Truth Or Fiction

Chapter Thirty Eight

Malinda shook her head as she unfurled the scroll in her hand, holding it with one hand as she rubbed her stomach. "Your papa is a tad overprotective, isn't he pup?"

"I can hear what you're telling our kid you know," Benji sighed.

"That's the whole point."

Mal scowled as she made her way through her first day of classes.

"Oh Gods, that's never a good sign," Jay shook his head.

Fairy Godmother, in her infinite wisdom, had decided to make it so none of the VKs were in a class together other than Remedial Goodness 101.

Kit raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't that just make them stand out even more if there's only the one VK in a class together?"

Ben quickly jotted that down in his notebook.

"Okay, we're just going to take that," Benji sighed and gently yanked it out of his younger self's hands. "Focus on the now, okay?"

"But what if I forget something?" Ben asked. "How can I fix something if I don't remember what it is?"

Benji sighed, he had a point.

"Ben...your phone," Malinda said. "Doesn't it have a recording function?"

"Oh...oh!" Benji smiled and pulled out his younger self's phone from his front breast pocket of his suit blazer; switching on the recording app. "There we go. Now you won't forget anything."

"And you'll have the dulcet sounds of Audrey's voice whenever she's upset about something," Emir added with a chuckle.

Even if she didn't want to be in a class with Blueberry, Mal wasn't thrilled to be alone either.

You know, some of us aren't evil. We're just wicked. There's a difference, Mal thought as she looked at her locker as she closed the door, having put her books inside. It was just the same as the other lockers, though that could pretty much describe all of Auradon. Being different was bad, judging by all the looks she and the others got for their clothing.

"She's right you know," Kitty said. "There is a difference between evil and wicked. Otherwise we'd have to class me as evil for some of the pranks I pull."

What was worse was there was a rumor that someone tried to break into the museum where Fairy Godmother's wand was held the night they had arrived.

"What?!" Jane gasped. "But...who'd want to steal mom's wand?"

Okay, definitely not a good idea to comment on the fact that in my timeline, it was Mal, Evie, Carlos, and Jay who attempted the theft. Not if I want this Leah to go off on a five hour rant, Audie thought.

No one noticed Malinda giving Evie a sad yet knowing look.

Probably someone who wants to frame us VKs for something, Mal thought with an inward snort, making sure her mental link was temporarily blocked as to not worry her mom or dad—or Uma.

"Explain please!"

"What's the point of worrying you when you're on the Isle trapped by the barrier, would be my guess," Mal said, looking over at Uma before glancing at her older self.

"Got it in one," Malinda nodded.

I certainly don't need that wand—I've got dad's powers coursing through my veins. Plus mom's as well. Not to mention I've still got a bit of my Fae magic—not as much as I did before mom adopted me but it's still there.