Hey guys! I'm back with chapter 10!

Thanks to magnificent dragoness, Guest, bbln scfan, and Jasmine Fire for leaving reviews.

Guest: I'm probably not going to do Wicked World unless enough people want me too, I was just going to do Descendants 2 and then maybe a bunch of one shots.

Jasmine Fire: Thanks for loving this story! I don't think I know you IRL, haha, but Grace is kind of a version of me who is a little bit bolder and less of a filter. Also, I know I haven't really gotten into who her mom is, but I'll probably explore that a bit more in the sequel.

Disclaimer: I don't own Descendants or any of the characters in this story besides my OC Grace.

Enjoy!

I can practically see the tension in the air after Queen Leah's exclamation. If I wanted to, I could probably reach out and touch it with my fingertips. For a moment, nobody moves, letting the woman stare in shock at the purple haired girl, who looks slightly sympathetic.

"How are you here?" Queen Leah gasps, gripping Audrey's hand tightly, "And how have you stayed so young?"

Wait a second…she thinks Mal is Maleficent? Hasn't she watched the news lately? Ben's proclamation was the top story for weeks.

Everybody seems to move at once. Fairy Godmother comes up behind Queen Leah, while the Isle kids move a bit closer and I follow Ben to stand next to him while he tries to fix the miscommunication.

"Queen Leah, it's ok." He puts his arm around Mal, who's visibly shaken. "Maleficent is still on the Island, this is her daughter Mal. Don't you remember my proclamation to give the new generation a chance?"

The older woman clearly isn't buying it, "A chance to what, Ben? Destroy us?" She then starts droning on about poison apples, spells, missing Auroras first steps blah blah blah.

Someone clearly needs to build a bridge and get over it.

"They really aren't evil, Queen Leah." My attempt is drowned out by Chad cutting in when Mal is trying to apologize on her mother's behalf, causing my blood pressure to sky rocket at the stupid boy.

"Don't do this, Chad."

"What?" The Charming boy asks, "What do you think villains teach their kids? Kindness? Fair play? No way! Uh uh!"

And just when I thought he'd reached his douchiest, he begins calling them out individually. I can practically feel the steam blowing out of my ears.

"You stole another girl's boyfriend." He directs at Mal.

Pointing a finger at Jay, "You enjoy hurting people."

"And you," He glares at Evie, "you're nothing but a gold digger and a cheater."

I clench my fists tightly to stop myself from sucker punching the idiot, but Blue is capable of defending them all because she marches forward, "Mirror, mirror in my hand, who's the biggest jerk in the land?"

Ha! I knew the mirror was magic, I think as a picture of Chad appears in the center of the mirror.

There's no time to laugh at the joke because Chad pushes Evie's arm roughly sending the girl stumbling, and causing a chain reaction.

Pushing up my imaginary sleeves, I beat Jay to Chad and pull my fist back before throwing forwards into Chad's cheek, a satisfying crack sounding afterwards that may or not have been my hand.

I'll worry about that later.

I jump onto the boys back, wrapping my legs around him and yelling, while Jay grabs his shoulders and screams at him from the front.

Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Evie pulling something out of her bag and stepping closer.

The last thing I remember is breathing in a blue mist and losing my grip on Chad, falling to the ground with a soft thud.

"Grace," Someone is shaking me, "Grace, wake up."

Rolling over in my bed, I cover my eyes with my arm, "Five more minutes, Lonnie"

Wait, Lonnie? She's not my roommate.

Now that I think about it, my bed is a lot harder than usual, and my alarm is the Circle of Life, not the sound of people talking.

It takes a moment to blink away the brightness of the sun, but once I do, I realize that I'm definitely not in my room. My hand is throbbing and looking down, I can see a bruise forming across my knuckles.

Wonderful.

Everything floods back at once.

Queen Leah and Mal, Chad being an asshole and me punching him. A smile tugs at my lips at the memory, before remembering what happened afterwards, being knocked out by whatever was in Evie's vial.

I'm sure that she was aiming at Chad, I just happened to be collateral damage.

Lonnie and Aziz are leaning over me, worried looks on their faces.

"What was in that perfume bottle," I whisper, "and how can I get some? That stuff would make an awesome sleep aid."

Both of my friends look incredibly relived.

"Thank godmother, Grace." Lonnie hugs me tightly, "We didn't know what she sprayed you with."

"Yeah," Aziz adds, "I can't believe they did that."
"Hey!" I glare at them, before turning it on Chad, who's whining like a baby, "This wasn't their fault, you saw what Chad was doing!"

They exchange a long glance before Aziz sighs, "G, I know you're friends with them but that was really bad. No matter what happened and who's fault it is, because they're from the Isle, people are going to blame them first."

"We know that it was Chad's fault," Lonnie's helping me up as she speaks, "but not many people are going to see it that way. They're the kids of some of the most dangerous villains."

"Is that all you see them as? Future villains?"

It's not fair of me to put them on the spot, especially because Aziz is directly affected by Jay being here, but I can't help myself.

Lonnie and Aziz both look away, small frowns on their faces, unable to disagree with my statement.

"Okay, then." I spot Ben talking to his parents nearby and head in that direction. "I'll talk to you guys later."

Ignoring their protests, I march across the grass and stand next to the future king, who's in a similar argument with his parents.

"This isn't their fault!"

"No, Ben," King Adam's voice is deep and steady, "it's yours."

They turn and walk away to talk to F. G., leaving both of us standing their in shock. I can't believe that all these people are so blind. They were standing right there when Chad started it!

"I have to find Mal," Ben mutters, "to make sure she's okay."

Following behind the boy, my guilt at knowing about the love potion reappears and urges me to speak.

"Ben," I clear my throat, "there's something you should know."

"What is it?"

"Um, well," Now that his eyes are on me, the words turn to mush in my mouth, "I'm pretty sure Mal used a love potion on you."

"I know," He starts walking again, heading for the picnic tables.

"I'm so sorr—wait what?" I nearly choke, "You knew?!"

"Yeah," Ben shrugs, leaving me behind in my shock, barely answering with a, "Since our first date."

Reaching out, I to tug him to a halt, "You've known since your first date and you didn't tell me?"

"Apparently, you've known since before that, so technically, I should be asking you that," For the first time in his life, he has a smirk on his face.

"In my defense, I thought it was a prank," He looks skeptical at my words, so I pout pathetically, "and I was going to tell you! I just…forgot."

Ben pulls me along since my hand is still firmly attached to his arm, "We can talk about your lack of ethics later." I scoff at the thought of anyone putting me and ethical in the same category, "Right now I want to find Mal and them so I can apologize for Chad."

"Shouldn't Chad be the one apologizing for Chad?" My statement catches up with me, "Yeah, never mind. Audrey shaving her head is more likely than that, which if I'm being honest, I would pay to see."

"Grace, focus!"

"Sorry!"

Before we find the Isle kids, Ben forces me to see the nurse, who informs me that I've broken my hand and sprained my wrist. While she can heal my hand with magic, she leaves my sprained wrist because it's not 'severe enough' to warrant another healing potion. Why she couldn't just heal them both with the same potion, I'll never know.

All I do know is that I have to wear this stupid sling for an entire week or so.

So, after that fun field trip, Ben leads me back in the direction of the picnic tables once again where a bunch of my fellow students are gathered at some tables, and Mal, Evie, Jay and Carlos are moping at another.

Mal is sitting with her spell book the table, Carlos' hands are folded next to Evie, who's picking at some food, and Jay is seated on top of the table looking away from them.

"Hey, guys," Ben claps his hands together awkwardly, that crazy forced excitement in his eyes, "how is everyone?"

Unsurprisingly, he gets no response.

"I feel like the silence answers the question." I ignore the glare he levels at me and wave my hand in front of Jay's face, "Hello?"

Ben pushes my hand away from the other boy before I can get a reaction and continues trying to fix everything. "Listen, forget about it, it was nothing. Forget about it. Let it go." He stands behind Mal, who looks almost green, with his hands on her shoulders, "Tomorrow, after the coronation, I promise everything will be okay." He leans over and whispers in his girlfriends ear, "I have to go, I'll see you guys later."

"I don't," I squish between Evie and Carlos as the soon-to-be king walks away, "what are we eating."

The answer that probably wouldn't have come anyway is interrupted when Doug walks up to the table with his jacket slung over his shoulder. "Listen, Evie, I want to talk about earlier today, I just-"

"Doug!" Chad, who I hadn't noticed and wish I still hadn't noticed, calls from the table behind us, looking pissed.

Blue gets out a quick apology before Chad calls his name again.

"Doug!"

"What?" He hisses.

"Doug…" Evie whispers.

The way I say his name is a bit more venomous, "Doug."

"Sorry, I can't." Doug shakes his head sadly, taking a seat at Charming's table.

"Blue," She shrugs off the hand I place on her shoulder and shoves her plate forward harshly, "don't worry, I'll beat some sense into my idiot relative."

And here comes my favorite person in the entire world.

"How long does she think that's going to last?" Audrey slinks up to the table with Jane, who will also be getting a beat down later. "Mal is just the bad girl infatuation." The purple haired girl purses her lips, but that's all the reaction she gives.

"Yeah," Jane ignores my warning glare in favor of impressing 'Ms. Priss,' "I mean, he's never going to make a villain, a queen."

Both of them leave with at the absolute worst evil laugh I've ever heard.

Flipping through her spellbook, Mal utters out a familiar spell, "Beware, forswear, undo Jane's hair."

She waves her finger and there's a high pitched scream followed by laughter.

Audrey and Mal proceed to have a small word battle before Mal threatens Audrey with magic and all they girls run off screaming.

"As fun as this has been," I lift myself up from my bench, "I've got a cousin to talk too, a roommate to beat some sense into, and a whole lot of other people to kick the crap out of," Smiling sweetly, I squeeze Blue' shoulder and wave to the rest who are out of reach, "See you guys later and don't worry about everyone else," I throw in a quick wink, "they'll probably be talking about me running around half naked next week and this will be long forgotten."

They remain silent, understandably, so I shrug and march off to my first destination where I know I'll find my cousin.

"Ohhhh Dougie!" I call out after opening the glass door to the library with my good arm, "I have some words for you."

The boy is sitting at a table in the far corner, behind a stack of books with his head laying on the wooden surface, "Please don't hit me, I feel bad enough as it is."

"It's your lucky day," Doug looks up as I pull out the chair across from him and knock over his tower of books, "there are other people I need my good arm for hitting today and your at the bottom of the list."

"Shhhhhhhh!"

"What are you even doing here?" The elderly librarian lady glares at me as I speak, "Nobody comes to the library on Family Day!" She raises an eyebrow, "Okay, fine. Two people come to the library but there's no need to be super quiet!"

She shoots me one last dirty look before disappearing into the shadows of a book shelf.

I can still feel her watching me, "Who hired that lady? She's seriously creepy." Doug doesn't respond to my obviously important statement, so I go back to my original train of thought, "What the hell was that back there at the picnic tables?"

"I have no idea," He groans, probably kicking himself internally, "I was going to tell her I was on her side, but then Chad was there and everyone else was watching," The table shakes as he thumps his head against it, "and I just chickened out. I'm such an idiot."

"Dude, your like the poster child for peer pressure." Patting his back, sympathetically, but not disagreeing with his words, "You should take a page from my book and not care what everyone else thinks, life's much easier that way."

My cousin is thoughtful as he listens to, what in my opinion, is some million dollar advice, "But what should I do? Evie's never going to forgive me!"

"I can tell you that Blue is definitely a little peeved at you," I quickly add when I see the devastation flicker across his face, "but, from what I've seen, she really likes you, and if you apologize and buy her lots of fabric, she just might forgive you."

"You think so?"

"Am I ever wrong?" Doug looks sheepish, "I'm going to ignore that expression and take your silence as an agreement."

"Thank you, Grace!" He scrambles up from the table frantically, "I have to get to work straight away! I owe you one!"

"Go get your girl!" I call after him, before saying, "Actually, you owe me more one!"

"Shhhhhhhhh!"

The sudden noise makes me jump and knock my hip against the table, "Okay, okay! I'm leaving!" I can't see her, but I know she's there, "You should really work on not creeping the heck out of children, lady."

There's no response as I shut the door behind me and turn left towards the dorms to find my next victim.

Much to my disappointment, I don't get to give my roommate the beat down I was planning on.

When I make it to our dorm room, Jane is curled up on her bed, bawling, and clutching her pillow to her chest tightly. The pent up anger I've had against the girl for the past couple of week immediately melts away.

Instead, I make my way over to the bed, sitting on the edge and resting my hand on her knee, "Jane…"

Let me tell you, Jane is not a pretty crier.

She turns to face me and in any other situation, I'd probably be laughing at how closely she resembles a clown. Her nose and eyes are red, and her mascara is running down her face, leaving dark tracks down her cheeks. The girl's old, short hair is back and a tangled mess.

"Oh, Grace!" She cries, a fresh batch of tears leaking out of her eyes, "I was so mean and I feel so bad!"

I want to smile reassuringly, but my face remains neutral, "Are you apologizing to me, or are you talking about a certain group of transfer students."

"Both!" Jane sits up against the wooden frame, "I don't know what I was thinking. All of the sudden I was pretty and popular and Audrey wanted to hang out with me!" She shrinks under my glare, "Everyone started talking to me, but Audrey told me I had to start asserting my dominance and I got carried away. I should never have listened to her, or have been so rude to the VKs. I'm so sorry!"

Pushing myself up the mattress to sit next to Jane, I sling my arm around her shoulder and let her rest her head on my shoulder, "That was exactly what I wanted to hear, but you should be apologizing to four other people, too, not just me."

"I know!" She nods jerkily, "I'll do it right away!"

"I'd wait a bit longer," I pull her back, "I'm positive that they're still fuming, so if you'd prefer not to be turned into an animal or inanimate object, I'd wait until they cool off some."

Jane's eyes widen, "Of course."

We sit in silence for a while, the only sounds being some muffled laughter from outside and my roommate's occasional sniff.

"You know," I say, breaking the silence, "I was going to kick your ass," She stiffens under my arm, "but I think a picture of your face right now would suffice."

"What? No!" She protests but I've already snapped a photo with my phone before she can cover her face. "I look so ugly!"

I place my phone down on the mattress and turn back to her, "Jane, you're not ugly and whatever Audrey or any of her minions said about you isn't true. If there's one thing I agree with your mother about, it's that your beautiful just the way you are, and a different hair style isn't going to change that."

"Seriously?"

"As serious as that midnight deadline F. G. gave to old Cindy." I wink, causing her to smile and in turn, making me smile.

Jane reaches around my waist and hugs me tightly, "Thank you, Grace. I know we haven't spent much time together lately, but I love you."

"Love you, too, J."

Even though so many things have gone wrong today, at least I could help Jane realize she's so much more than her hair, and way better than Audrey, in looks and personality.

Let's just hope that this coronation goes smoothly.

And there's chapter 10! I hope you liked it and I hope you all have as wonderful day! There's probably only one or two chapters left and it might take me a little while to update due to college and my equestrian team shows, so please be patient with me.