𝚃 𝚁 𝙴 𝙰 𝙲 𝙷 𝙴 𝚁 𝙾 𝚄 𝚂
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ [𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙤 !]The villain kids were immediately greeted by the sea of yellow and blue from Auradon's marching band, amusing Cordelia herself with their intense school spirit. She looked over to Mal who shared a matching expression on her face — at least someone else agreed that this was already overwhelming.
Hearing Jay topple over Carlos for whatever they found on their ride to the castle, she chuckled to herself as she stepped over their fighting bodies. "Guys, we have an audience," one of the girls mumbled with a fake smile plastered, causing them to pause and look over to a lady in blue approaching them and two students linking arms following right behind. "Leave it like you found it!" The same woman sing-songed, "And by that, I mean just leave it." With her instructions, Jay tossed the belongings back into the limo.
Upon laying eyes on a girl with a modestly tailored dress, he was greatly astonished by the sight. "Hello, foxy," he attempted to flirt, earning questionable looks from both the villain and Auradon kids, "the name's Jay."
"Jay." Cordelia shot him a stern look from behind, and he instantly got the memo that this wasn't the time. Returning to his spot next to her, she elbowed the boy in the abdomen for his "lasting" first impression.
"Welcome to Auradon Prep!" The older woman exclaimed, startling all of them with her charismatic voice. "I'm Fairy Godmother, headmistress."
"The Fairy Godmother?" Mal spoke up with sudden interest, "As in 'bibbidi-bobbidi-boo?'"
"You know it!"
"Yeah, I always wondered what it felt like for Cinderella when you just appeared, out of nowhere, with that sparkly wand and warm smile."
"Oh," she acknowledged and accepted the praise she was receiving.
"And that sparkling wand."
Cordelia glanced over to Mal, knowing where she was getting at. It sort of made her laugh, seeing her try to flatter the Fairy Godmother to get closer to the wand.
"That was a long time ago," she replied with a pout, "and as I always say, 'don't focus on the past or you'll miss the future.'"
"It's so nice to finally meet you all," the boy who stood beside the girl Jay attempted to flirt with, walked forward with a wide grin. "I'm Ben."
"I figure that you're the one who formed that proclamation that sent us all here," the Queen of Hearts' daughter motioned to her and her friends. "How'd you figure that out?" He asked, tilting his head with intrigue. "The princely haircut," she teased, and he chuckled at her words.
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𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 . . . ben florian
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