Chapter Three

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  "It's a trap!"

I shot awake when I heard Carlos yell that. I'd almost hit the top of the fancy car, when Evie had stopped me, putting her hand in front of my face. I looked through the, now opened, barrier between the driver and us, and saw nothing but an ocean filled void approaching us. We all screamed and I curled into a ball, waiting for the deathly impact...

...but oddly, it never came. I opened my eyes and saw that we were driving on some sort of bridge, seemingly made of golden dust. I gasped, shocked.

"It must be magic," Evie smiled, practically bouncing.

Mal looked down at a remote in her hands, then turned to face the driver.

"Hey!" She tapped the remote, getting his attention. He looked at us through the mirror above his head. "Did this-" she placed her finger on one of the buttons. "-button just open the magic barrier?"

"No." He held up another, cream colored remote with two buttons. "This button opens the magic barrier. That one opens my garage." He placed his finger on a button above his head. "And this one..."

He pushed it down and the barrier between us and him came back.

"Uh, okay," Mal laughed, turning back around. "Nasty. I like him."

I rolled my eyes and relaxed again, enjoying the ride to Auradon.

After, probably, another hour of driving, we finally arrived at our destination, a school named Auradon Prep. Carlos and Jay had been fighting over something for the past ten minutes, and even after we opened the door, they tumbled out, still arguing over it. Mal, Evie, and I stepped over them. They were screeching like gryphons and yanked on it.

"Guys? Guys!" They stopped fighting and looked at Mal. "We have an audience," she hissed.

A bubbly, short, brunette haired woman looked at us.

"Leave it like you found it," she told them in a sing song voice. "And by that I mean leave it."

Jay and Carlos dropped the things they were holding and stood next to us. I focused my attention on the two boys standing next to her, and the one girl. Jay noticed the girl and walked up to her.

"Hi there," he murmured, "my name's Jay."

She laughed awkwardly and Jay backed away.

"Welcome to Auradon Prep," the short lady greeted. "My name is Fairy Godmother, and I'm the headmistress."

Mal's attention was piqued.

"The Fairy Godmother? As is bibbidi-bobbidi-boo?"

"Bibbidi-bobbidi," she nodded. "You know it."

"Yeah. You know I've always wondered when it felt like for Cinderella when you just appeared with that sparkly wand, and big smile... and that sparkly wand."

"What is Mal doing?" I hissed at Evie.

"It involves 'the wand.'"

"That was a long time ago. And as I say, 'don't focus on the past, or you'll miss the future.'

The two boys and the girl stepped forward, and the taller of the two spoke.

"It's so nice to finally meet you all," he smiled. "I'm Ben."

I was listening, but my attention was fully focused on the other boy. He looked my age, which amazed me. I'd never seen another kid, besides Carlos, who was my age.

"Prince Benjamin," the girl squealed. "Soon to be king."

Evie stepped forward, dazed.

"You had me at 'prince.' My mom's a queen, which makes me a princess."

"The Evil Queen has no royal status here. And neither do you."

Prince Ben chuckled awkwardly.

"This is Audrey."

"Princess Audrey," she interjected. "His girlfriend. Right, Bennyboo?"

I laughed internally. Bennyboo? Was she for real?

"Ben and Audrey are gonna show you all around, and I'll see you all tomorrow." Fairy Godmother shoved their hands apart and walked forward. "The doors of wisdom are never shut! But the library hours are from eight to eleven, and as you may have heard, I have a little thing about curfews."

She walked away, then Ben continued speaking.

"Oh, uh, this is my younger brother, Prince Jonothan."

Evie huffed at the mention of 'younger,' and I laughed, which caused everyone to look at me. Prince Jonothan took notice and walked over to me.

"Hello. I'm Prince Jonothan." He stuck out his hand and I took it, expecting to shake it. Instead, he kissed my hand. I flinched and pulled it away. "But, uh, you can call me Jon."

"Hera," I sighed. "Daughter of the Queen of Hearts."

"Well that explains all the black and red," he chuckled. I couldn't help but crack a smirk.

This was going to be a long day.

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