Mal and Evie's room had changed so much since they had first moved into it almost a year ago. It went from a plain pink room to a fashion design studio on one side and an art gallery on the other.

Mal had always been good at drawing and thought that the best way to block out all of the pink on her side was to cover it with her art. She didn't do it at first but decided that something had to change.

Evie had more dresses than she knew what to do with. She also had lots of other fashion work all over her side of the room. She had her wonderful sewing machine, which she cherished as much as she had cherished her friends. She would usually spend most of her time there, but today, she only needed to spend an hour to finish her project.

Evie looked at the final result of her masterpiece. She formed a prideful smile. She was proud of herself for the work she had just accomplished.

"Finally done with that dress, Evie? You've been working on it for almost an hour," Mal asked while sitting on her bed looking in her sketchbook.

"Yes, it's finally done, and it is perfect," Evie replied putting the dress on a hanger. She didn't want Mal to know it was for her so she tried her best to keep the dress isolated from Mal's sight.

"I'm sure it is," Mal replied. "So," she added, "What did you and Ben talk about?"

"Nothing big. He just wants me to show the new villain kids around when they come later."

"Oh. I guess you could consider that a privilege," Mal said closing her book. "Or a punishment," she mumbled under her breath.

"Haha," Evie remarked sarcastically. "You know, speaking of the villain kids, I had the strangest dream last night," Evie added while hanging the dress on her rack of other dresses.

"What about?" Mal asked curiously.

"It was about my mother."

"Any dream about our parents I would consider a nightmare."

"True."

"So what was your dream slash nightmare about?"

Evie's mind went back to her dream. She had actually tried forgetting it, but she couldn't. It would always come back to bother her. She started to think that maybe if she talked to someone about it, maybe it would help.

"Well, my mother and I were in this strange place. It didn't look familiar, but it felt familiar for some reason. It was just us, total peace and quiet. She started asking me how I could become good, how could I become a goody-good princess? I told her why, but it didn't do any good. Then, she said I was weak because I needed people to help me through things instead of facing them on my own. I told her that they weren't just people, they were my friends. She said I don't deserve friends like that. She told me I was a disappointment of a daughter and a poor excuse of a girl. It didn't seem like her to say that, but she did. Then, she was ready to put a curse or spell of some sort on me."

"Well, did she?" Mal asked, curious and somewhat concerned.

"I don't know. Every time she gets ready to curse me, I wake up," Evie replied, relieved that she was able to get through telling the dream.

"Hmm," Mal said. Her eyes suddenly widened. "Wait, what do you mean by that?"

"What?"

"You just said 'everytime she gets ready to curse you, you wake up.'"

"I did?" Evie asked.

"Yeah. Evie, have you had this dream before?" Mal asked concerned. She stood up from her bed and walked over toward her friend.

"No. Yes. I guess." Evie stuttered, facing away from Mal. She was hoping the subject could be changed soon. She really didn't want to talk about her problems, especially this one.

"Evie, I'm your best friend. You can tell me. Now, what's going on?" Mal inquired placing her gentle loving hand on Evie's shoulder.

Evie was ready to lie to Mal just to stop talking about the subject they were on. It wasn't exactly something she was proud of. She never liked admitting that she had a problem, especially one she couldn't handle on her own. However, she knew that Mal was her real friend, her sister, someone she could always count on. She told herself that she shouldn't be afraid to be honest with her best friend.

Evie sucked in a deep breath and let out a short sigh. "Okay, I've been having this dream the past three nights. I thought maybe it was just stress from school, my fashion business, the villain kids coming. But after last night, when I realized that I had the same dream three times, I started thinking maybe it was something else." Evie walked over to Mal's bed and slowly sat down on it. "I just can't figure that part out."

Mal soon sat next to Evie. She grabbed Evie's hand. "Have you told anybody about this?"

"No. I don't want anyone to know. I didn't want anyone to know. I-I didn't want anyone to worry."

"Not even your best friend?"

"It's not that big of a deal, M. It's just a stupid dream. Dreams pass in time. This will go away eventually."

"But what if it doesn't?" Mal asked, more concerned than she was before.

Evie became silent and shrugged her shoulders.

"Evie, I may not be an expert on dreams, but maybe this is about your fears."

"My fears?"

"Yeah. Maybe you are afraid that with the villain kids coming to Auradon that something bad is going to happen, and it will be your fault. Or maybe you're afraid of losing something special."

"Like you?"

"Yeah, or even your other friends. Or maybe something else. I can't tell you what is to come, E, but I do know that you can't let these fears be a part of the future."

"Yeah, you're right. Thanks, M."

Mal pulled her best friend in for a comforting side hug. Soon, Evie formed a smile. She was happy that she talked to Mal about her problem. She didn't realize how much it would help her. The friends soon release.

"And Evie, you can always come to me whenever you have a problem, no matter how big or small. I am always here for you," Mal remarked lightly gripping Evie's hand.

Evie formed a larger smile. "Thanks, Mal."

Evie soon realized that it was time for the new villain kids to come. "Well, I gotta go. The kids are gonna be here pretty soon."

Evie walked over to the mirror and fixed her hair. She looked at her dress to make sure she looked good.

"How do I look?" Evie asked Mal.

"Beautiful as always," Mal replied.

Evie let out a small sigh with a smile and walked out the door. "You wanna come?" Evie asked popping her head back in the door.

"Sure why not?" Mal replied as she grabbed her leather jacket and headed out with Evie.

Evie was nervous but excited at the same time. Unfortunately, she was more nervous. She had never done this before and she didn't want to make any mistakes. She was happy that Mal said she would go. She was hoping that she would so she would have some support and maybe she wouldn't feel so nervous.

But nervousness was not the only thing that Evie would have to deal with.

Does Evie's dream mean something? What is going to happen with the new villain kids coming? Find out in the next update!