Il libro di Jaylos

Auradon Prep - Part 1

taken from: Angel_of_Gryffindor on Ao3
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United States of Auradon seemed like the perfect place to live; everyone was nice, it was interracial, every business was booming and people were very happy.
Their President Adam Beast, or simply Beast, was just to his people even if his temper rose a few too many times against his opponents during debates.
The First Lady Belle was a lovely woman from a poor part of France but she studied in Auradon Prep where she met Adam, at the height of his bad tempers, and they fell in love.
As perfect as everything was there was one part of The United States of Auradon that was troubled was located far in the south; it was a place where ex-politicians now lived.
When Adam Beast came to power he immediately got rid of the corrupt parliament members, sending them to a place where everything was restricted.
However there was one place that united the next generation; Auradon Prep.
Adam's son, Ben, had pointed out that at the age of seven that being isolated wouldn't do the children of those people any good and it would only produce more corrupt people.
So reluctantly President Adam allowed the children to attend the school but it didn't appear to be doing very much.

Fifteen year old Carlos De Vil wasn't like the other kids at school; he loved school and hated home. He was the youngest in his year, making him look small and weak, he was also very smart so it made him a very easy target.
Unfortunately it happened at school and at home.
His mother, Cruella De Vil, was an ex-fashion designer who made an entire range from fur for every season, of course it rubbed many people the wrong way and she was soon hunted out of the main state of Auradon.
Every closet in the house had at least five fur coats in it, made from hundreds of different animals, sometimes Carlos would catch his mother just staring at them with a sad, longing look.
In the twenty years since all the corrupt politicians had been banished Cruella hadn't changed, mostly because there were many dodgy plastic surgeons so they nipped, tucked and inflated anybody for any price.
Carlos looked like his mother if she had never had surgery; both had two-toned hair, Crulella split down the middle with black and white while Carlos's was black at the roots and white through to the ends.
Both were slender, except Cruella's was from liposuction and having four ribs removed, Carlos was slim from being forgotten at mealtimes.
The De Vil's had a great love for the same three colour; red, black and white which most of belongings were.
The main difference was Carlos was covered in a light array of freckles from head to toe; Cruella had tried to burn them off with a skin bleach but he had managed at avoid her by constantly hiding and wearing clothes all the time.
It was bad at home, Cruella had a very short temper and was used to having people at her every whim so now it was just her and her tiny son it meant that all her anger was directed at him.
Carlos told himself that everything was fine and he was used it her behaviour but he still flinched when he heard her stomping down the hall or her car pull into the drive.
His only escape was school but it didn't mean he had friends, it was safer because he could hide in the very back of library or the science lab where he was safe from everything and everyone.
But Carlos was by no means a good kid; he would steal, mainly books and food and was very good at creating mischief so people were distracted so he could steal.

Carlos was out of the house before the sun had fully risen, he pulled his black and white leather body-warmer tighter around his thin frame, the red sleeves of his top were pulled over his cold hands as he made the long journey to school.
On the way he kicked over a trash can into the path of a delivery van and then stole a loaf of bread and a bar of chocolate from the back while the driver was moving the can.
Auradon Prep was an hour and forty-five minute walk and by the time Carlos arrived his feet hurt in his too small boots.
Carlos was always early to arrive, even before some of the teachers, so he headed straight for the library.
"Go for the tackle!" came a yell from the Tourney field.
Peering out Carlos saw a few of the squad members having an early morning practice.
There was Ben Beast, son of President Adam Beast, he was tall, tanned and blond, he had a charming smile that got him out of trouble and his grades were near perfect; all-in-all he was a perfect human being.
Beside him was Chad Charming, son of socialite Cinderella Charming, he was like a Ben-copy but he lacked brains and tact.
Shouting out the orders was Jay Jafar; he was a tall Arabian teen with long black hair and deep eyes, he had a natural talent for Tourney, meaning he wasn't afraid to run headfirst into a group of players, he also had a natural talent for wooing as many girls as possible.
Carlos had never been one for Tourney, every boy had been forced to try-out when they entered Auradon Prep but even with the armour on the small De Vil came out with more bruises and spent more time running away.
He watched them practice for a bit, a heavy feeling in the pit of his stomach, "why can't I be like that?" he thought bitterly momentarily hating his small frame and weak will.
"Are you going to study?" a sweet voice suddenly broke though Carlos's pity-party.
Nearly dropping his books Carlos turned to see Evie Queen in all her stunning glory; there wasn't a blue-tinged hair out of place in loose curls and a handmade blue swirled dress, her signature glass apple hanging around her neck.
Evie was very clever but she acted dumb because her mother, Evil (pronounced E-Val) Queen who used to own a plastic surgery, told her it was the only way to get a boyfriend.
Her said boyfriend was nothing like Evil Queen expected; Doug Dopey was the son of a famous mute jeweller, he was head of the school band and with his bowtie and horn-rimmed glasses set a very nerdy personality.
Nothing like the perfectly princely type Evie had been expected to date but they were connected.
Hugging his books closer to his chest Carlos nodded to her question and she smiled a wide, bright white toothy smile.
"Wicked, can we come too?" she asked softly, linking arms with Doug who blushed.
Carlos flushed under her gaze, human interaction made his nervous, "it's, it's a free world." He croaked out.
Evie beamed again, practically bouncing in her heeled suede boots and she began to lead the way to the library.
Carlos took one last glance onto the Tourney field just in time to see Jay tackle the unsuspecting Chad to the ground before cautiously following the odd couple.
The library was stocked full of books and tables, there barely any room to move around and a single window that was never opened, on the librarians desk sat several air fresheners and there was multiple ones hanging from the shelves.
Alice Liddell, their librarian, was a strange woman with blond hair and a pinafore dress, a stuffed ginger cat and a snow white rabbit sat behind her like the good and bad conscience, she often spoke of cabbages and kings and caterpillars smoking pipes.
Carlos immediately headed for the science books while Evie lingered at the fairytale books but he had no idea why; about twenty years ago as a kind of propaganda move several writers wrote fairytales involving the people of power.
They were all set centuries in the past and made all the people who had been sent to the south into the antagonists and were always defeated in the end.
Evie's mother had been made out to be some crazy woman who was jealous of her beautiful step-daughter and tried to kill her but ended up dead herself.
Carlos's mother was portrayed a nut-case who tried turning one-hundred and one Dalmatian puppies into one perfect coat who ended up dead from a car chase and had a mocking song named after her.