I was literally the only person in the classroom.
What, does no one care about dragons?, I thought.
Suddenly there was a blur of purple and flash of green.
Mal- the Mal- as in Lady Maleficent Bertha Faery-walked into the room and took a seat next to me.
She immediately gaped in shock, emerald eyes bulging at me.
"Oh, my...," Mal gasped, clutching my pale shoulders.
"Maleficent," she cursed, "I thought I was the only one."
I stared blankly, blinking in utter confusion.
"In the class, you mean? You...," I recoiled in pain. "You don't want me here?"
My head is spinning so fast that I can't breathe. Oh my GOD, I'm in Auradon, sitting next to the Mal, and Maleficent, did I just make enemies with her on the same that I made friends with Uma?!
Mal gave a reassuring smile.
"Of course not," she said, "In fact, your being here changes everything."
I rolled my eyes, still oblivious and not making sense of the situation. "It certainly did for me," I said with a bare hint of sarcasm.
"No, for both of us."
Her flashing emerald eyes seared into the depths of my soul, glittering with urgency and...tears.
With a shallow intake of breath, Mal raised her arm.
My blood buckled, my jaw dropped, and a sharp chill raced down my spine.
I raised my own trembling arm to show the mark I'd had since the moment I was born, the mark that for ages I'd thought of as a birthmark.
Mal had the exact same mark, in the exact same place.
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This Enchanting New World
FanfictionClarissa, Queen Narissa's child, is on the list of new VKs that want to go to Auradon, and dreams of that fairy tale life more than anything, yearning to be more than simply worthless . When she finally leaves the gritty, cold, and cruel Isle with h...
