Not So Happily Ever After

Brother Bother

Evie primarily was the one giving the tour up until they reached the offices where Uma waited with a tablet. "So we didn't know what electives to put you guys down for. We penciled you in for the necessary classes and remedial goodness class." Evie started but Ben let out an almost beast-like growl startling almost everyone but Uma and Mal.

"Let me guess," Ben's voice dripped with an almost offended tone, "A new class just for us? How... sweet." The sarcasm was very pointed, and all of the Beast gang had a similar look of dislike for the class subject. Evie chuckled nervously looking at her friends a little panicked.

"Well anyway... you get to pick two electives each. Uma can help you decide." She tried to sound chipper but honestly, it just came across as fearful and Ben seemed to smugly appreciate it. He may not be on the Isle but it didn't mean he couldn't have some fun. The thought sent chills down his spine. He was here to be good, but what is the harm in a little misbehavior right? Lonnie was the first one to pick electives with Uma, the two seeming to gel together quite well despite their differences. She ended up picking art and a dance class. Chad followed behind signing up for both Tourney and fencing. Audrey signed up for cheerleading and fashion to absolutely no one's surprise. Ben, however, chose Tourney and a French language class to everyone's surprise. He almost signed up for the technology club at the same time but stopped himself. Uma seemed to notice looking a little bewildered. No one really knew what Ben liked aside from Audrey, she was the only one who really wasn't surprised.

"We should split up, show you around, and how to get to your classes, lockers, and dorms individually. I'll go with Audrey since we have fashion together. Jay, you can show Chad around, Lonnie can go with Mal and..." She glanced apologetically at Carlos for a moment, "Carlos can show Ben around. Sound good to everyone?" Evie was hoping for an excited yes but god blank stares in return. She sighed heavily and took Audrey by the arm, locking their arms together and leading her off down the halls. Mal shrugged and took off with Lonnie. Chad and Jay were practically bro-ing it up together already talking about Tourney as they left leaving Ben standing in front of Carlos. The two just stared at each other for a long moment before Ben's face hardened.

"Well? Are we going to just stand here all day or actually go somewhere?" he didn't sound mad just a little annoyed but was seemingly trying to play nice. Carlos sputtered for a second before nodding and leading Ben down the hall showing him to the different classrooms, he will be having class in, saving the language classroom and the tourney field for last. The whole time Carlos kept starring at Ben making him feel watched. It was starting to remind Ben of how his father watched him and it was putting him on edge. By the time Carlos showed him to his locker his patience had run out completely.

"What?!" Ben snapped looking at Carlos with a hard expression. Carlos flinched backward into the lockers; eyes wide with surprise. Ben couldn't help but smirk a little bit with a glint of enjoyment from how easy this was. He stepped closer to Carlos who pressed back against the lockers hard.

"E-excuse m-me?" Carlos stuttered confused and intimidated. Ben slammed both hands onto the lockers on opposite sides of Carlos boxing him in completely. This made Carlos go flinch and go stiff. He stared up at Ben who was looking back down at Carlos. They were uncomfortably close, faces mere inches apart. A blush rose high up onto Carlos's cheeks and Ben arched a brow, voice a low rumble in his chest.

"You keep starring at me." He means for it to be a question, but it comes out as more of a statement. Ben can't bring himself to be mad at the teen he has caged. Something about him makes the soft part of him ache and demand that he stop but he doesn't want to. Carlos tries to look away but there isn't much to look at other than Ben now.

"S-sorry... I didn't mean to... I just... You're really... I mean." Carlos sputters more face gradually getting redder which only makes Ben more and more confused. He seemed to be intimidating the guy so much he couldn't speak. That is definitely the reason, right? Ben let out a sigh and brought his arms down crossing them over his chest instead of letting Carlos take a breath of relief.

"I guess it's fine. Just try not to stare so much. I don't like being stared at." Ben said dismissively attempting to comfort the teen a bit. The slight kindness was not wasted on Carlos who nodded instead of trying to talk again. A smirk graced Ben's typically emotionless face. "Are you going to show me to my dorm or are you going to just sit here all day staring at me again Carlos?" Ben using his name seemed to break the poor guy for a moment before he nodded again and was practically sprinting down the hallway to get the distance between him and Ben who had spent the whole time, far too close together.

Ben was led, after sprinting to catch up, to the boy's dorms where Carlos stopped in front of a wooden door. "This is Gil's room. He didn't have a dorm mate... so we figured it would be okay." Carlos seemed nervous and Ben couldn't help but be curious.

"What aren't you telling me?" Ben asked icily eyeing Carlos and the door.

"Um... well, he is Gaston and Belle's son... your..." Carlos tries to finish the sentence, but the words won't come out and Ben already looks livid.

"You thought that putting me in the same room as the son of the man who tried to kill my father was a good idea?!" Ben hissed and Carlos shuddered and cowered a bit from Ben before he let out a sigh. "sorry... it isn't your fault I assume. I'm not sleeping in the same room as... this Gil person. I want nothing to do with him." Ben demanded frustratedly ignoring the fact that said person is his half-brother.

"There aren't any more empty dorms... I could try to get you moved in with Chad, but I'd have to ask Harry first. I'd let you stay in my dorm, but I already have Jay as my roommate." Carlos tried to appease him, and this seemed to work. The beastly teen grumbled and nodded.

"Thank you for being willing to try." Ben took a ragged breath and steeled himself before walking into the dorm room. Gil was on his feet and barreling towards Ben so quickly that Ben's reflexes kicked in and he punched him in the gut and flipped him onto the floor, boot on his chest. Gil let out a wheeze and groaned.

"I was only going to hug you, bro..." He groaned from the floor and Carlos looked both amazed and mortified. Ben took his foot of Gil's chest and stepped over him entering the room.

"I don't do hugs... don't touch me." Ben commanded and set his blue leather backpack on top of his bed sitting down. Carlos helped Gil up apologizing but he shrugged him off.

"It's cool dude. I'm just glad to have my brother as my roommate." Gil beamed seemingly unphased by just having been assaulted. Ben glared at him with his most intimidating at fierce stare.

"I'm not your brother and I'm not going to hug you or be your roommate long. As soon as I can find a different roommate, preferably Chad, we will not be talking ever again." His voice hard and mean, nothing nice in it like when he talked to Carlos. Gil didn't seem phased by any of Ben's attempts to intimidate him he just smiled warmly.

"But you are my brother. My dad and your mom..." Gil made hand gestures to imply intercourse and Ben snarled with disgust.

"Just. Shut. Up." Ben seethed and Carlos couldn't help but bite his lip watching Ben get angrier and angrier at how sweet Gil was still trying to be.

"Gil, leave him alone. It has been a long day and he probably just wants to sleep." Carlos offered winking at Ben who seemed to appraise Carlos for a second. Gil seemed to be struck with a deep revelation from this information and nodded.

"OHHHH! Sorry dude. I'll leave you alone now." Gil went back to doing his own thing. Ben scrambled to his feet and over to Carlos.

"How did you do that? How did you shut him up?" Ben seemed almost impressed. Carlos blinked for a second.

"I was just nice to him..." Carlos replied simply, "Also here is my number, text me if you need anything or just want to talk. Okay?" Carlos handed him a small slip of paper and Ben nodded heading back to his bed to curl up. He closed the door and let out a deep sigh walking down the hall to his own dorm. This was going to be rough since all that could fill Carlos's poor head now were thoughts of a teen clad in royal blue leather with gold accents.