Chapter Three

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Back in the Auradon Prep ballroom, Cory was busy practising how he would talk to his brother. The Ballroom was where the gang was throwing Carlos' Sweet 16. Even though he kept trying to convince Mal and Evie that he didn't want a party, they would never listen.

Cory De Vil was almost the complete opposite of his older twin brother. Cory had white roots and black hair, he took after his Mom, and he wasn't a boy genius. But they both had the same haircut.

'Surely, he must be mad at me. He spent 15 years of his life on the isle of the lost'. Cory thought to himself as he was pacing back and forth.

"Hi! My name is Cory"! He practised. "No, that won't work".

"Well, you could say greetings". Said a voice.

Cory turned around to see a teen with white hair.

"You must be Carlos". Said Cory.

"And you must be Cory. I only found out about you today". Carlos said inspecting his party.

"I knew about you my whole life". Cory said about to cry.

"Why didn't you write"?

"Because, Dad wanted no connection to the isle". He said a little disappointed.

"Why did he only take you"? Carlos yelled. Which startled Cory.

"It wasn't Dad's Choice"! Cory yelled back.

"What do mean it wasn't his choice"!? Carlos was now furious. His face was starting to match his jacket. "And I've been in Auradon for a year! And you never bothered to say, Oh Hi! I'm the twin Dad picked over you"!

"It wasn't my fault". A another voice said in a distace.

A man with black hair walked in the room. He had a Auradon police jacket on(As if Auradon needed police).

"If Someone sent you in here because of all the yelling, trust me. I was just leaving". Carlos said.

"No your not". The man said.

"Why not"? Carlos smirked.

"Because... he's our Dad".

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