A New York VK

Part 3

Luke Ross---

No. . .

That's not his real name

Carlos De-Vil , the son of Cruella De-Vil, had the short reunion with his three oldest friends, thought they claim he's only been gone for a couple days. His 'abduction' was similar to that of Mal's--where she temporarily lived the life of Liv Rooney; Carlos lived the life of Luke Ross. The only difference between the two was Mal didn't think she was the 'real' Liv while Carlos fully believed he was Luke, until Jane made him remember with 'True Love's Kiss'---which his friends teased him about until he turned bright red.

The five of them  came to a simple, yet complex conclusion. If Carlos were to return to Auradon at the moment, his family in New York would think he ran away and contact the authorities. Everyone would search up and down for him since he was the adopted son of famous celebrities. So the order of that 'universe' isn't corrupted, Carlos would have to convince either his nanny or his adopted parents to let him attend Auradon Prep. Later on, the five of them will figure out a way to explain to Carlos's other family that  Luke Ross never really existed and it was the cause of wild magic that had been stuck underground.

See? Simple, yet complex!

After spending a couple more hours at the park, Carlos had to return to the penthouse with his 'siblings' and 'nanny', but had his three friends and girlfriend follow them to his 'home' for some back up.

"Auradon Prep is practically made for me," Carlos informed Jessie, though she tried to ignore him. "The owners and the headmistress choose mischievous students to pay for their tuition until they graduate."

Jessie crossed her arms over her chest in suspicion. "Why do they look for mischievous students?"

"It's like a reform school too," Evie interjected to aid her friend. She gestured to herself, Mal , and Jay. "We were part of the ones chosen for the program. We used to play a lot of harmful pranks on children our age, but since going to Auradon Prep, we've changed our ways. We have better manners and are no longer the troublemakers we used to be."

"And our grades improved drastically," Jay added. "The three of us used to have the lowest grades, but now we are closed to the top of our class."

"My mother is the headmistress of the school." Jane commented for further proof. "Which means Car---Luke will be around good influences like me."

Jessie sighed. "Look, I'd really like to say 'yes'," she claimed, "but it's not my decision to make. His mother, Christina, should be here in a few minutes. You'll have to convince her."

As if on cue, the elevator opened to reveal a beautiful woman with dirty-blonde hair dressed in professional attire. Four of the five swooned at her beauty while the remaining one confronted her.

"Mom!" Carlos greeted, the name rolling off his tongue easily. "Please let me go to their boarding school. I just have to go!"

"Slow down, Luke," Christina said as she sat her luggage next to their 'front door'. "Just what are you talking about?"

"I've been offered a chance to go to a boarding and prep school called Auradon Prep," he slowly began to explain. "The owners are going to pay for my tuition until I graduate. The only catch is my grades can't fall below a 'B'."

"How are you going to manage that?" Christina wondered concerningly. "You barely passed your freshman year."

"I'll study," Carlos promised insistently. "I'll take notes. I'll ask for help. I'll get a tutor if I need one. I have to go to this school."

Christina sighed as she looked between the four 'strangers' and her son, who looked more hopeful than ever. She just couldn't crush his spirit. "You can go," she decided. "But you have to promise me a few things."

"Absolutely." Carlos nodded erratically. "Anything."

"First, you have to call your siblings every week," Christina listed off. "You have to visit during school vacations----"

"Could my girlfriend come with?" Carlos interrupted, before correcting himself, "I mean, if I have one by then."

"Some, not all," she agreed. "And I expect to see your grade-card every time it's available. I want to see that you are actually trying."

"I promise," Carlos vowed. "Does this mean I can go?"

Christina smiled as she nodded softly. "Yes, you can go."

"Yes!" Out of instinct, Carlos unconsciously ran to Jane and enveloped her in a tight hug, giving him the opportunity to whisper in her ear, "Let's go home."