Here is the next chapter and it is short like I said previously.

Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants or the prequel book.


The next day the four new students arrived at Auradon Prep with the old new kids waiting on them, mostly Anthony. When Anthony had stepped out of the trampoline, every one but the kids on the Isle of the Lost were surprised by how much he looked like the good students. They were even more surprised when Jay stepped in front of him and the two gave each other a princely bow. When they straightened, Jay laughed heartily while Anthony shook his head with a smile.

"It is good to see you again, Jay." Anthony greeted once the other's laughter died down. "Isle of the Lost has not been the same since you left. To some it felt like she-" He stopped himself from finishing his statement.

"Like she had left?" Jay guessed, knowing who he was referring to and tried to keep his emotions maintained.

"No," Anthony stated while Ben talked over them, trying to explain the rules and giving them the school tour. They followed along with their talk being in whispers. "It felt like she had returned."

"What-?"

"When you left your father came to my grandmother's immediately." Anthony explained. "He told of how he wrote letters to King Beast and Queen Belle begging for you to be taken to Auradon to be taught there. He did this the day after you-know-who died."

"I was all he had left," Jay argued. "Why would he want me to be taken away?"

"He was afraid that with all the evil influences on the isle that you would actually turn evil. Did your father mention to you that he-"

"Became good on the day she died?" Jay finished once again as the tour group was taken around the garden, them trailing behind. "He told me and her before she passed on."

"And you do remember that ten years after someone on the Isle has turned good they die?"

Jay stopped abruptly. Anthony stopped with him not caring that they were going to be left behind from the group. Jay came to a horrible realization. "My mother's been dead for almost ten years. Once it has been exactly ten, Dad will-" Jay shook his head to get rid of the thought. "No, I can't think like that. He'll be fine; he won't die."

For the benefit of his friend, Anthony changed the subject. "How are you and Mal? I watched the coronation and thought it was odd she was with that prince."

"We are on a break." Jay insisted, having a strong feeling they would get back together. "We had a small fight and neither one of us had apologized yet."

"So you think once someone apologizes you'll be back together."

Before Jay answered, Carlos came running to them with Dude on his heel. "They've been assigned rooms," he stated referring to the new students. Anthony is staying with us but one of us has to sleep on the floor."

"They are not bringing in another bed?"

"It won't be in for a couple weeks. I volunteered to sleep on the fl-"

"No." Jay argued. "You aren't. You've just gotten a new bed with new blankets and pillows that you've never had before. I will sleep on the floor 'cause I'm used to it."

"A prince like you and I should not sleep on the ground." Anthony retorted, trying to make the situation better but evidently making it worse.

"Well I'm not a prince. I'm a street rat that was taught kindness from my mother and how to steal from my father. I'm a bred thief, not a prince. Let's just go."

Jay stormed off and his friends sighed. They chased after him, knowing it will take a little bit before he would calm down.


Done!

I'm getting these chapters done as quick as I can and this is the only way I can think of doing it. Maybe once the story is finishing I will go back and combine the chapters to make them bigger.

Thank you for reading and please review!