Descendants Fanfiction Collection

The Genius in Individuality

Summary: When Mal speaks to her and Evie's Algebra teacher, she comes out of the room completely dejected, refusing to explain to Evie what had happened. Of course, Evie just has to get to the bottom of this, and she finds out something that breaks her heart. Mevie/Malvie best friend or sisterly feels. Thank you to @Descendantsfan03 for the request!!!

   "Mal, do you have a moment? I need to talk to you," the teacher spoke, and Mal and Evie paused as they started out the door.

Evie and Mal were just leaving Algebra class, talking and cherishing each other's company as usual. They had taken a test recently, and Evie was excitedly discussing all of the concepts they had covered as well as all of the new ones that they had studied today. Mal had mostly been quietly listening and Evie knew that the faerie was not nearly as enthused as Evie, but the bluenette still appreciated her willingness to listen.

They had actually begun to leave the classroom when Mr. Kurt suddenly called Mal.

Mal started to move toward the teacher, and Evie began to go with her, knowing that there were never any secrets between her and Mal. Also, they were currently holding hands and Evie was not about to let go of her best friend. But to her surprise, Mr. Kurt gave Mal a stern, strange look and the purple-haired girl suddenly stopped and turned to face her, a much too cheery smile on her face that was obviously quite forced as she held Evie's hand.

"Hey, E, I'll be out in just a sec. Why don't you go wait by the door?" Mal suggested, and Evie immediately found herself quite perplexed. Evie knew very well that Mal did not ever want to speak to teachers alone. Anytime she had to talk to one, she would always drag Evie along, regardless of whether the teacher wanted the bluenette there or not.

"Okay... Are you sure?" Evie questioned concernedly, allowing her worry to show through.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," Mal reassured, but somehow Evie did not find the words comforting at all. Evie furrowed her brow before squeezing Mal's hand gently.

"Alright," Evie hesitantly replied and headed outside to wait on her sister.

As soon as she was outside, Evie leaned against the wall, wondering what the teacher could possibly want with Mal. Moreover, why in the world would Mal all but tell her to go outside? It was such a strange situation, and Evie was eager for the younger girl to exit the room.

After what felt like an agonizingly wait, Mal finally joined Evie. Evie immediately moved toward her, resisting her initial urge to press her forehead against Mal's and force her to tell her everything. Instead, she reached out, touching Mal's arm and tilting her head slightly.

She swiftly noticed that Mal's face was very much guarded, which made Evie's stomach flip in anxiety and worry.

"What did he say?" Evie asked curiously, and Mal instantly forced a slight smile. However, Evie could see the despair and injury hidden deeply in the other girl's eyes as she tried to keep a brave face. To the average person, Mal looked perfectly normal, but to Evie, the person who knew her better than anyone in the entire world, Mal did not look happy at all.

"Nothing really. Just some yammering about some extra homework for practice, y'know," Mal dismissively spoke before proceeding to talk about her most recent dabbling in charcoal in her art class.

Evie outwardly was attentive to Mal's words, but inside, she found herself quite upset indeed. Why was Mal so determined to keep her conversation private?

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