Being a princess and sister of the king was already a time consuming thing. Not that I'm complaining; with also being his advisor, best friend and events planner, the day seemed to not have enough hours. But I like putting my heart into everything I do, and with the VKs it wasn't different.The tour around Auradon Prep was so complete, that they saw every inch of this school. Even the inches some of the teachers didn't know, I must say.
First we visit the outer areas of the school, so they see the cafeteria; their excitement seeing all kinds of foods and beverages, all fresh, tasty and so different from what I knew they had on the Isle had me with a lump in my throat. Made me remember when Mal, Evie, Jay and Carlos first came to Auradon and I would bake them different kinds of cookies every week after Lonnie told me they never ate homemade cookies, or real food, in fact. More than once I wonder how father could let this happen to children who did nothing wrong aside from simply being born.
I let them grab everything they wanted and could carry: cakes, fruits, cookies and stuff, and then we continue our tour the athletics area, the gym and the gardens.
Gil is walking right behind me and happily eating a bowl of berries. Uma, with a smirk that never leaves her face, got a cupcake and keeps looking at me while picking sprinkles out of the frosting and licking them. Harry seems to be determined to steal a piece of Uma's cupcake, but she's too smart for this and laughs every time she deflects him.
I try to pretend I'm not seeing any of this, showing the group the hallways and classrooms, explaining everything about time, grades and schedules even if I promised to help them find their classes anytime they need. I also explain about the clubs, the games and sports and all extracurricular activities Auradon Prep offered.
And last but not least, I take them to their dorms. The younger ones go first, setting up, greeting their roommates. Celia laughs excitedly when she learns she is bunking with Dizzy Tremaine, and Itzel, daughter of Yzma is with Ruby, Rapunzel and Eugene's daughter, a bubbly girl who warmly hugs her new roommate.
I could see Ben and Fairy Godmother were careful with choosing the pairing for the dorms. They probably didn't want to pair all the VKs together and look like an attempt to separate them from the AKs, but also took their time instead of randomly setting up the students. Alexander, son of Gothel, was in a room with a fair distance from Ruby's brother, Raphael, and would be paired with Aziz, son of Aladdin and Jasmine.
Uma's pirate crew all end bunking together too. Their reactions are mostly enthusiasm, but mixed with a little indifference.
I guess it's still hard to adapt to Auradon after an entire life in the Isle.
"Room 603, and here we'll have..." I introduce, reading the papers Ben gave me. "Harry Hook, and Gil Gaston."
"Yes!" Gil cheers, raising his hand for a high five. Harry gladly corresponds, and they cheer together.
"Here are your keys and a map to the classes building." I hand it to Harry. He takes the key with his hook, spinning it.
"Hope ya remember the way, darlin'. You might wanna come visit." he says, staring at me. He's trying to intimidate me, waiting for my reaction. Is he expecting me to blush and giggle like a princess would in his mind?
"Yeah, you never know. I might want to spend some quality time with an awesome pirate, right Gil?" I blink at him, and Gil throws his head back laughing.
Harry didn't appear to be affected by my words. If something, he seemed pleased. They both entered their room, talking loudly. I reminded them of their first class this morning, and soon the door was shut closed. This left me and Uma alone in the hallway; she was still picking on her cupcake when I started to walk again.
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Princess of Hearts
FanfictionPrincess Isabelle of Auradon is the younger child of King Beast and Queen Belle. After Mal and Ben got engaged and the barrier was removed, more VKs joined Auradon Prep. Now, in addition of planning her brother's wedding, she prepares for the end of...