Il libro di Jaylos

De Vil, Not Evil - Chapter 3: A Long Awaited Brother

Some people change, some people never change, and some people surprise you. And you never truly know until someone proves them self. How you see someone, may not be how they actually are. Good isn't always good, evil isn't always evil. And just because someone is raised one way doesn't mean they are that. You may be surprised.

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Evie, Mal and Jay marched down to the locker room for the tourney team, specifically to the Coach's office. The man in question was sitting at his desk, his head in his hands.

"Coach?" Jay asked.

Coached jumped up.

"Jay! How are you? How is... Carlos?" He asked carfully. He had grown fond of the little guy. Terrible at sports, but a wonderful kid to be around. Always caring for people, like the headmistress's daughter, and Dude.

"I don't know Coach, Fairy God Mother is taking care of him the best she can. It's looking bad... But worse things have happened on the island. You should meet his mother..."

In the end, Jay was just talking to himself, but everyone heard him. Evie placed a hand on his arm, reminding him of their mission.

"But we have a question. Has anyone lost their jersey lately? Don't ask how, but it could help us find Dude." Jay asked.

"Dude's gone too? My goodness, who in the world is in Auradon Prep. They should be moved to the Isle of the Lost..." He did the same as Jay, and ended with talking to himself, but he caught it. "Well, Chad reported his stolen from his locker. I really need to get you guys locks..." Coach replied, but trailed off as the group sped out of his office.

He went back to sitting at his desk, praying for his newest team member to get better.

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Chad Charming was sitting in his room, writing in a card, when he heard a frantic, angry knock on his door. He cautiously walked over to answer it, and was immediately grabbed by large, strong, angry hands, that ended up belonging to an angry Jay. Chad had to use all his focus to stay standing, but didn't want to anger the guy anymore. He had just heard about Carlos...

"How dare you hurt Carlos! Where is Dude? Where is he?" Jay demanded, shaking the prince.

"I didn't! And I don't know! Please!" Chad cried.

"We can see Dude through the magic mirror, we know he's in the forest, sitting on your jersey. Your's is the only one missing, you always hated Carlos for being the child of a villain, you always hated us. You hurt my Carlos, and you stole Dude. Where. Is. He?"

With each sentence, Jay shook Chad harder and harder. His grip threatened to rip Chad's shirt, his lips form into a snarl. Chad just kept begging, as his feet left the ground, Jay lifting him into the air.

"Please! My jersey was stolen from my gym locker, they don't have locks, you know that! It wasn't me, I was with my mother! She was so impressed with you guys, she wants to bring her step-sisters' children to our castle. I was telling her about how you guys are good! Please!"

"Jay, put him back down! He seems to have an alibi, and we can check it out." Evie demanded.

Chad was returned to the floor, after which Jay smoothed out his shirt, in a mock apology.

"If I find out you're lying, I will be back." Jay threatened.

Chad just nodded.

"Well, if you insist it wasn't you, do you know who it could possibly be?" Mal asked, not sure if she should believe him.

"Well, it has to be someone on the tourney team, right? Since, the someone stole my jersey, and no one is allowed into the locker room unless they are on the team." Chad tried to help.