Summary: A few months after the battle with Uma, Carlos De Vil couldn't help but see that a lot has changed between all the VKs. Their feeling for Auradon's people had grown greatly. Well . . . mostly . . . Specifically towards one person. Every time he thinks of Jane, a wave of regret would course through his veins. Fortunately, he stumbled into someone who would listen.
Pairing: Carlos De Vil/OC
Changes to Character(s): N/A
Spoilers To: Disney Descendants
Type of Story: Chapter-Filled
Movie Belongs To: Disney Channel and Kenny Ortega
Quote: "Where there's love, there is no question." ~ Albert Einstein
A/N: Hello, Fanficters! It's been awhile since I've written a fanfic, so the chapter might be fast paced and such. Anyway, I was inspired to write this because of the story called Ink & Chocolate by Eternal-Explosionist which can be found in this fandom. Go check it out!
Anyway. I present to you . . . Chapter 1: The Daydreamer.
~•~ Carlos De Vil ~•~
" . . . which ended in a huge fight between them. What do you think I should do?"
"What?" Carlos said, shaking his head in confusion.
It wasn't unusual for him to space off in moments like these, but it had become into such a reoccurring issue that it escalated into longer periods of time.
This caused a lot of hassle in the school that even his girlfriend was beginning to get annoyed.
"Are you okay?" Jane asked, stiffly. At his nod, she continued to say, "You've been acting kind of odd lately. Do you need to see Doc, Carlos?"
He shook his head once again. "No, I-I just didn't get enough sleep last night. Dude kept bothering me to do stuff for him."
It wasn't a complete lie.
Ever since Dude began to speak (thanks to Mal's Truth Gummy), the school mutt had begun to demand attention whenever he could from the white-haired boy. In this case—however—that wasn't the cause.
"I don't know," his girlfriend said, uncertainly. "You've been like this for a while now. I really think you should go to the infirmary."
Knowing how worried Jane gets in these situations, Carlos agreed to go and asked about the big fight she mentioned earlier.
"The Decorating Committee got together yesterday to discuss the Midsummer dance and its arrangements," she restated. "It was going pretty well until we got to the activities section. Audrey wanted to have a romance themed game, but Chad kept saying that it questioned a guy's 'manliness' and other points related to it.
"It ended in a huge disaster. What do you think we should do?"
Before Carlos could suggest anything, he was rammed onto the ground with a painful "oomph" causing a sharp pain to race across his shoulder. He attempted to breathe, but a pressure pressed against his chest.
"Oh my cauldron, I'm so sorry!"
He opened his eyes to a see a girl with wavy, blonde hair push herself off him and backed up a couple of steps with her pale cheeks flaring red.
"I'm really sorry," the mystery girl said, biting her lips. "I got stuck daydreaming and then I noticed the time and—"
Carlos hoisted himself up from the floor causing the girl to step back even further. He saw her tighten her grip on her books which she tapped in rhythmical manner.
Her green eyes were half-shut as if she was expecting some sort of scolding from the Villain Kid.
"It's no problem," Carlos reassured her, picking a book from the floor before handing it to her. "I have the same problem."
She took the book back and gave out a nervous laugh. "Thanks. Again, I'm very sorry . . . ?"
"Carlos," he finished. "Carlos De Vil."
She nodded and gave him a sheepish smile. "This doesn't normally happen. Okay, maybe occasionally, but you know the Chemistry teacher is a strict guy when you're late to—"
At hearing her own statement, she glanced down at her watch with a look of alarm flashing across her face. "Oh, Gurgi!" the blonde gasped before running down the preparatory's hallway.
Carlos stared at her, confused at her sudden departure, when he heard Jane clear her throat in a disapproving tone.
"We should get to class," the young fairy said before taking him by the arm.
~•~ ~•~ ~•~
It had been a couple of hours since the incident, and Carlos could see that something was wrong with Jane.
Every time he tried to catch her eye, she would divert their contact and stomp away from him as quickly as possible. He attempted to talk to her in-between classes, but she would make a swift excuse and leave him in the middle of the hallways.
It wasn't until lunch that his patience ran out. "What's wrong with Jane?" Carlos questioned his friends.
This caused Mal to look up from her sketch book, quickly letting Evie relax from deciding between two dress fabrics, and avoided any trouble Jay was going to cause towards the table next to them.
"You can hack into any computer system in Auradon, yet you still can't comprehend what's going on with your girlfriend?" Evie said, fixing her braided blue hair.
"Boys," Mal muttered. "They have to complicate everything, don't they, E?"
"Hey! At least, we don't have constant mood swings," Jay protested. "Do I have to remind you on what happened to your dorm last Tuesday because of it?"
"That was diff—"
"Guys!" Carlos pleaded. "Seriously, what's going on with her?"
The two girls gave each other a look before Mal pointed her head at the him. Evie, understanding the signal, said," It's time for girl talk."
The moment he suggested that the girls involved Jay and Carlos into their "girl talk" it has become a constant thing. He quickly regretted this when they began to explain their love life or girl stuff in detail.
"Remember when you bumped into that girl this morning?" Mal started. "Yeah, she's still not over that."
"I don't see what's wrong with that?" Jay said. "Accidents happen."
"It wasn't the 'bumping into each other' that caused it all," the blue haired girl said, frustrated. "It was the after part. Jane saw you looking at her when the girl was on her way."
"Again, so what?" the Arabian boy dismissed.
"She got jealous, okay!" the daughter of Maleficent hissed. "She thought Carlos had his sights on her romantically! It's not that hard to connect!"
"I wasn't though!" Carlos exclaimed. "Why would she think that? She knows she's the only one for me. Right?
Evie looked down at the table. "Carlos, have you been spacing out a lot lately?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Just answer the question . . . please."
"Yeah, it's—they're getting more frequent and longer each time. Why?"
Evie looked uncertain. "Give me a sec, um, when do they usually happen?"
"I don't know," he said, feeling dread. " Oh, um . . . Homework keeps distracting me, but that can't be it. Tourney? Fencing? No . . . Oh, it's . . . w-whenever I'm around . . . J-Jane?"
Mal nodded and gave him a small pat on his shoulder. Jay—however—decided he couldn't wrap his mind around this idea.
"Wait, wait," Jay interjected. "There's no way that's what's going on. We all know that Carlos doesn't have the heart to do that to her."
"Carlos can barely say her name without either having this frighten look on his face or without even saying it at all," Mal reasoned. "I'm sorry, but this might be . . ."
At this moment, Carlos could hear their talk had suddenly become silent, but he could see their mouths moving in argument. This filled him with even more dread.
Is that really what's happening here? Am I losing interest in Jane? Carlos shook his head. No, it can't be. It felt so right when we started dating. I felt the nervous butterflies and the rush of happiness that came with each date . . .
But is she really the one?
This notion pounded sharply through his head.
Carlos pushed himself off the picnic table and sprinted towards the school's dormitory halls. He could hear his friends calling out his name before Mal told them to give him time.
"He needs to think it over . . . alone."
~•~ ~•~ ~•~
He regretted heading towards his room the moment he saw Jane waiting for him at the door. She smiled and came over with quick, nervous steps. "Hey."
Carlos felt his heart clench in fear. "Hey, what are you doing here? Don't you have class this period?"
"I got a hall pass," she explained, taking out the card. "I just wanted to say . . . I'm sorry for the way I've been acting today. I just—I just got jealous when I saw you looking at the girl earlier and . . . I thought you were going to. . . you know."
"No, I don't know," he whispered before paraphrasing his earlier statement. "You know you're the only one for me, right?"
Jane laughed, blushing as she did. "You've always been so sweet."
Carlos pushed back a strand of her hair behind her ear and couldn't help but feel a needle-like pain emerging from his hand. He let his hand drop almost immediately.
"I was wondering if we could hang out today," she suggested. "Movie night?"
His chest tightened at the idea. "I can't. I have a thirty-page essay due tonight, and you know how long I take on writing them."
"Oh, okay," Jane said. "Maybe, tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, sure."
After that awkward conversation, Carlos spent most of his time in his room trying to distract himself from his thoughts. Once he finished all the levels on his fighting simulator game, he grabbed his laptop and headed towards the school's library.
"Might as well submit to the lie," he muttered. "No matter how much you don't want to."
He opened the doors of the enormous library that Belle had created for all the students to enjoy. Though, it had become a joke ever since the Internet became available on portable devices.
Now, it was a place to hang out, study (due to the better Wi-Fi service), and a place to hide from the outside world.
The latter was just what he needed.
It wasn't until about ten-thirty that he reached fifteen pages on his essay about the history of magic and how it was formerly used.
Carlos glanced at his computer screen and saw how the clock slowly changed into the following minute. He laid his head down on the cool wood of the table and groaned.
"Why did I have to procrastinate?"
He didn't notice he had fallen asleep until someone began poking harshly at his back. He groaned and said," Five more minutes, Jay."
"I'm not Jay."
He looked up—feeling the marks and redness on his left cheek—and saw a flash of blonde hair glowing in the moonlight.
"What are you still doing here, Carlos?" the mystery girl said. "The library has been closed for thirty minutes."
I hoped you enjoyed it!
Sorry for any mistakes that were found in this chapter.
Please R&R.
- Soldier Of The Mist
