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❝ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗟𝗙 ❞𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐧
{THIRD PERSON POV}
The limo came to a stop and the band started to play. The driver opened the door as Carlos and Jay started fighting over a piece of scarf.
"You got everything else! Why do you want whatever this is?" Carlos yelled at Jay as Blake and the girls exited out of the limo and the marching band dramatically stopped playing.
"Because you want it!" Jay shouted back, trying to win their little game of tug-of-war. The marching band slowly backed away while all that was happening. They parted as a young woman walked through the group with her arms open in a wide welcoming position.
"Guys! Guys!" Blake whispered to the fighting boys, "We have an audience," he said, causing the boys to stop and look over at the woman.
"Just... cleaning up," Jay said with a fake smile before turning to look down at Carlos, "Get up," He said, offering a hand and pulling Carlos to his feet.
"Leave it like you found it," the woman said in a sing-song voice before turning seriously, "And by that, I mean just leave it."
Jay threw everything he took, including the scarf he and Carlos were fighting over before the driver closed the door. He then caught the sight of a girl that was standing behind the woman.
"Hello, foxy," Jay said as he walked over to her. She smiled back at him, "The name's Jay," he smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest. The girl giggled uncomfortably.
The woman ducked in between them, "Welcome to Auradon Prep!" she said to Jay causing him to lose his smirk and stand back with the other Descendants as the woman turned to all of them, "I'm Fairy Godmother, Headmistress," she curtsied as Mal and Blake perked up.
"The Fairy Godmother?" Blake asked, "As in..." Blake continued as he made a wand motion with his hand, "Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo?"
"Bibbidi-bobbidi- you know it," Fairy Godmother said, smiling and pointing at Blake.
Mal nodded, "Yeah, I always wondered what it felt like for Cinderella, when you just...appeared out of nowhere. With that sparkly wand and warm smile and that sparkly wand." Blake rolled his eyes at how Mal was so obvious about the wand.
"That was a long time ago, and as I always say, 'don't focus on the past or you'll miss the future," Fairy Godmother said while gesturing with her hands.
A boy the Descendants didn't recognize stepped forward, "It's so good to finally meet you all," he said with a smile, mainly looking at Blake, "I'm Ben."
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅, descendants.
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