Il libro di Jaylos

Get out of my head!

taken from: Eternal_writes on Ao3
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Auradon was for people with superpowers, and even people from the Isle were allowed to attend. So, Carlos de Vil started attending today, accompanied by Mal, his most trusted friend. She walked with her phone in her hand. "Did you hear we're the only one's from the Isle going this year?" She asked him.

"We are?"

"Lucky us to be stuck with prissy princesses am I right?" Mal said, a look of disgust coming over her face.

"Really Mal? Prissy princesses? If I recall correctly, you're into that," Carlos replied, "The princes are the prissy ones,"

'Says the guy who was drooling over Aziz the other day.' Carlos rolled his eyes. "I should really stop reading you mind,"

'Hey Carlos, I saw this really cute princess walking through the market the other day. Oh i'd love to-'

"Mal!" Carlos screeched, covering his ears. "Stop thinking, right now!"

'Block me out idiot.' Carlos sighed and closed off his mind. All was quiet, for now. They walked together, wearing the signature leather of the Isle, mostly referred to as the Isle of the fucking poor. He lived with Mal, but his mother was Cruella. He began living with Mal after someone told social services about Cruella's cruelty.

Pun intended.

Carlos knew it was Mal who told the Queen and King themselves. She'd told him, in fact, after he moved in with her. "I told them about her C," she whispered that night, "She was killing you, you were so jumpy and scared all the time. I was scared for you,"

"Thanks," he'd whispered back, trying to avoid crying. Over the years, Carlos has gained confidence from Mal, he was sassy, and rude. They fit each other perfectly. As siblings. Carlos was confident, but crowds always got to him and dogs, as heights got to Mal. They helped each other through their fears though, Mal encouraged Carlos to stir up mischief which comforted him. Carlos told Mal to imagine flying when faced with heights.. Carlos grabbed Mal's hand as they finally saw the school, just outside the Isle, far away enough that it looked pretty clean and safe.

Carlos instinctively closed off his mind as they neared the school. Mal sneezed suddenly and fire blew out of her nose. Carlos barked out a laugh as the crowd waiting at the doors screamed. "Shut up Carlos!"

"But - hah - you sneezed fire! Again!" He managed to say through his giggles. He wiped an imaginary tear off his cheek, and Mal whacked him. Gently.

"Why you little-!" Mal screeched as Carlos danced away. He slipped through the crowd, successfully causing mischief. The kids from the Isle were always causing trouble, and spreading evil.

"Come get me Mallory!"Carlos shouted at her, Mal grumbled and followed him. Two kids from Auradon, the clean part of the country, were watching them curiously. The rest of the crowd looked a little scared. Mal finally reached Carlos and yanked him off his feet.

"You rude little runt!" Mal growled. Carlos gave her his evilest grin.

"Wingless dragon," Carlos snapped back. Mal gasped loudly and dramatically.

"You wound me, de Vil!" She replied, and Carlos doubled over in laughter. Jay, a boy much taller than both of them laughed. Carlos turned around to face Jay and raised an interested eyebrow. Evie pursed her lips together as well. "Did you say de Vil?" a tall girl asked, "As in Cruella de Vil?"

"The evilest there is," Mal responded, pointing at Carlos. The said boy turned and paled at the sight of the teen.

"Oh my god it's my favorite Auradonian, Mal," He said loud enough for everyone to hear. "Anita and Roger's kid, Dotty!" He smiled at Mal and Dotty.