Welcome to The Night

Boys Ruin Everything Pt.2

Fieri's attention had now gone back to the boy infont of her. His skin was almost as pale as a vampires' but it has a sort of tint to it almost like a tan but not quite. When she looked at his hair there were tiny little horns peaking out.

Her train of thought was cut short when Sophie jumped on her seat,

screaming and shaking her tunic until the dead canary plopped to the floor. She recognized the bird with a frown—then noticed the entire hall gaping at her friend. Sophie gave her best princess curtsy and sat back down.

Hester and Anadil looked at the decapitated bird, then at Agatha.

"Courtesy of my sister ladies," Fieri chimes to the two girls with a smile.

"Her we like," Anadil quipped, rats squeaking in agreement.

"Your first year will consist of required courses to prepare you for three major tests: the Trial by Tale, the Circus of Talents, and the Snow Ball," Castor growled. "After the first year, you will be divided into three tracks: one for villain and hero Leaders, one for henchmen and helper Followers, and one for Mogrifs, or those that will undergo transformation."

"For the next two years, Leaders will train to fight their future Nemeses," Pollux said. "Followers will develop skills to defend their future Leaders. Mogrifs will learn to adapt to their new forms and survive in the treacherous Woods. Finally, after the third year, Leaders will be paired with Followers and Mogrifs and you will all move into the Endless Woods to begin your journeys . . ."

"Now as to how we determine your future tracks, we do not give 'marks' here at the School for Good and Evil," said Pollux. "Instead, for every test or challenge, you will be ranked within your classes so you know exactly where you stand. There are 120 students in each school and we have divided you into six groups of 20 for your classes. After each challenge, you will be ranked from 1 to 20. If you are ranked in the top five in your group consistently, you will end up on the Leader track. If you score in the midrange repeatedly, you'll end up a Follower. And if you're consistently below a 13, then your talents will be best served as a Mogrif, either animal or plant."

Students on both aisles murmured, already placing bets on who would end up a tumbo tree.

"I must add that anyone who receives three 20s in a row will immediately be failed," said Pollux gravely. "As I said, given the exceptional incompetence required to earn three straight last-place ranks, I am confident this rule will not apply to any of you."

The Nevers in her row threw Sophie a look.

"When they put me where I belong, you'll all feel foolish, won't you?" Sophie shot back.

"Sophie..." Fieri muttered to her friend under her breath, "Please don't make a scene."

"Your swan crest will be visible on your heart at all times," Pollux continued. "Any attempt to conceal or remove it will likely result in injury or embarrassment, so please refrain."

Fieri watched students on both sides trying to cover the glittering silver swans on their uniforms. Mimicking them, she folded the droopy collar of her tunic to obscure her own swan—instantly the crest vanished off the robe and appeared on her chest. Stunned, she ran her finger over the swan, but it was embedded in her skin like a tattoo. She released the fold and the swan vanished off her skin and reappeared on the robe.

"Furthermore, as the Theater of Tales is in Good this year, Nevers will be escorted here for all joint school functions," said Pollux. "Otherwise, you must remain in your schools at all times."

"Why is the Theater in Good?" Dot hollered through a mouthful of fudge.

Pollux raised his nose. "Whoever wins the Circus of Talents gets the Theater in their school."

"And Good hasn't lost a Circus or Trial by Tale or, now that I think about it, any competition at this school for the last two hundred years," Castor harrumphed. Villains started rumbling again.

"But Good is so far from Evil!" Dot huffed.

"Heaven forbid she has to walk," Sophie mumbled. Dot heard and glowered at her.

"Witch." Fieri hisses to Sophie under her breath and the blond kicks at her shin.

Pollux ignored the Nevers' grumbles and droned on about curfew times, lulling half the room to sleep. A girl on the side of good raised her hand. "Are Groom Rooms open yet?"

All of a sudden the Evers looked awake.

"Well, I was planning to discuss Groom Rooms next assembly," Pollux

said—

"Is it true that only certain kids can use them?" asked another girl.

Pollux sighed. "Groom Rooms in the Good Towers are only available to Evers ranked in the top half of their class on any given day. Rankings will be posted on the Groom Room doors and throughout the castle. Please do not abuse Albemarle if he's behind on posting them. Now as to curfew rules —"

"What are Groom Rooms?" Sophie whispered to Hester.

"Where Evers primp, preen, and get their hair done," Hester shuddered.

Sophie sprang up. "Do we have Groom Rooms?"

Pollux pursed his lips. "Nevers have Doom Rooms, dear."

"Where we get our hair done?" Sophie beamed.

"Where you're beaten and tortured," Pollux said.

Sophie sat down.

"Now curfew will occur at precisely—"

"How do you become Class Captain?" Hester asked. The question and

the presumptuous tone behind it instantly made her unpopular on both sides

of the aisle.

"If you all flunk curfew inspections, don't blame me!" Pollux groaned. "All right. After the Trial by Tale, the top-ranked students in each school will be named Class Captain. These two students will have special privileges, including private study with select faculty, field trips into the Endless Woods, and the chance to train with renowned heroes and villains. As you know, our Captains have gone on to be some of the greatest legends in the Endless Woods."

While both sides buzzed, Fieri mulled over the pros and cons of actually trying at school. Pros: She doesn't get turned into a tree, Cons: She gets turned into a tree.

"This year you will have six required classes in your individual schools," Pollux went on. "The seventh class, Surviving Fairy Tales, will include both Good and Evil and takes place in the Blue Forest behind the schools. Also please note, both Beautification and Etiquette are for Good girls only, while Good boys will have Grooming and Chivalry instead."

"Breakfast and supper will take place in your school supper halls, but you'll all eat lunch together in the Clearing," Castor grunted. "That is if you're mature enough to handle the privilege."

"The Endless Woods beyond the school gates are barred to first-year students," said Pollux. "And though that rule may fall on deaf ears for the most adventurous of you, let me remind you of the most important rule of all. One that will cost you your lives if you fail to obey."

"Never go into the Woods after dark," said Pollux. His cuddly smile returned. "You may return to your schools! Supper is at seven o'clock sharp!"

Fieri rose with the rest of the Nevers questioning Hester about her interest in class captain when a voice ripped through the chatter—

"How do we see the School Master?"

The hall went dead silent. Students turned, shell-shocked.

Agatha stood alone in the aisle, glaring up at Castor and Pollux. The twin-headed dog jumped off the stage and landed a foot from her, splashing her with drool. Both heads glared into Agatha's eyes, wearing the same ferocious expression. It wasn't clear who was who.

"You don't," they growled.

Agatha was whisked away from the crowd by fairies, she obviously wanted to go home. For Fieri she could see something different on Sophie's face, Sophie didn't want to go home, no.

Sophie wanted a prince.