Chapter 2

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Zara Pov:

So now you ready to meet the VKs. Cool! Well, you won't hear from me for a little bit, but don't forget about me quite yet.

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3rd person pov:

They say I'm trouble
They say I'm bad
They say I'm evil
And that makes me glad

A girl with purple hair sings as she finishes her graffiti mural that reads Long Live Evil.

A dirty no-good
Down to the bone
Your worst nightmare
Can't take me home

A boy with long brown hair climbs down a ladder and with a huge smirk as he swings a gate open to an alley.

So I've got some mischief
In my blood
Can you blame me
I never got no love

A girl with flawless blue hair sings as she walks across a table where people are attempting to eat what little food the isle is given.

They think I'm callous
A low-life hood
I feel so useless
Misunderstood

A boy with black and white hair pops out of a window and swipes a rotten apple out of the air that a girl was tossing.

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the baddest of them all
Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world

The two girls sing as they storm down the ally way.

I'm rotten to the core, core
Rotten to the core
I'm rotten to the core, core
Who could ask for more
I'm nothing like the kid next, like the kid next door
I'm rotten to the, I'm rotten to the
I'm rotten to the core

The core four finally meets at a fence shaking it then throwing it open. They smile and sing as the cause mischief by stepping on clothes and knocking people over. They continue to laugh as the bang on pots and pipes to an unknown beat.

Call me a schemer
Call me a freak
How can you say that
I'm just unique

The purple girl spray paints a big M on a shower curtain, then pulls it open with a smirk, exposing the man in the tub.

What, me a traitor
Ain't got your back
Are we not friends
What's up with that

The long-haired boy swings down from a pipe and grabs the teapot acting like he's going to pour the tea. Then he jumps over the table stealing the pot as the people yell after him.

So I'm a misfit
So I'm a flirt
I broke your heart
I made you hurt

The princess in blue storms through the fabrics before spinning the man around with a flirtatious smile to tease him.

The past is past
Forgive, forget
The truth is
You ain't seen nothing yet

The smallest of them all runs through the market knocking over baskets of apples.

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the baddest of them all
Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world

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