Princess Of The Underworld

11| Mal, The Hair-Witch

     "She said that if a boy can't see your inner worth, he's no good for you." Jane quoted what her mother had said when she asked if she would use the wand on her. I traded a look with Mal, looks like it's time for another plan.

   I looked at The Fairy Godmother's daughter as she paced around the room, "Jane, stop. You're creating a draft."

  The girl sat down on Evie's bed, crossing her arms, "What kind of world is my mom living in?"

  Mal snickered from where she was drawing in her Potions textbook, "Auradon."

   "What do you think?" Evie questioned us as she held up the beginning of a blue dress she was creating, I glanced at it before turning back to the window.

   "It's nice." I told the girl, it would suit her well.

  I heard the sound of Mal's scribbling stop, "It's better then nice. It's great. It matches your eyes."

  I looked over to see Evie smiling at Mal, "Thank you." As soon as Evie went back to sewing a light blush spread across Mal's pale cheeks.

  "Now I'll never get a boyfriend." Jane sighed, laying down on the bed, I rolled my eyes.

   Mal sighed, "Boyfriends are overrated."

  Evie looked up at me, smirking, "And how would you know, Mal? You've never dated anyone."

The purple-haired girl didn't look up, "I don't need to have one to know they're stupid."

  Evie then dropped the fabric she was holding on the ground, racing over to her backpack and pulling out papers, "I forgot to do Chad's homework!"

  "Thank you for proving my point." My eyes moved from where Evie was writing frantically to the door when it opened to reveal a girl I hadn't seen before.

   "Hey guys, I'm Lonnie." We all looked at her, confused. Was I supposed to know who she was?

   "Mulan's daughter?" She tried, we all still stared at her, she shrugged, "Whatever, I know you're evil and you hate us and stuff, but I saw what you did to Jane's hair and I love it, could you do it for me?"

  Mal scoffed, barely looking up from her drawing, "And why would I do that?"

   Lonnie then pulled out a small bag, "I'll pay you fifty dollars." Evie then immediately grabbed the bag, jingling it lightly.

  "Done." She answered for Mal, I raised an eyebrow at her, "I need the money for more material."

  Evie placed the money on the desk before turning to look at Lonnie, playing with her hair, "Okay, first step, get rid of the bangs, add some volume-"

  "No." Lonnie cut her off, "I want it to look cool, like Hadey's."

I looked down at my own naturally light blue hair as Mal opened up her spellbook, turning it to the right page, "Beware, forswear, replace the old with cool hair." In a second Lonnie had long curly locks.

  She walked over to mirror, Evie not far behind her.

  My blue-haired friend looked at Lonnie's open mouth and shook her head, "I know hun, it's horrible. I say we cut it all off, then layer it to-"

  "No, no, no, no! I love it!" Lonnie exclaimed.

Evie wrinkled her nose in disbelief, "You do?"

  "It's just..." Lonnie looked at her reflection for a second before leaning down and ripping a small tear in her skirt, "Now I'm cool."

   I nodded, looking at the brown-haired girl, "Like ice."

  Jane then walked over next to Lonnie, looking at herself before she too ripped her skirt, only to instantly regret it.

  "What have I done?" Jane's hands flew to cover her mouth, "Mom's gonna kill me!"