Anarchy

IV

CHAPTER 4,
"LOVE SPELL."

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❝What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others remains and is immortal.❞

— Mason Albert Pike

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"Mom said, 'If a boy can't see the beauty within, then he's not worth it.' Can you believe it?! What world does she live in?!" Jane cried, throwing her head back from where she paced back and forth on the floor.

She'd turned out to be worse than Evie, in Anna's opinion, which wasn't exactly hard when the werewolf cared about Evie. Anna wasn't all that surprised that Jane had gotten in trouble with Fairy Godmother for what Mal had done to the girl's hair.

The brunette restrained a snarl, "Auradon."

"Mal, do you like?" the aforementioned teal-headed girl held up the quilt she was working on for her bed.

"Yeah... Brings out your eyes," Mal responded vacantly.

"I know," she turned to Anna expectantly with that excited expression that got her every time.

"It's your color," she offered dumbly with a shrug as she took a sip of her drink.

Anna was used to the drinks from the Isle. Most of them were alcoholic, much to the disinterest of their semi-impassive parents. The beverages in Auradon burned her throat too, but they were bubbly — She'd been informed this was referred to as "fizz."

"I'll never get a boyfriend," Jane whined, drawing the rather one-sided conversation back toward herself.

"Boyfriends —" Mal blew some eraser shavings from the page she was working on, "— are overrated."

Anna raised her hand, "Agreed."

"And how would either of you know?" Evie smiled coyly at them and put her chin in her hand, "You've never had one."

Her full attention wasn't on the conversation, so something was on her mind. She seemed to have something on the tip of her brain, working its way to the surface.

Anna leaned back over the chair and looked at her, "I don't plan on it either."

"That's because I don't need one." Mal looked up at her, "They're a waste of time."

"I forgot to do Chad's homework!" Evie gasped, "Oh, no!"

"And that —" Anna leaned over the chair again and pointed at a, to her, upside down Evie.

"— is exactly what we mean," Mal finished and smiled at Anna.

Evie sat down at her desk and opened his backpack hurriedly.

"Eve, you know I'm all for cheating on homework —" Anna walked over and pushed the flap of the boy's rucksack back down, "It sucks, seriously — but doing some Auradonian's for them? A serious 'no.'"

There was a knock on the open doorframe, attracting the attention of the room's aggravated occupants. A girl stood there, wearing so many bright colors it made Anna want to puke all over her. But, seeing as that would only make the outfit more repulsive, she decided against it and forced the bile back down her throat, taking a swig of the mainland drink.

"Hi, I'm Loni," she looked at the room's contents with a faux happy expression. "My mom's Mulan... No? Anyways, I love what you've done with Jane's hair and I know you hate us and you're... evil... but do you think you could do mine?"