Well this was unexpected. And tragic.

Red was your best friend, no, scratch that, childhood friend. You were Cheshire cat's only daughter, being raised alongside Red in wonderland. You always had a crush on her, but you never said anything about it, due to her stand-offish attitude. You just admired her from afar.

That was, until you started hearing rumors when you two went to Auradon. People whispering in the halls about Red, with your name on the tip of her tongue every other moment, compliments spewing out of her mouth like Queen Mal's spells. You paid no mind, at first, but then they started getting to your head.

So you confronted her about it.

Now you were crying, your head on her lap as she consoled you. Red friend-zoned you. Told you that her words meant nothing, but that wasn't the reason you were crying. Not exactly.

You were crying because you knew she was being dishonest.

"Sorry kitty." Red said in that condescending tone of voice, one that you usually loved, but not when it was being used on you. But this was part of her plan. She needed to hurt you like this, to get you hooked. "I don't know why everyone said I thought of you like that."

But she did. She told everyone she did. She just didn't want you to know that.