I woke the next day and dressed in my leather pants, leather heeled ankle boots, a blue tank, and my black leather jacket. I pulled my fishnet gloves on and opened my arms at Cerberus.

"Well?" He lowered his head back on his paws and I gave him a look. "So it's going to be a lazy day for you or do you want to come and frighten some pampered brats with me?" He jumped off my bed and sat staring at the door. "That's what I thought." I took a deep breath and left for the classes I'd been assigned.


"If someone hands you a crying baby, do you, A, curse it? B, lock it in a tower? C, give it a bottle? Or D, carve out its heart?" Fairy Godmother asked us. Evie's hand shot up in the air from her place next to Mal who was busy drawing and playing with her hair. "Evie."

"What was the second one?" I rolled my eyes at her dumb act and scoffed.

"Oh, okay. Anyone else?" Fairy Godmother asked us looked between our three tables. Jay and Carlos were at one table together while Mal and Evie shared another. I sat at another table next to Evie with my feet crossed at the ankles on the chair next to me with Cerberus laying between Evie and me. "Mal?" Mal looked up from her picture.

"C, give it a bottle."

"Correct. Again," Fairy Godmother cooed at her with a smile on her face.

"You are on fire, girl!" Carlos said giving her an impressed look.

"Just pick the one that doesn't sound like any fun," she told him and the boys and Evie seemed to finally realize this little idea and I got ready for a nap.

"That makes so much sense," Evie said with a large grin on her face.

"That's why they call this goodness class," I reminded her. "We're evil, they just wanna see if dogs can be taught new tricks." Evie nodded her head as if she understood and I rolled my eyes again at her before closing them. A squeak got my attention on a girl our age in a pale blue, knee-length dress, clear heels and a blue ribbon holding her shoulder-length brown hair out of her face. She was walking up to Fairy Godmother with papers in her hands and looked at the five of us nervously.

"Hello, dear one," Fairy Godmother cooed again.

"Hi," she whispered. "You need to sign off on early dismissal for the coronation." She said the last part loudly as we stared at her. She shoved the papers in FG's hands keeping us in her eyesight.

"Everyone here remembers my daughter, Jane?" Fairy Godmother asked us. Did we meet plain Jane at some point today or yesterday? No idea, nor did I care. Until now with that scared look, she was giving us.

"Mom, no!"

"It's okay," FG told her while handing her back the clipboard and papers. "Jane, this is everyone." Fairy Godmother pushed the scared girl out to us a bit.

"Hi." She looked at us all terrified as she began her walk back down the aisle between Mal and Carlos. I'd only just noticed the pale blue ribbons down the front of her dress. "That's okay, don't mind me, as you were." She squealed again as she passed Mal and Carlos. I looked at the other four to see a familiar look on Mal's face and smirked at Fairy Godmother cleared her throat.

"Let's continue." She scampered to the board again and read the next question. "You find a vial of poison. Do you A, put it in the king's wine? B, Paint it on an apple? Or C, turn it over to the proper authorities?" Evie, Carlos, and Jay's hands shot up into the air. Jay grabbed Carlos' hand and pulled it down and Fairy Godmother called on the dark-haired VK. "Jay."

"C. You turn it over to the proper authorities." Jay threw Carlos' hand away from him.

"I was gonna say that!" Carlos complained.

"But I said it first!" Jay mocked before grabbing the shorter boy by the shoulders and pulling him into a headlock. "Come here! Come on, who said it first? Who said it first?"

"Ow!"

"Boys," Fairy Godmother tried to get them to calm down by talking to them and hitting her stick thing on the podium next to her. "Boys!" This finally got their attention. "I am gonna encourage you to use that energy on the tourney field."

"Oh, no," Carlos said from under Jay's arm. "That's okay. Whatever that is, we'll pass."


I sat in Dragon Anatomy reading a completely different book than what I was supposed to be paying attention.

"Do you ever do what you're supposed to do?" Did I mention I had this class with my newly discovered relative?

"Not if I have a better option," I told her. "Besides, what's so important to know about dragon anatomy anyway?" I looked at her over the cover of my book. "Everyone knows there are no real dragons left in Auradon."

"What if they return one day?" she asked me. "Don't you want to know how to defend yourself?"

"From a dead dragon? Don't think I'll need much defending from one," I scoffed. "Besides we all know their heart is on the left, isn't that all one needs to know?"

"You're such a villain," she sighed and I smirked at her words.

"And don't you forget it."