So, I have attempted to finish/start three stories in two days to help those who are eagerly waiting for the new music video for Descendants 3.
This story, 'Deception', and 'What's My Name' are all part of the series I had planned many years ago, but never finished. I will probably create the Gil x Audrey side story to this series in a few days.
I have also update 'Hunyin on the Isle' and 'Hunyin in Auradon'. That gives you five stories and five chapters to read while you wait.
ALSO: Since I was in such a hurry to finish the three stories, I will most likely go back to add content on another day.
Enjoy.
Luke Ross woke from a nightmare about being trapped on an island where there were thieves, crooks, murderers, villains that lived together. In the nightmare, he was a young starving boy that had to steal for his next meal. He vaguely remembered that he was covered head to toe in filth, but had no way to clean himself, and he was forced to do a bunch of chores for an ungrateful woman that was obsessed with dogs.
Sounds like Mrs. Chesterfield.
Anyways, Luke awoke from his uneasy slumber at around five in the morning. Not too eager to go back to sleep, Luke decided to do something to about the grimy feeling on his skin.
He actually showered!
Shocker, I know. The teen that could make people faint from lifting both his arms showered for the majority of the hour until he felt squeaky clean. There wasn't a single speck of dirt on him and he smelt pretty good with all the body wash and hair products he used. By the time Luke stepped out of the shower, he was a pruning mess, but he no longer had that yucky feeling on him anymore.
Since it was only six in the morning, none of his family members were up or awake. Luke quietly traveled down the stairs of the penthouse suite and escaped out to the terrace. He had no video games with him or anything to help him waste time. He merely sat in a lounge chair outside and watched the sun rise while he pondered over his nightmare.
Luke couldn't get some of the nightmare out of his head. He has had dreams like that for the past couple days, but they all took place in a country called 'Auradon'. In one dream he was plotting with three older teens—two very beautiful girls with either blue or purple hair, and a very athletic boy that could put him to shame—to steal some kind of priceless item from a museum, but the older teen boy tripped the alarms causing the four of them to flee. In another dream, Luke was showing the blue-haired teen some sort of invention that he supposedly made. His favorite had to be him dancing on a yacht with a girl, way more beautiful than the other two, who had long brown curly waist length hair wearing a blue ruffle dress that reached her ankles and a pink bow wrapped around her waist.
Luke really wished he could have a dream about that mystery girl again. She seemed to be perfect for him, almost like she was meant for him. Too bad she was only a dream. . .
When it was about seven, Luke decided to go back inside to not seem suspicious. He walked to the kitchen where Bertram, his family's butler, was currently making breakfast for the five residence and himself. Luke surprised the Bertram when he offered to help with breakfast. Of course, Bertram gave him a strange look, thinking that Luke was trying to plot something, but the teen merely insisted that he was bored and confessed that he wanted something to distract from his nightmare that wasn't a video game. Although he was still a little reluctant, Bertram instructed Luke to do the dishes that were already in the sink. Bertram turned his back to Luke for barely a minute and in that minute, Luke had cleaned every dish. Slightly impressed, Luke was next instructed to set the table while the butler finished plating the dishes.
By the time his family members and nanny entered the kitchen, Luke had finished washing the second round of dishes and were impatiently waiting at the table. As the four others sat at their designated seats, Luke chowed down on his meal, cleaning the plate in under three minutes. He went back for seconds and even thirds.
"Slow down, Luke!" Jessie, the red-head nanny that was many years older than him, chided as she stole his plate away from him for his own safety. "The food isn't going anywhere. You're not going to starve."
Luke froze, mainly because he did feel that the food wouldn't be there. The nightmare really has gone to his head since he had felt incredibly starved when he woke up just two hours ago. Luke decided not to say anything at that moment and merely played with his silverware as the others finished their meals.
About half an hour later, the five of them were on their way to the park while Bertram stayed behind to enjoy his freedom from the children.
Luke didn't really pay attention to what his family members decided to do because he was distracted by a girl sitting at the edge of the fountain, who was lightly stroking the top of duck's head. That mystery girl was the same one from his dreams.
Before he could lose his nerves from seeing her beauty in person, Luke strolled over and took the spot in front of her. "Hi," Luke greeted almost nervously, holding out a hand for her to shake. "I'm Luke Ross. I live in just across the road."
The girl smiled, gladly shaking his hand as the duck swarm away from them. "It's nice to meet you."
Luke waited for a moment, expecting the girl to say her name, but when she didn't, he decided to make small talk. "So, are you from around here?"
The girl shook her head in denial. "No, I'm just visiting for the day. I have to go back to my boarding school tomorrow."
"That sucks," Luke commented. "I'd hate to go to boarding school."
The girl laughed like she was hearing an inside joke. "Actually, the school is pretty amazing," she insisted with a smile. "And I'm not saying that because my mother's the headmistress. The owners of the school choose a few select students and pay for their tuition until they graduate. About ten students have been given the opportunity to study there and they love it. We have a sword fighting team, dance, band, anything that you can think of."
Luke chuckled. "Are you trying to recruit me?" He teased. "If so, I'd say yes, if it meant most of my would be with you."
The girl raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Are you flirting with me?"
Luke shrugged carelessly. "Maybe. Is it working?"
She shrugged her shoulders in the same way as her smile grew even more. "Maybe." The girl tilted her head curiously. "So, who did you come here with?"
"My nanny and my three adoptive siblings." Luke motioned to the four that were watching him from afar. "And you?"
"My three friends and classmates." She gestured to behind Luke.
Luke turned his head slightly and tried to hide his surprised expression. The trio were the same three that he had dreams about. The only difference was the two girls' hair color were now black and blonde.
"They are very beautiful," Luke complimented before he turned back to the mystery girl with a smile. "But you're better."
The girl blushed at the praise. "Nobody has told me that," she confessed almost bashfully. "They are the prettiest girls at our school."
"But they are no where near your beauty." Luke smiled even more. "But I would think that even more if I knew your name."
The girl's smile faltered as she sighed. "You really don't remember, do you?"
This time, Luke tilted his head curiously. "Remember what?"
"Don't worry," she insisted. "I know what to do to jog that memory of yours."
Without a second thought, the girl leaned forward and kissed Luke. Luke's eyes widened at the contact, but suddenly everything came swirling together in his head.
He remembered.
With a soft sigh, he paced a hand on the girl's cheek and pulled her closer. The girl smiled during the kiss, but pulled away to see the results.
"Jane," Luke announced as he leaned his forehead against hers. "You are Jane, my beautiful girlfriend of three months, who decided to use our first kiss to make me remember her."
Jane smiled at the answer, nodding her head approvingly.
Luke sighed sadly as he gazed at those that had become his family. "Let's go home."