. What is up with the questions? I asked myself. "I am from the Luna Academy." I replied. "What Exactly were you doing at the spot they caught you? By mare looking at you, I could sense you're wolf less. So where were you coming from?. Or Are you a soy? Have they sent you an eye on us?" He questioned.

She has a while to go until her birthday which is in the summer and we're in the fall now and school has just started up again. Daniel on the other hand has been becoming a pain always looking at Sandy as if she were his possession. Sandy just sits there and tells him to stop staring at her. I would have to agree it is kind of creepy to do that, especially if you don't know who your mate is. Ah yes, then there is the lovely Charisma who returned to school last year after being attacked by rogues, while she was walking home from school. Luckily, there were some wolves nearby when they heard her scream.

“Who are you? Am I dead?” Charlotte smiled at how shocked the girl sounded. “No. You’re not dead. I’m Charlotte.” The girl’s eyes popped wide with surprise. “You’re from Earth!” She laughed and shook her head. “Is it, like, stamped on my forehead?” The girl sat up, ignoring Charlotte’s hands trying to keep her still and sighed. “No. You’re so beautiful. Your skin is so dark and lovely. We have many skin tones here, but nothing like yours. That’s how I know.”

Sage's cheeks redden at my words, and Aliya kicks my leg under the table, throwing me a glare when my gaze settles on hers. "It's more like Emerson has been keeping you away from us. " Sage responds, and I let out an awkward laugh as Aliya rests back in her seat with a proud face. "Fuck you. " I mouth to her and her smile widens as she presses her middle finger to the side of her face. "Um, guys. This is my friend from high school, Josh. And Josh, this is Eva. She's a super nice girl. " "Don't flatter me. " I say to her before I look to Josh who extends his hand to me and I take it in mine.

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Pretend I was sick and avoid another round of “Look who’s trying to fit into jeans again.” *Knock knock.* “Harriet! Come down for breakfast or you’ll be late!” my mum shouted from downstairs. Her voice cut through my thoughts like a blade so I yanked my shirt down, exhaled, and gave my mirror self a flat stare. This was me. Hi. I’m Harriet Avery. Female, if that wasn’t obvious. Seventeen. A Senior at Crestwood High—a hellhole politely disguised as a school, ruled by hockey gods and the spray-tanned cheerleaders who orbit them like glittery little moons.

"Why would the person give a piece of paper when he can just greet me in person?" He looks at me with a blank face. I couldn't read the expression on his face, so I let out a small laugh. "Just kidding! Thanks for this. Uhm, any clue who this came from?" “You wouldn’t want to know. He came from HawthornHigh," he replied. “Oh,” I whispered. HawthornHigh is a school supported by my father wherein they offer scholarships to those lowest ranks of pack members. My father personally picks those students to get free education access, so they are indeed smart and have unique skills despite their background.

I felt the heat rising from my lower back to my neck, and the slow trickle of sweat making its way past my chest. “I don’t know….should I?” she narrows her eyes while staring at me with no iota of recognition whatsoever. “I… we went to high school together. It’s me, Allister Sterling; we….the supply closet? The final high school night party for seniors? You don’t remember?” “I’m sorry, I was homeschooled. Besides, if I did go to high school with you, I’m certain I would do anything to erase you from memory. Now with that, I’ll be heading to bed. Goodnight, Mr. Sterling.”

**Chapter 98 – Freshman Fire **August 2031 – Lake Hamilton High School, Pearcy, Arkansas** 280 Wolf Street First day of high school, and I already feel like I’m Skateboarding into a lion’s den. Or rather a Wolves Den. Lake Hamilton High. Home of the Wolves—literal werewolves. The rival school to Lakeside, where my big sister Seras was cheer vice captain, sunrise goddess, and basically untouchable legend. Everyone in Hot Springs knows the name Nakamura now.

"Right? Why are they even allowed to take the course? It's a waste of time and it's making us uncomfortable." Unfortunately, because of my condition, I can't really determine which is which. I have no idea who the other omegas are like me. "Us? Who's us? Last time I checked, you do not speak for everyone." A girl with long red hair said before she pointed at the empty seat behind her and I nodded gratefully before sitting behind her. "I'm Marsh from Bloodmoon. You?" "Klaire. I am from Mountain Peak." "You'll not happen to be originally from Northridge, are you?"