A/N: So I'm back and sooner than expected. I am so proud of the support this story is getting. It really does warm my heart every time someone follows,favourites or reviews so please keep them coming please. Anyway hope you enjoy this one it was a lot of fun to write as it really does show the divide between evil and good in Auradon. Also I got to tie in a lot of disney villains so yay. 10 points to anyone who guesses who the teacher is before I revealed the name. (Also warning towards the end this chapter gets a little dark, oops sorry, it came out of nowhere, even I was blindsided by my writing lol) …..

As the bell rang, the students piled into their seats. The desks where laid out in never ending rows and rows of blank faces. The group had managed to secure seats near the back of the class. Having a king in your group definitely helped secure seat privileges. Ben, Mal, Evie and Doug sat across the back row with Carlos, Jay, Jane and Lonnie in the row in front. From where he sat Carlos could see the whole class apart from his four friends behind him. The other students looked solemn as they hunched over their desks waiting for the most boring class at Auradon Prep to commence. Carlos hated this class with a vengeance. The curriculum hadn't been changed since before the arrival of the villains kids so it was incredibly biased. Every time they had to learn about a kingdoms war it was always painted in black and white making the heroes out to be gods. It didn't help that most of the villains in the story where known by the children of the Isle. Some times Carlos wanted to scream at the top of his voice that this wasn't fair. In the months he'd been here he'd written an essay on what attributes made Princess Cinderella one of the greatest heroine of their time (Carlos had hated the wicked grin on Chads face), why seven dwarfs is the perfect number of dwarfs to smite an evil queen (that one had been awkward for Evie and Doug), why Prince Hans is considered to be the worst prince that ever lived (Carlos had actually enjoyed writing that one, that guy was a major dick) and whether or not Princess Ariel and Prince Eric's marriage really did join two kingdoms or did they just annex the ocean? Carlos hated this class. It was always, villains are evil (which Carlos was not denying) and all princes and princesses are good. When Carlos had brought up prince Hans to counter this view he was met with a weak response and something about how it takes a villain to know a villain. That thought brought him to his number one reason for despising this class, the teacher. He was a short man with red hair. He wore long trouser which many suggested where to cover up some hideous deformity he had since he was a baby. He was a no nonsense kind of man who if Carlos was being honest didn't really look or act like a teacher. He seemed tired all the time and most of the time look as if he was missing someone. Carlos would feel sorry for him if he wasn't such a pusher. He made them write a 2,000 essay every week on varying topics that Carlos really didn't care about. And despite the fact that he was always late, if Carlos or any other student was late he would have a fit. Though, the main reason that Carlos didn't like him was because he treated the villain kids differently. Carlos didn't think he did it on purpose but he'd say certain things at really awkward times. The week they covered Snow White's Kingdom he held no regard of the fact that the evil queens daughter was in the back row feeling smaller and smaller with every evil detail but when it was Prince Eric and Ariel week he praised Shelly who was the pairs daughter for having such good parents. He also graded the villains kids harder than he should have, whereas some of the other hero kids got better marks. Nothing too drastic that would give Carlos and his friends any evidence to report it, but a few marks off here and there would eventually add up. Carlos did not like Mr Phil.

Almost on queue the the door swung open, and in swaggered Mr Phil late as always. He seemed particularly gruff this morning and Carlos didn't appreciate that, he'd had a crappy 24 hours and he didn't need Mr Phil to make it worse. After taking attendance he turned towards the board and picked up a piece of chalk, 'Alright Rookies, today we're going to be discussing the finest Kingdom of them all, the one and only, the former Kingdom Queen Belle and King Adam. Carlos was sat directly in front of Ben and struggled to kept a straight face when when he heard his royal highness swear under his breathe. Carlos was already bored. He knew this story backwards. Everyone in Auradon and the Isle of the Lost knew this story. Beast was cursed by an evil witch. He locked himself away until the week before his 21 birthday. Belles father Maurice was captured by Beast. Belle switched places with her father. The two slowly began to fall in love. Enter crazy guy gaston with a hacksaw. Then stabbing, falling, crying, nearly dying, true loves kiss and Auradon as a happy ever after. Blah blah blah. Boring thought Carlos.

As Mr Phil began his 'thrill tale' Carlos was zoning out. Out of the window it was a warm day. He could see grass and trees below him. The history classroom was one of the hardest to get to as it was at the furthest back of the school, so close to the enchanted Forrest which was used as a barrier for the school. Carlos wondered what was on the other side of that Forrest, where would he end up if he just kept walking. 'Carlos De Vil, what is so interesting out that window?' Mr Phil shouted from the front of the class, shaking Carlos from his thoughts. 'I would have thought that of all the people in this class you might be one of the few that would need a refresher in this history topic' Mr Phil continued with an air of judgement about him that did not sit right with the former villain kids in the class. Carlos didn't know what he was going to do but he felt his anger rising, his eyes where going wide with rage. How dare he! Carlos heard Mal mutter 'oh no' under her breathe as Carlos began to rise. Leaning on the table he stared directly into Mr Phils eyes. No way was he taking this crap today, he was in pain and he didn't deserve to be singled out of humiliation like this. 'Why? Because I'm the son of a villain? Everyone knows these stories, most of all children from Isle of the lost. Our parents never, and I repeat never shut up about their loses, and how hard their life has been because of them. We know these stories because they were drilled into us by crazy vengeful obsessive monsters who told us it wasn't their fault. If only their 'hero' hadn't had the help of fairies, if only their 'hero' hadn't cheated with true loves kiss, if only they had caught more puppies. So go on tell me I don't know this story, tell me I don't know about our former King and Queen cause trust me I bet none of any of you have ever stumbled upon Gaston when he's almost passed out drunk in the street telling you his life story about how his life was so unfair, only to just miss being beaten in the street when you try to ignore him. So tell me again Mr Phil how a villain kid doesn't know their history, I dare you' Carlos almost spat at his teacher, anger dripping from every word. How dare he be judged solely because of that. Ergh, he was so mad. So mad that he didn't see that everyone in the class was staring at him shocked with their mouths open. No one said anything which lead to a really awkward silence as Carlos stared down the dumbfounded Mr Phil. The class sat with waited breath wondering if Mr Phil would take his dare, most of the class was hoping he did. Mal sat with her head in her hands, why Carlos why? She thought. Mr Phil was a sucky teacher but they were supposed to be keeping their heads down and doing what they were told. They were supposed to be good.

Finally the tension in the room broke when Ben cleared his throat. Standing up he spoke, 'Normally I really try hard to refrain from using Royal power in school as I want to be just another student' Mal laughed at this but quiet enough for only Ben to hear, 'I want to make it clear that no differences should be made or assumed about children from the Isle. They are one of us now, citizens of this land and should be treated with respect. However at the same time they should show respect to others as well. Now,Mr Phil, would you please continue with your lesson?' Ben concluded gesturing Mr Phil to continue. Carlos quickly took his seat again. Now his anger had dissipated he felt like a complete and utter moron. Why the hell had he just done that. Speaking out of turn was such a villain thing to do. He was good now, he couldn't just say what he was thinking and he certainly could yell at a teacher. Oh gods he felt like an idiot. Ben sat down soon after. Carlos was glad he'd came to his rescue but he worried about what the others would say after class. Would they be mad at him? Of course they'd be mad at him. He'd just risked his future here at Auradon over a silly jibe. It was only then as Carlos looked further down the classroom that his stomach fully turned to lead. Chad was staring directly at him with his signature smarmy smirk on his face. That's when Carlos knew he was in trouble, Chad would never let this go. He was such an idiot. Finally Mr Phil shook his head as if was exiting a trance, returning to his normal grumpiness, 'Anyway as I was saying, Queen Belle was sadly forced to replace her…'

As the period bell rung for the end of the class, the students packed away this weeks 2,000 word essay, which to the villains kids was going to be the hardest one to answer yet. 'Name your favourite historical hero and explain why'. Carlos was sure that Mr Phil had only set the homework because of his outburst. Every other kid in their class had easy homework this week as literally everyone could write about their parents except for the villain kids. Mr Phil was just being cruel now. Mal, Evie and Lonnie where headed to French class next which all three dreaded, though Ben had offered private tutoring sessions to Mal and she had been improving slightly so that was at least a bonus. Jane and Doug were going to school band practice which both really enjoyed. Whereas Ben, Carlos and Jay were heading to tourney practice which was always fun, well for everyone except Carlos. It's not that he didn't enjoy tourney because he really did. He loved the sport, the way he felt healthier, pizza with the team was always fun and who could resist Jay in sports wear. No he definitely would love this class if it were for one small problem. And by small he meant huge problem. Chad was in that class, with a giant stick that he legally could attack Carlos with thanks to the sport being full contact.

Gathering up their stuff they made their way to the locker rooms. Quickly getting changed Carlos sat back down waiting for Jay and Ben to finish getting ready so they could go onto the pitch. Carlos had to restrain himself from acting creepy as Jay tied his hair into a bun while shirtless. Sometimes Carlos thought Jay and all his muscles should be illegal. Looking away, his blood run cold when he noticed that Chad was staring at him for across the room. Had Chad always been that creepy he thought as much to his horror Chad started to move towards him. When he reached the trio he had on his signature fake Prince smile that to most looked charming but to Carlos looked creepy as old Mr Hook the bartender at the Isle's only bar. 'He guys,' he said almost too sweetly. Carlos allowed himself to smile a little when Jay looked disgusted by Chad. 'What do you want Charmjng?' Jay said through gritted teeth. Carlos subconsciously manoeuvred himself to stand just in front of Jay, it wasn't a noticeable move but it relaxed Carlos slightly. 'Oh I was just going to ask you a favour, seeming as you boys were once the newbies I thought you might want to help out the two new members of our team. They're my cousins who just transferred here from being home schooled. I think it would be good for all of you, don't tell them I told you this but they are a bit socially awkward. Also they are dying to meet you Ben' Chad continued with a smile. Carlos had a sinking feeling in his heart. Ben chuckled, 'Of course Chad, I am always free to help a fellow citizen and I'm sure the boys would love to help too, right?' Ben answered, nudging Jay. 'Of course, I'll be thrilled to meet new team members' Jay replied so sarcastically that to anyone other than Carlos it would appear like he was telling the truth. Carlos had to stifle a laugh which was saying something when the guy who assaulted him was standing right there. Chad's creepy smile continued as he replied, 'great I'll go get them, wait here'. Chad disappeared behind a row of lockers as Ben and Jay continued to get ready. Throwing on their shirts, their sports gear was complete.

Another five minutes passed and Chad still hadn't shown up. Jay was starting to get impatient. 'What's taking so long coach will have our guts if we are late, half the teams already out there' Jay huffed. Looking around Carlos noted that it was more than half the team, only he, Jay and Ben where left in the room. Even Ben was starting to have his patience tested. He was tapping his foot against the floor in a steady beat, so steady that Carlos feared someone was about to burst into song which unfortunately happened often around here. 'Look, I say we just go out onto the pitch. We'll meet them out there. Im all for chivalry but I'm not getting punishment laps for being late' Ben finished before moving towards the exit. Jay quickly followed him but as Carlos made to do so he noticed his shoe as untied. 'Guys go on a head, I'll catch up, I need to tie my shoe' Carlos huffed. As the exit door screeched to a close Carlos leant down to tied his shoe.

'God I'd thought they'd never leave,' a voice behind Carlos sneered making him jump right out of his skin. Turning around Carlos began to feel worried. It was Chad and the two goons. Great just what I need Carlos thought. Slowly standing up and turning to face his opponents Carlos would be lying if he said he wasn't scared. 'So how you feeling today? A little tender perhaps? You seemed a little wound up in class, I was getting worried.' Chad spat mockingly, slowly moving his way towards Carlos. Carlos was more mad than scared. His hands curled into tight fists. 'Aww do you want to hit me? Make me hurt like I hurt you? I must not of hurt you that much, I didn't even leave a mark'. Getting up in Carlos personal space. He reached out a jabbed Carlos in his black eye. When he pulled his finger back to inspect it, he noticed the pale powder residue. Chads eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning. 'Ooh I did leave a mark didn't I? Makeup boy, could you be anymore of a stereotype? Wait, You know how to cover bruises up, pretty darn well if you ask me. That talent only comes with experience. So let me think, you've never mentioned a father so I'm going to guess that you were mummy's favourite little punching bag. You were, weren't you?' At chads remark Carlos lost it. He jumped forward to attack Chad but hit a wall of goon instead. The two goons from the night before each took an arm and held Carlos aloft and restrained. Carlos tried to fight back but they where really strong. Carlos wondered if they had a little evil henchmen blood in them because they would be perfect of the role. 'Don't you dare try and lay a hand on me, lay a hand on me and you and your evil friends are dead. Do you understand?'Chad sneered, raising his hand back. Despite knowing what was coming the blow was a lot harder than last night. Hitting him straight in the noes, Carlos had to withhold his scream as blood started to gush from his noes. 'Now if you don't mind us, that's Ray and Sonny by the way, snow whites kids? You're going to do exactly what we say or we reveal your big secret to the school and most importantly to your friends' Carlos squirmed against the goons arms but he couldn't get away. He was in too much pain and couldn't think straight. 'We'll tell them all about you gay abomination feelings and then we'll see how friendly the student body is to you. They'll all hate you as they should. It's prince and princess not prince and prince you fag.' Chad was enjoying himself. He grab hold of Carlos Jersey pulling him close to his face. Carlos was struggling now, he really didn't want to cry but Chad was spewing all his greatest fears into his face which was bloody and sore. Is head felt slightly woozy. As Chad let go, Carlos hung his head, it took too much effort to keep it held up. 'That is, we could keep it a secret, we're nice like that. We'll keep your secret if you do all our homework from now on.' Carlos wanted to cry and run away. He hated blackmail. 'And you better be good unlike than that evil Evie bitch who you came here with. She was such a shit when it came to doing my chemistry homework' Something in Carlos spiked when he insulted Evie. It was one thing to treat him like dirt, but hurt his sister? You're dead. Opening his mouth he spat blood straight at Chad face. 'That's for Evie you dick' Carlos spoke though it was painful to move his face. Chad stared horrified at his jersey which was now covered in red sludge. Small droplets of blood were dripping down his chin. 'You gross little pleb' he sneered before raising his hand again. The crack was louder this time and Carlos had to bite down hard on the inside of his lip to stop himself for crying. No way was Chad getting that satisfaction. 'For that I'm raising the price for our silence. You will do all our homework and after today you will quit the team' Chad sneered, removing his shirt and wiping his face with it. After which he went to his bag and pulled out another clean shirt and placed it over his head, throwing the bloodstained shirt in the bin. 'Our homework is in the bag over there, comply or die, your choice. Going to do it?' Chad said grabbing the back of Carlos head pulling it up so he was staring straight into his eyes. Carlos was tired and sore. He didn't have any fight left in him. So reluctantly he nodded. Shamed filled him as Chad beamed proudly and the two goons holding him laughed, dropping him to a crumpled heap on the floor. As they made their way to the exit Chad turned back to face the crumpled Carlos on the floor with a wicked grin. 'Better clean yourself up fast Carlos, your last practice started 5 minutes ago', laughing as he exited.

A/N: Wow that escalated quickly. This chapter was my favourite to write so far because it shows the dark contrast between what should happen in an idealist place like Auradon and what actually goes on behind close doors. I'm sorry if that was too graphic for anyone, I feel like I should probably just apologise to disney as a whole from now on because this story isn't going to get lighter for a while. Anyway tune in next time to see if Carlos makes it to practice or not. Please leave me a review, I always love to read feedback, even if it is you just complaining that I'm a big meanie for hurting Carlos lol. Until next time ~ Take a walk :)