Outcasts

Evie's POV

Let me just say, these showers are the most glorious things ever. I mean, showers on the Isle were great and all, but these one have hot water, so hot that it sometimes hurts, but it feels so nice. How long had I even been in there? After Mal left without a word I started to explore the place, it kind of hurts knowing we can't stay here, I'm starting to like it here, just not the people. I ended up in a bathroom, which was apparently only used by girls, and when I found out there was hot water I kind of zoned out, I guess.

Then again, that's what I'm doing right now, getting lost in my own thoughts.

I reached towards a silver knob and turned the water off, it was so peaceful in there, not even people staring. Weird.

I knew I should probably head back to my dorm, I mean, it's not like anyone here would want me anywhere near them, probably not even Ashlyn, but Mal isn't talking to me, and her and Carlos are obviously flirting with each other.'

Besides, they invited us here, Ben and Ashlyn, so why should I give a fuck about who cares about me exploring or not anyways?

Besides, there's no reason to go back to the dorm before class, it's not like we brought supplies or anything. And I don't think they count knives as school supplies here.

The hallways were full of color, a welcomed difference from the Isle. It wasn't all dark and gloomy, there was light flooding in from behind the non tattered curtains. It was silent, probably still early, do people not get up this early here? Mom always woke me up this early for our beauty lessons, and if I didn't…

I always shudder even thinking about it, I shouldn't be scared of her, what she's done to me doesn't come close to what Mal and Carlos' parents do to them.

That doesn't mean it's not scary, and we all have our own traumas.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by pain, light pain, not Isle like pain, probably just ran into someone.

Should I help them up? I mean, I am a villain, but we're trying to prove that we can change, or at least pretend to.

Apparently being lost in your own thoughts passes time cause I was standing face to face with Princess Bitchy.

"Watch where you're going, you villain!" She sneered, well, more like she whined. She's pathetic.

I smirked, "You're the one who ran into me."

She scoffed, "As if, you totally ran into me on purpose!"

Okay, now she's starting to get on my nerves…

"Apologize!" She demanded.

I'm sorry, what?!

I smirked, "I don't feel the need to apologize to a whiny brat like you."

She gasped in a dramatic fashion that just has to be rehearsed, "You jerk!" She screamed.

Woah, this is what she's freaking out about, me running into her?

I heard footsteps approaching, and thank god they did because I was about to smack this girl in frustration.

"Audrey, could you please not scream so loud I could hear you across the hall?" The voice pleaded, but I couldn't recognize it. Must be someone new.

So now the question, do I try to be friendly with her, or blatantly ignore her and try to make it up to Mal?

"I'm sorry, Princess, but this evil girl ran into me on purpose," She whined, mocking the girl when she said princess in a high pitched tone. That had to annoy her.

"No she didn't," The girl said with no hesitation.

Audrey scoffed, "Makes sense you'd side with them. You and your friends are just as bad as them," She complained.

That caused the mystery girl to snap, "Just get to class Audrey, before I go tell Benny-boo that you're bullying the new kids."

She rolled her eyes but shoved her way past me, by literally shoving me. That bitch!

I caught myself easily, thank god that everyone knew how to do that on the Isle, fights would be much more boring if someone just shoved people to win fights.

Without much thought I spoke up, "Thanks for the help."

She smiled, a real genuine smile. "Audrey's a bit of a jerk, she's too judgemental for her own good, believe me, I know from experience."

I nodded, I didn't really know this girl, but she seemed friendly. I had a better view of her now, I could see her white hair, real white, like an icy white, and there were small blue streaks along it, it was actually kind of pretty. She had azure blue eyes too, she really gave me that 'icy' vibe, although her personality seems like the exact opposite of that.

"My name's Crystal," She introduced herself.

I smiled, "Evie."

She nodded, "I know, Ashlyn wouldn't shut up about you."

Oh, she's one of Ashlyn's friends. That might make things awkward, considering I still don't know if I should avoid Ashlyn and try to make it up to Mal or if I should try to talk to her.

"You know Ashlyn," I stated, although it probably came out as more of a question.

She giggled, "Yep, she's one of my best friends, although she can be a bit…" She trailed off.

"Brutal," I supplied. What? It's true, her methods were brutal, too Isle-like.

She shook her head, "A bit, but I was gonna say reckless. She kind of sticks her head in everything, participates in every conversation, makes her voice heard. Hardly really listens to reasoning, although she does it to try to help."

I nod along, she's sort of right. She never really gave her parents a chance to speak when she was arguing with them about me, about the Isle, and she seemed really passionate about it. Not to mention she knew about what happened to me, what happened to- I still shudder thinking about it. She knew what he did, I never asked her to defend me, but she did, because it's what she thought was right.

I can see how that would be a bad thing to some people.

"I get it, me and Mal got in a fight thanks to her recklessness." Maybe I shouldn't have said that, can I really trust her?

She frowns, "That wasn't supposed to happen," She mumbled, but I definitely heard it.

Was she in on that plan?

"The plan was to get Mal to confess, not to get you two to fight," She explains. "Ashlyn definitely messed up this time."

So she was in on it.

"Yep," She says with a smirk. She had a mischievous glint in her eyes, it was kind of cute, so innocent, she doesn't even know half of what we go through, even if Ashlyn's told her.

Ashlyn probably doesn't either, her methods make me think otherwise though. Crystal seems sweeter than Ashlyn.

My thoughts were interrupted by her sudden shout, "Shit! We're gonna be late for class!"

She didn't give me a chance to say anything, she just grabbed my hand and started running towards her first class. Do we even have the same classes? Nevermind, I'm starting to understand why her and Ashlyn are so close.

"Where are we going?" I cried as she dragged me down the hall.

She didn't answer, just kept dragging me along, and for some reason, I didn't stop her.

Mal's POV

I wiped my tear stained eyes as I heard a loud ringing sound, and by loud, I mean an obnoxious ringing that just echoes through your damn head while your eardrums bleed. I hate this place! My eyes were all red and puffy, as I continued to wipe my tears. Other parents encourage their kids to fall in love, or to be happy, but all my fucking mother cares about is getting revenge, on Auradon and on my father! Like she could ever actually find him, nobody's seen him in years. He just disappeared, and left my mother pregnant and alone to raise me on her own. I can understand why she hates love, but I shouldn't have too!

It only took a few moments to collect myself, wiping my tears took most of the time, and headed off to class. Do they really think we didn't have school on the Isle? I mean, what the hell are these classes? History of Woodsmen and Pirates? Why would I want to learn about pirates? Uma and her crew were obnoxious pains in the ass, so why would I want to learn more about them and other pirates like Harry's parents?

Just no.

Our schedules aren't very thought out, it just tells us the orders of our classes, not important things like, I don't know, where the classrooms are. The only person we know that would be willing to tell us would be that bitch that tried to break my heart. And I don't think I could make it through a conversation with her without punching her.

I do still have my knives, maybe we could go somewhere private and I could kill her, that sounds fun. Although I doubt we'll stay long if I do, and if we go back without the wand then mom will hurt him, badly.

So there goes that idea…

There's also Ben, he probably knows where Remedial Goodness is. Not to mention he was supposed to take us on a tour around school, and then only walked inside before leaving with that bitch Audrey.

Yeah, Ben, he owes us that much.

I wonder if Jay and-

No, don't think about him, not right now. I can't let him get in the way of the mission, I can't let him get hurt, I can't-I can feel tears welling up in my eyes just thinking about him,

"Carlos De Vil was dead."

"He's gonna die because of you."

"Choose!"

That's all I could hear, echoing through my head, the image of him bleeding in the halls of the cathedral stuck in my mind.

I'm pushing him away over this, is that really the best thing to do?

"Carlos De Vil was dead."

Yes, it has to be for the best. I can't lose him...

"Mal!?" I heard a voice scream, they seemed worried.

"Just leave me alone," I cried.

"Mal, hey, what's wrong?" It was him, it's always him. He just refuses to leave. He doesn't even know what could happen, he needs to fucking leave! I can't lose him!

I didn't say anything, I just stood up and wiped my tears, I didn't even notice they were back until I felt them dripping down my cheeks.

"Mal, just talk to me, please!" He cried, this is actually hurting him, but it's for the best.

Silence, that's all there was, and then I walked away. I didn't know where I was going, I still don't, I just need to get far away from him.

I need to protect him, and sometimes to protect someone, you have to push them away.

I walked in silence, if anyone were to look closely they'd know that I was crying, but it's not like anyone here cares about me. Carlos does, alot, like, the same why I care about him, that's why it's so hard to push him away, but I have to. Jay's hiding something, but he does care about me, and I don't really care what he's hiding as long as it doesn't interfere with the mission, and Evie, shit, Evie thinks I'm mad at her. But she was right, and she's the one who's helped me the most with this, maybe I can go to her for help. Our fight wasn't really her fault, Ashlyn's the reason, Evie just stupidly agreed to help. And then there's Ashlyn, I thought she could be a friend, or at least an ally, I really did when she defended us, I thought she and I could be friends, possibly, but then she just had to stick her head into personal matters, and when she tried to interfere with mine and Carlos' friendship that hope fell apart.

I do really want to get payback for what she did, it's like a voice echoing in my head, that sounds oddly like my mother, just keeps telling me; begging me to hurt her like she hurt me. But two fights in three days, something tells me that maybe that wouldn't fly with anyone here.

And what would he think? I don't think Carlos would approve of me trying to kill her over one little thing, and if he didn't then I would lose him forever. I can't do that. I can't lose him.

I can get him back when all this is over, I just need to try really hard not to become the monster I was when we met. To not seek revenge again.

Carlos' POV

She left, again. She didn't even talk to me, she just kept muttering, "It's for the best. I can't lose him."

Like, what the hell does that even mean? I told her we wouldn't lose him, but now she won't even talk to me. How am I supposed to help her if she won't talk to me?

It's horrible, it makes my heart break at the thought of never hearing her lustrous voice again, of never seeing that beautiful smile.

It's my fault, I never should have told her that I felt the same, what even gave her the idea that I liked her that way, I mean, I do, but how did she kn-Evie. Evie told her. That's what she said. That's why they fought, she thought Evie was lying.

Evie told her what was mine to tell, she took that away from me! And now Mal won't even talk to me. I'm losing her, but what can I do?

We've been friends for six years, six years! You don't just lose all that progress over one issue, right?

There has to be another reason, her mother, likely, but she kept talking about Alex. Can she not let me interfere with the mission?

Does she even have feelings for me? That's what Ashlyn and Evie said, but look at where that got us. Thanks to Evie, Mal won't talk to me, and I'm losing my best friend. She's the reason my heart broke. And Ashlyn, I don't know if she'll even make it through the day after what she did to Mal, and whether Mal wants me to or not, I'll stand by her, no matter what.

That's what love is…

Wait, love?! Do I love her? I can't love her, it's not possible. Villains can't love. Crush on someone, yes, harmlessly flirt, yes, sex, definitely, I mean, they did, it's why we're alive, but love? Definite no.

There's a difference between real and fake love. Real love shouldn't even be a fantasy for Isle kids, it's all about fake love, it's about manipulation. Manipulating children, spouses, that's all that matters. It's either a relationship that benefits both parties, or it's only use is to shatter someone's heart, to prove how weak someone is.

Real true love is evil amongst villains; it's the ultimate weakness. Hell, most major villains lost thanks to true love, so why the hell would villains encourage or even allow it? Maleficent is the leader of the entire damn Isle, and everyone knows she would do anything to ruin true love. Hell, I'm pretty sure she did! I mean, there's no possible way that no villains or sidekicks just didn't ever fall in love. There had to be couples at some point, but then Maleficent brought an end to it.

How could I think we would be different?

I mean, she's the daughter of Maleficent, why am I so dumb to think she would ever lo-like me? Why did I ever believe what they told me?

Love is forbidden, simple as that, why did I ever think the person most against true love could have a daughter who was in love with me? Why am I so dumb to hold on to the hope that she does love me? That she's in denial, or processing, I mean, it's clear as day but I keep clinging on to hope, to the tiny slimmer of hope, that maybe deep down she does like me as more than a friend.

Why can't I just let go of that? Why does that thought keep plaguing my mind, why can't I accept the reality that we will never be more than friends, maybe not even that, not anymore.

I ruined it, I ruined everything we built, all because I was a fool clinging to the one thing every villain knows just ruins everything, it ruins your life. Love ruins your life. It's ruining my life, so why can't I just move on?

Why can't I just accept it's gonna drive me crazy if I don't destroy it? Why can't I just destroy the belief that she loves me?

I mean, it's because I love her, but that doesn't matter if she doesn't love me!

And even if she did, our love is forbidden. It always has been, always will be. For as long as her mother is alive we could never be together.

But why can't I just get it in my head that all of this is just a fantasy!?

Why can't I just accept it?

Because if I do, it will ruin me, forever.

Ashlyn's POV

It all happened so fast, but to me it was like time slowed down with every step I took down the hallway. I didn't even have to look around to know that everyone in the hall was sending glares my way, just like they always did when Ben wasn't around. Something about how he's more likable? I also was the one who took the fall for the accident, they blame me for them still being here, they believe I'm actively putting them in danger.

That's fun. If anyone's in danger it's me. I'm the one who provoked Mal; daughter of Maleficent, a freaking dragon. Then there's Rae to deal with. I don't particularly want a concussion today, but I can't really just avoid her, especially since they just had to move us all into the same classes as the same person who wants to kill me.

But that's not why I'm scared. Am I scared of death? Yes, but Mal isn't gonna actually kill me. I'm worried she'll recognize me, or that I'll slip up and use my natural instincts, and there's no way in hell she wouldn't recognize a few tricks he taught me. It just makes me feel closer to him, and that alertness, those techniques, they just became second nature.

Then when I got back there were a few incidents, thank god only mom noticed, if dad knew about it he would've flipped. I expected mom to, no queen would want their daughter to learn how to be a pirate. She's the only reason those episodes stopped. She helped me, and I'll always be thankful for that. It felt like we were family again for the first time since the incident. But she always sides with dad, and dad's just to blind to realize that what he's doing to these children is cruel, and such a fate would be his without mom. Mom knows that, I know she does, she's learned, but she'll never side against him.

That's why he doesn't know about Harry. Crossing over to the Isle is near impossible and a postal service is near non-existent, but nothing can really stop you when you're the queen of Auradon and your daughter misses her friend.

She knew about all the times I snuck out to see Crystal, I know she did, she does care about me. She was scared, but she understood, it's the males in our family that are more stubborn about that kind of thing. When Ben got threatened by Evie mom sided with him, I can tell she wants to agree with me, hell, she's probably the reason that dad agreed in the end. She has a way with that kind of thing. She's so loyal to him, it's admirable, but proves to be really annoying for me. We haven't talked since, she took it too far.

I understand the need to protect your children, I do get it, but these are children too, and they don't deserve to live in that hell. Nobody does.

And she knows that. She knows the truth about the Isle, she's heard it from me, many times, and she listens or at least pretends to, she's the one who had that private discussion with dad when he tried to banish Jack Frost.

She's always fought for me, but she'll always choose Ben or dad.

She'll always choose her family over the Isle. That's the difference between me and her. It's why we fought.

Despite the fact that I was lost in my own thoughts, I still caught on to the whispers around me.

"She's a freak."

"She shouldn't be queen."

"She's evil!" I couldn't help but giggle at that one.

"She has no regard for our safety!"

"How can Ben be related to a freak like her?"

Those whispers never stopped, I knew they likely never would. Nobody would ever approve. Nobody except for Ben and my mom.

In my peripheral vision I could see a girl sneaking around. Honey blonde hair, braided with small flowers pinned into her hair. Beautiful lustrous green eyes. If that wasn't enough, the purple dress along with the deadly weapon strapped to her skirt confirmed my suspicions. There's the one and only Rachael Fitzherbert, except the last time I called her that she gave me a concussion. And-oh shit, she's walking towards me. She knows it was Ben screaming, she knows it was my fault, oh shit, please say that she doesn't know about the schedule changes.

"Hey Ashy!" She greeted, peppy as usual.

"Rae!" I said with a grin, and a really nervous glint in my eyes.

"So, where you headed?" She asks with a playful smirk.

Damn it, she knows!

"I'm just headed to class," I say casually. I'm digging my own grave right now. Rae's not one to mess with.

Her smirk reaches her eyes, here it comes. "So, want to hear something fun I found out this morning?" She asks, a playful glint in her eyes.

"What's up?" I ask, faking a smile.

"Do you have any clue why I was removed from all of my classes?"

I'm dead.

"I do."

"Really?" She asks, sort of taken aback, although her smirk never left her lips. "Care to explain?"

"Not really," I answer honestly.

She reaches towards her hip, knowing I already knew what that meant. "Fairy Godmother moved all of us to the same classes as the new kids so that we could help them fit in."

She grins, "Thank god! Our history teacher Mr. Anderson was so boring, what a drag! One more day and I might have had to get detention just to get out of his class."

"They moved us into Remedial Goodness," I add.

She smirks, "Like they expect us to actually follow their rules. They're so uptight and boring!" She complains. "Like, if they tell me to cut my hair one more time I am going to smack them upright with my mother's frying pan."

"And you'll get suspended for it." A voice points out.

"Eric," I greet calmly as a boy with auburn brown hair walks towards us. He has chocolate brown eyes just like his father, and his favorite dessert.

"Worth it!" Rae argues. "That way they'll get it through their thick skull that it's never gonna happen."

"Yeah, unless they're skulls aren't as thick as you claim and they're dead." I mutter. What? That frying pan hurts!

She just smirks, "Then they'll stop bothering me."

"Did she just admit that she was okay with murdering someone?" A voice asked as they walked over to us, well, more accurately, were dragged towards us, and by Crysie no less.

"Pretty much." Eric answers without even looking towards the girl.

"Hey Ash!" Crysie greeted. "I brought a friend!"

When did they become friends?

"I'm Rae!" Peppy as always.

"Evie." She greeted with a big smile, so Evie already liked Rae. Maybe she should join the cheer squad, although I'm not sure if Audrey would let her. If it was up to Kat then Evie definitely would be able to join, if she wanted, but Audrey just has to be a stuck-up judgemental bitch.

Not sure if Evie would want all that attention, or if Mal would approve. They don't need every eye on them, might make it difficult to steal the wand.

"You've already met Ashlyn and I, but the boy over there is my cousin Eric."

Oh shit.

There was a glint of fear in her eyes as Eric sauntered up to her. To anyone else it looked like she just was standing casually, but I could tell that she was terrified. Her hand was reaching down towards her hip, which confirmed my suspicions that they still had knives.

She was panicking, luckily I wasn't the only one who noticed.

"Ow, Rae, let go!" Eric complained as Rae pulled his arm back towards her, dragging him with it.

'Do you want a repeat of what happened on friday?" She asked him with a glare. "Remember how she reacted to Ben touching her hand? What do you think will happen if you try to flirt with her?" She whispered harshly

His eyes widened, "I was not going to flirt with her, I was gonna properly introduce myself. She is a princess," He corrects.

That's what he took from that whole conversation.

Evie tensed, and without even thinking I put my hand on her shoulder. "It's okay Evie, he won't hurt you." I assured her.

She meekly nodded, but didn't say a word.

"Hey Evie, I've been meaning to ask, but what's the Isle like?"

Damn it! I'm worried about him too, but it's not the best time to remind her of that place.

She shuddered and I sent Crystal a warning glare.

"Sorry," She muttered.

After a few seconds of silence Evie spoke up, "It's horrible. Every night children would come home half dead, either by other kids and parents, or their own. My mother never was one for physical violence, but she starved me. I wouldn't have survived long without being part of Mal's gang. Each night you could hear screams of pain and agony echoing through the streets, it was terrifying. The streets were painted in blood, and you were always in danger. If you didn't have a weapon on you then you were open prey for the other Isle people, some adults, some kids or teenagers. You were tortured and beaten and kidnapped. You either were hurting people, kids, or you were the one being hurt. Nobody had an option, it was all for themselves, you were either the strongest, or you align yourself with the strongest, if not you were hunted by them."

"And your gang…"

"I'm not proud of it. We didn't have much of a choice. We hurt hundreds of people, even one of yours."

""But you never actually hurt Ben, you just threatened him."

"I'm not talking about Ben, it was back on the Isle."

Everyone gasped, myself included, though it was forced. Definitely just a tiny bit suspicious if I keep my expression neutral through crazy news like that.

"How's that even possible?" Rae asked softly.

"Don't know. Harry Hook claimed that the girl had magic, but that's not even possible on the Isle.

So she's trying to lie to me.

"What was their name," I asked her.

"Ella." She answered.

"What about her parents?" Crystal questioned.

"No clue. As far as I know, Harry is the only one who ever found out."

Him and Carlos. Not to mention CJ and Harriet. Then there's Emma and Captain Hook. I miss them sometimes, they were nice to me. And of course Uma, she got my name out of me the hard way. Torture. I was weak when we met. Harry helped me toughen up; that's why Mal never found out.

She was close, but not close enough.

Thank Carlos for that…

"What happened to her?" I ask, playing along.

She sighs, "Disappeared. Nobody knows what happened to her, not even Harry."

Not that she knows of.

"Was it your fault?" I asked her.

She sighs, "Possibly. As far as I know Harry blames Carlos for her disappearance. Which doesn't make much sense, since Carlos didn't join until a month or so later."

She really isn't putting two and two together, is she?

"They were close?" Crystal questioned.

"Oh, did he like her?!" Rae practically screamed, causing me to almost choke. I didn't have anything to choke on, but I almost did. God no, he didn't like me! Well, not as more than a friend.

"I'm sure they were just friends," I argue.

Crystal raised a brow towards me, as if to say, "Why are you being so defensive about this?"

I just shrugged, and turned back towards Evie. ""When was this? Was it recent, or…"

"Since before Mal had a huge crush on Carlos," She whispers, maybe not best to say it out loud in case she's nearby. Then again, she'd probably be trying to kill me if she was.

"So six years," I confirm, considering Rae, Crystal, and Eric haven't met any of them. I haven't even properly met Jay. Then again, Crystal met Evie, so it's possible she met Mal too. She did know Mal liked Carlos because of the night at the museum though.

"About. It's possible she found a way to escape and is in Auradon. That or she's dead."

"But the barrier's impossible to break through, even for someone from Auradon. It was the whole point of having the barrier." Crystal practically growls. She's really mad that her dad can't escape.

Evie nods, "She's probably dead."

Silence, really awkward silence, broken by more loud ringing. "Shit! That's the warning bell!" Rae screams.

"Okay, maybe not best to curse loud enough for everyone in the school to hear!" Eric shouts.

"Just come on!" I say, grabbing Evie's hand, causing her to gasp in shock.

"I don't even know where my first class is," She complains.

"Thank Fairy Godmother. She moved us into your classes." Rae assures her. "Just follow us."

Evie shifts her stare towards me, her eyes widening slightly.

"I know. I'll be fine."

I understand using the study hall room for a Remedial Goodness classroom, I really do, but did they even think about the idea of having more than four kids here? There's only two desks; side by side, at the front. What about the other four people? We exist still. Hell, they were the ones who moved us into this class, why are they not prepared.

Oh, fuck it.

Fairy Godmother was standing at the front of the classroom writing on a chalkboard. This is gonna be a painful first period. That's without Mal trying to kill me.

But seriously, the questions were so dumb, like, "If someone hands you a crying baby do you-"

Like what? Does she even know that people can know the answer but not act on it. She should, considering I've shown that multiple times, but the people here can be blind bats sometimes.

"Where do we sit?" Crystal whispered in my ear. So she's questioning the planning of this too.

I sent a small grin her way. Small gold sparks began to flicker from my finger as I waved it around. In a few seconds there were two more desks, and a few reclining chairs tucked under them.

Rae grinned and sent a questioning look my way.

What? I literally moved the desks from our rooms here, don't judge.

Fairy Godmother finally seemed to notice us, since she turned around and had a frown on her face. "There are rules against magic, dear."

I shrugged, "Didn't you tell us this morning we could use our magic to keep the new kids in line?"

She nodded with a confused look on her face. She's not very bright.

"We can't keep them in line if we don't even have desks to sit at in class." I finish with a small smirk.

Evie started laughing while Rae grinned.

"Just have a seat, dears." She said with a smile, though I could tell she was irritated. "Oh, and Evie, you'll be sitting next to Eric."

She tensed and I immediately opened my mouth to argue, but someone else beat me to it. "She can sit with me!" Rae volunteered really quickly and with a huge grin.

"Evie doesn't do well with…" I trailed off, hoping she would catch on.

Luckily, she did. "Right, so Crystal will be next to Carlos, Eric is with Jay, and-"

Fuck!

"Princess Ashlyn with Mal."

Everyone's focus shifted towards me, including Rae and Eric, since Crystal had to tell them all about it. Rae found it hysterical and said, and I quote, "Have fun dying, while I'm laughing at you from the sidelines." She's such a great and supportive friend. Supportive in my demise.

Rae wasn't laughing though, she looked really worried and scared. Aww, she does care.

This is gonna be a perfect day!

The silence was broken by a groan from the door. I turned towards them, and noticing it was Jay, smiled. "What the hell is this place?" He muttered.

Rae held back a laugh.

"Language!" Fairy Godmother scolded.

He just rolled his eyes and glanced towards Evie. "Where are we supposed to sit?" Jay asked her.

She pointed towards the desk Eric was sitting at and he grinned. Eric was decently built. Not like Jay, but he was stronger than most guys. Star tourney player. Good friend.

Why does he get a cool chair and we get the lame ones?" He complained.

I just rolled my eyes, but regardless I used my magic to create four more comfortable chairs.

"Happy?"

He grinned and started spinning in one of them. He's such a kid.

We took our seats after a few minutes of waiting, with mine and Crystal's partner seats empty.

"Alright class, welcome to Remedi-" She was cut off by the door being slammed shut by Mal. When she saw me anger flashed in her eyes. Anger and...tears? She's been crying? Her eyes are all swollen up and her cheeks are stained with tears.

Is this because of me?

She just slowly walked towards Fairy Godmother, trying to cover the fact that she was crying before.

"Ah, Mal, you will be sitting next to Princess Ashlyn."

A loud crash, she's very mad. Her eyes are flaring green and I don't think she even knows it?

"Miss Mal, please calm down and take your seat."

She didn't say anything just stood there still, parlyzed green swirls flying around her. Her magic is so strong. She might actually kill me.

But then it calmed down. I didn't know why, but it did. Then from behind her was Carlos. His hands were on her shoulders and he-wait, when did he get in here?

He was whispering something in her ear, and it didn't take a genius to guess what he was saying.

Mal smiled softly but didn't say a word. Carlos frowned and once he knew Mal had calmed down, he took his seat next to Crystal, leaving Mal next to me.

I guess it's time to apologize.

"Look, Mal, I'm really sorry about-"

It happened fast, in a 'blink and you'll miss it' type of moment. Her eyes flared green and I could see her anger boiling. Calos wasn't there to calm her down. Not this time; not right now. Her hands were shaking; trembling in anger, in fear, pain, that's what she felt, I could tell. Her hand reached towards my throat as I found the air hitched in my lungs. One hand was tightened around my neck, slowly trying to crush my throat, while the other was digging into her jacket, undoubtedly for a knife. Her grip tightened more and more and more, and as it did, my anger only built.

"I was trying to apologize!"

"She's the same monster from before!"

"Torturous!"

"Evil!"

"Cruel!"

The memories all flood back to me. The malicious smirk from the first cut. The cold laugh from the third. The glowing green eyes from the fifth. My screams from the sixth, and the seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, and then the fear in her eyes from the eleventh.

I could feel my anger boiling in me. I never was trying to hurt her. I was trying to help her! She's still the same as before, a villain, she shouldn't even be here!

Then she let go, her hand pulled away from my neck, fear flashing in her eyes, like the first time we met. Anger replaced with fear. Her eyes turned to their normal shade of green as she slumped into her seat, not even batting another glance my way.

"Welcome to Remedial Goodness, I'm your teacher, Fee Maraine, but you may call me Fairy Godmother, or headmistress."

Did she not notice what just happened? No consequences, nothing?

"We hope to teach you wonderful children how to be good and fit in here at Auradon Prep."

Except they'll never fit in since they are villain kids. And frankly, my friends and I don't really care about fitting in.

"We will start with some simple goodness exercises."

Oh, great.

"If someone hands you a crying baby do you:

A: Curse it?

B: Lock it in a tower

C: Give it a bottle

D: Carve out it's heart

These are the dumbest questions ever!

I raised my hand, time to prove my point.

"Princess Ashlyn, please give the new students a chance to answer."

Rude!

Evie shyly raised her hand.

"Evie?" Fairy Godmother called.

"What was the second one?" She asked with a sweet, innocent smile.

She's faking.

"Oh!" The teacher exclaimed in surprise.

I raised my hand again, just let me prove my damn point!

"Ashlyn?" She called.

I lowered my hand and smiled sweetly, fake, but sweet. "Why are we doing pointless exercises that people can easily lie on and don't show real growth?"

She gasped in surprise, but went quiet after a few seconds. Teachers hate being embarrassed, and I love smartassing them!

"Shouldn't we be doing more activities to prove we can be good, rather than lying on test answers. I mean, the right choice is always the most obvious, the least fun one."

Evie nodded along with that last part. She at least is willing to show that she has common sense, even if she's lying about the rest.

"I guess you have a point," She sighs.

"I always do."

Mal sent a glare my way. Maybe I shouldn't smartass her in the future. Especially about Carlos.

"So what do you propose we do in the future?" She asks sweetly, though it's easy to tell she's irritated.

I would have answered, but someone of course had to beat me to it. Case in point, Rae's hand shooting up with a huge grin on her face.

"Ms. Fitzherbert?" She called. Her mistake.

Jay snorted while trying to contain his laughter, while Evie giggled a bit, causing Rae to elbow her in the side. She's a very violent friend.

"Fitzherbert?" Jay laughed.

'Don't test her." Eric warned him.

"What kind of name is-"

Well, Eric warned him, it's not like I didn't see it coming. Rae put the shiny black weapon back into the belt loop tied around her waist, tucked neatly underneath her skirt.

"Ms. Fitzherbert, please refrain from using any form of physical violence on or off of school property."

Rae sunk into her seat causing Evie to giggle, "I can see why you're in this class."

She just smirked, and raised her hand again.

"Ms.-"

"Rae!" She corrects.

"What do you propose we could do?"

Her smirk reaches her eyes, playing delicately on her lips, "We could see who could go the longest without punching Audrey."

I nodded along with that while Crysie fiddled with her fingers under her desk. She's never really been one to like violence. Except when Rae does it, then it's hysterical.

Rae doesn't really hurt anyone badly, just gives them minor concussions. Probably unintentionally, considering when she first did it to me she was crying when I woke up. Then when she learned she didn't kill me with it, she started using it a lot more.

Then there was the first time with Eric. Oh, she cried a lot. He's the only one Rae hardly ever gets extremely made at. Probably because she likes him, alot, and he likes her, alot. Me and Crysie have a bet of who will ask the other out first. She has faith her cousin will man up and ask her out before someone comes and sweeps her off her feet, while I believe Rae will be Rae and ask him out.

We both know I'm right. She just won't admit it.

I swear to god if Jay doesn't stop staring at her, I'm literally going to kill him. I have shipped these two for years, don't you dare ruin that.

"Right, any other suggestions?" Fairy Godmother asks sweetly.

Crystal raises her hand, "You could show examples of how people can change and shouldn't only be judged for their past actions."

That struck a low note, Rae's grin faded, Eric frowned, and all the Isle kids tensed, including me. I've seen the Isle, it's dark, and everyone's there for what they did in the past, then why the hell is dad not there. Why is Crystal's dad there?

Why does change only matter for heroes?