𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 | "The code is more what you'd call 'guidelines' than actual rules."
In which Heather Barbossa feels lost without
her brother and best friend.
OR
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"Okay! So, how about a tour? Yeah?" Ben got everyone's attention as they turned to follow him. Ben and Mal walked forward to the statue of King Beast.
"I swear you are saying the same exact things." Carlos muttered as Jay chuckled.
"Auradon Prep, originally built over three hundred years ago and converted into a high school by my father, when he became king." Ben clapped his hands as the statue changed from Man to Beast and back again.
"Interesting." Sam said. "That's the weirdest fucking thing I've ever seen."
"Thank you for your insight Sam." Ben said, chuckling slightly. Mal grit her teeth together at the interaction, though neither Sam or Ben paid any mind.
"Green isn't your color." HJ commented as Mal's eyes flashed green once more and once again none of them noticed. Ben led them into the school, waving his hand around them.
"Well." Ben said. "I'm not very busy at the moment. I decided to personally lead you to your dorms."
"Because you did so great with that last time." Mal teased as Ben shrugged his shoulders.
"It's fine." Ben said. "I wasn't really prepared last time. But I am now."
"Yes second times the charm." Evie said. "Or is it the third time? I don't know. People just like popping up out of the blue."
"Yes we did." Quinn said. "And if you'll excuse me, I'm going to my dorm."
Quinn headed up the stairs to their left, leaving them watching her until she disappeared out of sight. Maddie and Crystal trailed after her, calling her name.
"She's upset." Gigi said.
"That's an understatement." HJ said. "She thought Chelsea would forgive her and come here."
"Why wouldn't she?"
"We haven't seen or heard from Chelsea since Quinn left." Sam said. "So I highly doubt she would've cared if Quinn got her an invite here."
"That's understandable." Gigi said. "Anyway, we have other things to talk about."
"Like the classes you'll be taking." Evie said, pulling out a clipboard. "We put in the requirements. History of Woodsmen and Pirates, Safety Rules for the Internet, and Remedial Goodness 101."
"You have a total eight classes." Carlos said. "But you can add more if you want."
"Add more?" Sam said. "I've never taken more than two."
"Because you didn't show up to school." HJ said.
"But here we have to show up to every class." Evie said. "I know. It's weird. You have to be on time."
"Sam's never on time to anything." Dizzy said. "What other classes are there?"
"Enchanted Forestry. Bad Fairies. Mathematics. Grammar. History of Auradon." Mal rattled off. "I'm just listing classes I took. You can take different ones if you wanted."
"If there's something you like there's probably a class for it." Jay said. "But there isn't hostage taking or anything like that."
"Can I see the list of things?" Sam asked as Evie nodded, handing each of them a paper.
Art Class Bad Fairies Basic Chivalry Chemistry Grammar History of Auradon History of Woodsmen and Pirates Life Skills Without Magic Magical History Mathematics Remedial Goodness 101 Safety Rules for the Internet Virtues & Values
"There are lots of clubs you can join too." Ben said. "Like Tourney and ROAR. Cheerleading, Drama, Marching Band. Cooking Club."
"So many options." Dizzy said. "What classes should we take Sam?"
"Actually." Ben said. "I had a different plan for you Sam."
"I don't like different." Sam said. "What would that be?"
"You could be one of my royal advisors." Ben said. "Like Evie."
"Do I still have to take these classes?"
"Well only the requirements." Ben said. "Though Evie still takes all of the classes."
"Ben did you think this through?" Mal asked. "I'm not trying to offend or anything Sam."
"None taken." Sam said with a shrug. "I could care less what you say."
"I was trying to be nice." Mal said.
"You should try harder." Sam said. "Nine months in Auradon and your still the same as you were before."
"I think she's changed." Evie said, standing in between them. "For the better. And I think Ben's plan is wonderful."
"Because you helped him with it?" Sam said. "Because this has you written all over it."
"Maybe a little." Evie said with a smile.
"Sure Benny Boo." Sam said as Mal tried to lunge at her. "Calm down Malsy. I did nothing wrong."
"Stay away from him." Mal said as Sam shrugged.
"I have a boyfriend." Sam said. "Calm the fuck down. Not everyone is after your little boy toy."
"Okay!" Ben said, clasping his hands together, eager to change the subject. "To the dorm rooms."
The group filed up the stairs, heading toward the dorms.
Ben held a key in his head, turning the lock and letting them peer inside.
"This is Sam and Dizzy's room," Ben said. "Unless you two want separate dorms."
"It's fine." Sam said. "I don't really care,"
"It's so pretty." Dizzy squealed, spinning around as she surveyed the room.
Sam said nothing, tossing her bag onto one of the beds, ignoring Dizzy's squealing.
Ben smiled in satisfaction, leading HJ and the rest of them toward HJ's own dorm.
Ben handed him the key before saying a quick goodbye, heading off to who knows where. Mal remained, smiling eerily at HJ.
"You're not planning anything are you HJ?" Mal asked. "Because I know Dizzy would do no such thing and Sam has that whole pregnant thing going on for her."
"I don't think you like her." HJ commented as Mal scoffed.
"I don't." Mal said. "I tolerate her there's a difference."
"I don't get why you'd just tolerate her." HJ said. "She's a very likable person."
"You're just saying that because she's your friend." Mal said. "And I have to play nice with her because she's E's sister."
"Okay." HJ said. "Bye Mal."
He tried closing the door, but Mal's boot was left in the doorway, keeping it pried open.
"What the fuck do you want?" HJ asked.
"I want you to say you aren't planning anything." Mal said. "Then I'll go on with my day."
"I'm not planning anything." HJ said, slamming the door. "I have no idea what her problem is."