From the Isle to Auradon ~ Carlos de vil x reader

Classes

"Correct Mal" said fairy godmother for the 100th time today. This class was a bore, ugh here goes fairy godmother with her stupid little questions I grumbled to myself.

"IF YOU ARE GIVEN A BABY DO YOU

A) CURSE IT

B) LOCK IT IN A TOWER

C) GIVE IT A BOTTLE 

D) CARVE OUT IT'S HEART" Asked fairy godmother.

Evie raised her hand, "Yes Evie?" 

"What was the second one?" asked my sister.

"Erm, Mal?" asked the fairy godmother

"C, give it a bottle" answered Mal as she focused back on her drawing.

"Girl you are on fire today" commented Carlos.

"All you have to do is pick the one that doesn't sound any fun" said Mal.

"Oh" replied Carlos, Evie and Jay.

Soon after, a girl with a blue dress and an interesting hair cut entered the room. She whimpered when she walked past us and shoved folders into fairy godmother's hands and muttered something about reports and a coronation.

"All of you remember my daughter, Jane"

"No mother" she whispered as she was forced to look at us," Don't mind me, as you were" she said as she ran out of the classroom.

"IF YOU FIND A CUP OF POISON DO YOU

A) PUT IT IN THE KINGS WINE

B) PAINT IN ON AN APPLE

Me and Evie smirked at each other

C) HAND IT OVER TO THE PROPER AUTHORITIES" Asked Fairy godmother.

Carlos and Jay fought over who would answer as I lay on the table, could this class get anymore boring.

Timeskip till after the class finished

Me and Mal were at the lockers when Ben started talking to her about the paint on her locker. Whilst they were talking, Jane whimpered as she walked past me and Mal. I nudged Mal with my foot and nodded  towards the bathroom where Jane went. As she finished talking to Ben we walked into the  bathroom. I went and sat by the sink as Mal stood in front of her.

"Hi" we say in unison.

"It's Jane, right?" asked Mal

"I've always loved the name Jane" I lied

"That's cool" she replied , trying to walk out of the bathroom

"Wait!" said Mal, a bit too loud

"I guess we were trying to make a friend, you probably have all the friends you need" I exclaimed 

"Hardly" she mumbled 

"Really?" asked Mal ,"With your mom being fairy godmother and headmistress, and I mean not to mention your-"

"Personality" I cut in

"You both are really pretty, you have great hair" she says indicating Mal.

"You know what, I have just the think for that!" said Mal as she pulled out her spell book. "It's right, here" she said pointing at a page in her book.

"Beware, foreswear replace the old with brand new hair" chanted Mal, she swished her fingers in a pattern and then suddenly the old bob that was Jane's hair was now medium curls, flowing down her left shoulder.

Jane turned to the mirror with a great big smile on her face. 

"Wow, you almost don't notice your other features anymore" I said

Jane turned to Mal and pointed at the book saying ," Do my nose, do my nose!"

"Oh I can't" replied Mal apologetically "But maybe your mom could, with her wand, one swoosh from that thing and then you could probably have all the features you wanted".

"She doesn't use the wand anymore" frowned Jane," She believes that magic is in the books, not the spell books, normal books with history in them".

"What a rip" I sighed.

"You know she used her magic on cinderella, she wasn't even her real daughter, doesn't she love you?" questioned Mal. 

"Of course the loves me, tough love, work on the inside not the outside" said Jane as she gave a sad smile.

"Thats the face!" I blurted," Yeah pretend your heart is about to break" I began to act," Oh mother, why can't you make me beautiful too?" I smiled.

"Do you think it will work?" asked Jane

"Yeah" assured Mal," I mean thats what old Cindy did and your mom Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Booed the living daylights out of her" she said with a smile.

"And if your mom decides to break out the old wand, invite us" I suggested.

"If I can convince mom, you're so there" she told us with a grin.

"Yay!" said Mal as she clapped her hands

"Bye" whispered Jane as she left the bathroom

"Bye" we whispered back in unison. Before we left for classes I gave Mal a high five.

Hopefully Jane could be our ticket home.