Here is the next chapter!

Somebody asked if I would be doing all three movies. I will say that the first Descendants and Descendants 3 will be the main focus. With Descendants 2, I watched that movie so much when it first came out that I grew tired of it, mainly because I could notice the issues like with the music numbers. That essentially means I will do bits and pieces from that movie. You'll see what I mean once I get to that part of the story.

I would like an opinion! Should I make these movie chapters around the same length or longer than the last one? We'd cover more of the plot quicker and you won't grow tired of the story since we are currently on the 29th chapter. However, it will take longer for updates, which explains why it took so long to add this chapter.

Be sure to leave a review on what you think. Remember that I won't be able to update this weekend and possibly Monday as well.

Enjoy.

The limo cruised through the sprawling green campus and came to a stop. An impressive building with a flower garden loomed before them. A group of curious students in blue-and-gold uniforms waited outside the limo, waving welcome flags. A marching band started to play with great gusto.

The driver opened the limo door with Carlos tumbling out first. The young teen had been leaning up against the door when it abruptly opened on him, making him fall flat on his back.

Jay stepped over Carlos, laughing at his friend's misery as he helped Carlos to his feet. Evie came out of the vehicle next, marveling at the castle in awe. The Isle princess looked behind her, expecting her friend to emerge after her, but she was still sitting in the vehicle.

Evie poked her head back inside the limo. "Mal?" She called soothingly. "Are you okay?"

Shaking her head uneasily as she wiped her cheeks, Mal requested, "Give me a moment. I want to compose myself before I make a fool out of myself."

"That won't happen," Evie promised calmly. "Jay, Carlos, and I will be right here with you to make sure it doesn't. Besides, you can't be a fool for loving your parents."

Exhaling softly, Mal finally gained the courage to exit the vehicle with the help of Evie. Once the fairy made her appearance, the band dribbled to a wheezing halt as the students instinctively back away.

Mal sighed exasperatedly, but Evie offered her a small smile. "Don't worry about them," the blue-haired girl insisted quietly. "They don't know the real you like we do."

During their conversation, the band parted for a smiling woman, who had her arms outstretched as if she were about to hug someone. With her brown hair in a loose bun, pearl earrings, and lavender dress with a pink bow at the neck, the four easily identified her as the headmistress of Auradon Prep, Fairy Godmother.

Following behind Fairy Godmother were two students that Mal seen on TV one week ago. The young woman—with caramel-colored skin, chocolate-brown hair, wearing a blue sweater over a pink dress—had her arm wrapped around the young man's—who had honey-brown hair and wearing a navy suit with the Auradon Prep crest embroidered for everyone to see.

Mal held her breath at seeing the teenage boy, knowing exactly who he was. Mal's saddened eyes adverted to the couples' entwined arms, noticing that the unnamed teenage girl had her hand covering the boy's wrist. When the fairy looked closer at that particular body part, Mal saw something quite unusual for someone living in Auradon. Was that—?

"Welcome to Auradon Prep." Fairy Godmother greeted kindly as her professional smile grew even more. "As you may already know, I'm Fairy Godmother, headmistress."

The young man stepped forward, clasping his hands. The four thought he was going introduce himself, but then he smiled brightly at the purple-haired fairy. "Mal," he addressed knowingly with a small nod. "Nice to finally meet you in person."

Somehow managing to stop herself from blushing in front of the enormous audience, Mal greeted respectfully, "Prince Ben."

The young woman looked back and forth from the two with a slight snarl of her nose. Ever so slightly tightening her grip, she wondered, "Do you know her?"

"Not personally," Ben answered, though he kept his gaze on Mal. "Twelve years ago, there was an incident on the Isle that resulted in her mother sending a letter to my parents for aid. My father thought it was a trick, but I convinced him to help. In return, I learned her name."

"Thank you for that," Mal acknowledged with a small smile of her own. "You kept me from living in fear at my home. From that incident, I learned to notice small details, like that bruise on your wrist." She tilted her head in mock curiosity. "Where did you get it?"

Surprised to hear such a thing, Fairy Godmother adverted her attention to the prince's arm, where a large, dark bruise was slightly visible underneath the young woman's hand. The headmistress gasped over-dramatically. "Ben, why didn't you say anything before!"

"Got it at Tourney practice yesterday," Ben insisted with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. "It's not that big of a deal."

"And you aren't a good liar," Mal retorted, but then she shrugged the same way he did. "Then again, I'm only the daughter of Maleficent. Not like anyone in Auradon will believe me—"

"I'm Princess Audrey," the young woman interrupted to change the subject, smiling at Ben over-protectively. "His girlfriend." She tilted her head in mock curiosity as well. "Right, Ben?"

Before the prince could either deny or accept the claim, Evie stepped forward. "I'm a princess as well. My mom's a queen," Evie informed them with a graceful smile, "which makes me a princess." She began to bow to show how regal she truly was.

"The Evil Queen has no royal status here." Audrey denied giving her a feign 'sorry' smile. "And neither do you."

Mal raised an eyebrow at the claim. "In the years that I've lived on the island, you Auradonians preached that the Isle of the Lost is a part of Auradon," she intervened. "Now you, an Auradon Princess who is dating the future King of Auradon, is saying that our home is not part of Auradon? Doesn't that make you a hypocrite?"

A majority of the students gawked at Mal's boldness while Audrey visibly glared at her. "Just who do you think you are?" Audrey interrogate with a bite in her bark.

"Queen of the Isle," Mal announced matter-of-factly as she straightened her stance to appear stronger than she truly was. "And I earned my royal title. It wasn't inherited from a grandfather that happened to be a pathological liar."

"My grandfather is not a liar!"

"Tell that to my mother," Mal spat as her eyes flashed green, "who can't walk on her own because of your grandfather."

Before Audrey could make a nasty, spiteful remark, Fairy Godmother intervened so the situation wouldn't escalade to a full-on fight.

"Ben and Audrey will show you around campus," Fairy Godmother informed as she gave her famous 'goody-goody' smile to appease the new students. "The library hours are from eight to ten and we do implement a curfew."

"What time?" Mal wondered respectfully.

"Ten o'clock." Fairy Godmother raised an eyebrow curiously. "Is there a problem with that?"

"Not at all!" Mal denied a little too quickly. "Though I was wondering if the four of us could have an extra hour, just for tonight. It's our first time staying in an unfamiliar place and we won't be able sleep when you want us to. An extra hour gives us a chance to talk, ease our nerves, and process that we are finally free from the magic barrier."

"I'll allow it, but you have to attempt to be on time for class tomorrow." Fairy Godmother instructed with a small smile. "I'll see you tomorrow."

With her smile growing slightly, she walked toward the school building with the marching band following and the remaining students dispersing to their usual activities.

Ben smiled as he approached Mal and her friends, who stared unimpressed at him. He stepped in front of Jay first. "It is so, so, so good to finally—" Jay punched Ben's shoulder playfully, causing the prince to grunt, "Meet you."

Ben walked to Mal, who cautiously held out her hand for him to shake since his girlfriend was so protective of him. Mal was only going to make the handshake brief, but Ben tightened his grip before she could let go. When she looked up at him, their eyes met in an intense connection, which was similar to the one she experienced in her dream, but he doesn't know about that . . .

"This is a momentous occasion," Ben continued, breaking the gaze as abruptly as he dropped Mal's hand.

He proceeded to Carlos, shaking hands with him. "And one I hope will go down in history."

Ben progressed to Evie, who swooned at the sight of him. "As the day our two peoples began to heal," he finished. Evie held his hand too long for his girlfriend's liking, since Audrey tugged Ben away almost forcefully.

Mal imitated Ben's tone as she announced, "Or the day that you showed four people where the bathrooms are."

Ben chuckled as he sauntered to Mal with Audrey close at his side. A smile emerged on his face as he asked, "A little bit over the top?"

"A little more than a little bit," Mal insisted with a small smile.

"Well," he began as his smile grew, "so much for my first impression." The two of them shared a small laugh, while Audrey looked back and forth from them. Mal tried adverting her gaze from him, but he noticed immediately.

"Something wrong?" He muttered so his jealous girlfriend couldn't overhear.

"Just miss my mother," Mal claimed just as quietly. "I'll be fine."

With a slight nod, Ben clapped his hands together. "Okay! So how about a tour?" He suggested as he tried to get back on track before his girlfriend could get suspicious. He headed toward the garden as Audrey entwined their arms again, sharing facts about the school and its history as the four newbies slowly followed behind them.

Soon, the teens were looking up into the face of a fearsome statue that resembled Ben's father in his kingly human form. Ben clapped, causing the statue to change into Beast form, growling as it came to life. Carlos screamed as he jumped into Jay's arms for safety.

"Carlos, it's okay," Ben reassured with a kind smile. "My father wanted his statue to morph from beast to man." He hesitated for a moment to specifically watch Mal. "To remind us that anything is possible."

Mal observed the statue curiously, wondering out loud, "Does he shed much?"

"Yeah," Ben answered with a serious expression. "Mom won't let him on the couch."

They exchanged looks. Mal gave a wry smile at the joke, while Ben harmlessly smiled back. However, the jealous girlfriend didn't like their attention being on one another, so she tugged her boyfriend away. Mal just happened to notice the way the girlfriend inconspicuously wrapped her hand around her boyfriend's already injured wrist.

So . . . she is the cause of the bruise . . .

Inside the extravagant building, there was a fireplace, dark wood staircases, chandeliers, and stained-glass windows that made the place feel warm and sunny. It almost reminded Mal of her home in the Bargain Castle.

"So, you guys have magic here in Auradon?" Mal wondered as the group stopped in the center of the room. "Like spells, potions . . . Things like that?"

"Yes, it exists," Ben answered though he shrugged careless. "We don't use it because my father forced us to retire it. Most of the students at Auradon Prep are ordinary mortals."

"Who happen to be kings and queens," Mal added nonchalantly.

"That's true!" Audrey exclaimed snootily, draping Ben's arm over her shoulder with her next statement. "Our royal blood goes back hundreds of years." She smiled at Ben possessively, acting more protective by the minute.

"Or less than forty." Mal retorted knowingly. "Your grandfather was a peasant before he married into royalty."

To prevent the oncoming fight, Ben shouted at a boy wearing a band outfit carrying a clipboard on the upper floor. "Doug!" the prince called as he removed his arm off Audrey. "Doug, come down."

Doug quickly walked down the stairs and stood next to the prince. "This is Doug," Ben announced as he placed a hand on the teen's shoulder. "He's going to give you your class schedules and inform you where your rooms are."

He focused all of his attention to Mal. "I'll see you later, okay?" She nodded lightly without thinking. "And if you need anything at all, feel free to—"

"Ask Doug," Audrey interrupted with a sugar sweet smile.

"Or me," Ben continued defiantly. "During the school week, I stay in my dorm room—which is down the hall from Jay's and Carlos's—while on the weekends I'm at my parents' castle, which is a short walk away. If I'm not in my dorm, you are more than welcome to head to the castle. My staff will help you with anything you need."

Before Ben could offer any more advice or assistance, Audrey forcefully pulled him away, leaving the four newbies with the only other Auradonian they knew at the moment.

"Hi guys." Doug greeted with a small wave. "I'm Dopey's son, as in . . ." The band member trailed off to list the name on his fingers. "Dopey, Doc, Bashful, Happy, Grumpy, Sleepy, and-" He stopped when he looked up, making full eye contact with the beautiful Evie, who gave him a flirty smile. "Heigh-ho. . ."

"Evie," she introduced as she strutted to him, her smile not once faltering. "Evil Queen's daughter."

Doug shook himself out of his daze. "Okay. So, about your classes, I, uh, put in the requirements already—History of Woodsmen and Pirates, Safety Rules of the Internet, and, uh," he cleared his throat to get rid of his nervousness, "Remedial Goodness 101."

"Let me guess . . ." Mal trailed off as she raised an eyebrow. "New class?"

Doug nodded sheepishly. "It was the only way Fairy Godmother would agree to you four attending Auradon Prep," he informed knowingly. "Ben's proclamation was a last-minute situation. Fairy Godmother didn't know about it until Sunday afternoon while Ben didn't tell his parents until this morning."

Evie tilted her head curiously. "Why's that?"

"Somebody about not wanting them to ruin it," Doug recalled with a shrug. "Ben asked for my help Monday, but didn't tell the rest of the student body about his proclamation until Tuesday. I think it had something to do with Audrey, but I didn't want to pry into his personal life."

"Speaking of prying," Mal interrupted to change the subject, "we don't want to keep you, so if you tell us where our rooms are, we'll be out of your hair."

Doug gestured toward the general direction. "Head down that hall, take a right at the end. Once you are at the end of that hall, you'll be at another vertical hall which the girls' dorm rooms. For the guys', you take a left instead. Your rooms will have your name posted outside like everyone else's. Just a warning, during school hours—which is eight to three—you can't be in your rooms, unless you happen to have a free period or are deathly sick."

"Thanks." Mal smiled to show her appreciation. "We'll be a little kinder to you since you helped us."

Although Doug thought that statement was peculiar, he couldn't say anything since they were already walking away from him. However, he did happen to notice Evie looking back over her shoulder to give him another flirty smile that made his heart swoon.

He may be in love.

A few minutes later Mal and Evie opened the door to their dorm room. It was light and airy and dappled in sunlight. The white canopy beds were covered with pink pillows, and flowery curtains fluttered gently in the fresh breeze from the open windows.

Evie's eyes widened with delight. "Wow," she complimented with a gaspy breath. "This place is so amazing!"

Meanwhile, Mal had her hand covering her eyes from the light. "It's too bright," she complained with a snarl of her nose. "My parents always had the curtains closed so no one could see in. We never had them open. Help me close 'em."

Mal closed the curtains on one side of the room as Evie did the same to the windows on the other side, plunging the dorm into darkness. "Whew!" Mal exclaimed with a smile. "That is much better."

Mal plopped onto the edge of her new bed, enjoying the feeling of the comfortable mattress beneath her. Peaking up to see their door closed, the fairy removed a few objects from her outside and inside jacket pockets. Those objects just happened to be the wind-up crow, her mother's spell book, and her mother's favorite photograph.

Leaning against the bed post, Evie smiled down at her friend. "Going away gift?"

"More like something to help me cope with having to keep my father's identity a secret," Mal corrected with a small huff. "I'm gonna have to hide her picture. I can't let anyone see it."

"And the crow?"

"It will be on me at all times." Mal gazed up at her friend with a saddened smile. "That way I can play with my favorite childhood toy whenever I want." She cocked her head slightly. "Did your mother give you anything?"

From her blue leather jacket, Evie revealed a small compact mirror. "The last shard of her Magic Mirror," she revealed with a sigh. "She said it will help me find anything I want, like a prince to marry."

With her interest peaked, Mal wondered, "Can you have it look for someone for me? A raven named Diaval?"

Slightly confused, Evie did as requested. No longer seeing her reflection, she now only saw a gray cloudy fog. Asking a couple more times, the results were still the same. Evie flipped the mirror for Mal to see. "Something's blocking the mirror from seeing him," she informed. "Or it doesn't work. Either way, I can't help you."

Groaning softly, Mal fell back on her bed dramatically. "Great, now I have to wait on my uncle to see if he finds anything."

Turning her body so she was laying on her side, Mal gazed at Evie with mischievously raised eyebrows. "And I don't think you need a prince to marry," she teased. "You were looking pretty happy with Doug. It's obvious he is already crushing on you."

Evie smiled softly with a faint blush on her cheeks. "He is cute," she admitted, "in a dorky kind of way. But it's only our first day in Auradon. I think I'll wait a couple days before I decide to date." She nodded at her friend. "What about you? What's with you and Ben?"

"Remember when I first touched iron?" When Evie nodded, Mal continued, "Like he said, he convinced his parents to help me. Some guards removed the iron and then someone took a picture of me because Ben wanted to see what Isle children looked like. That night I saw him on TV and fell for him, hard. I would always try to watch him whenever he was on TV, until I was thirteen when I realized 'betrothed' meant he was supposed to be married to someone. I forced myself to stop watching him so I could get over him, but I guess I never did."

"And now he's with Audrey," Evie commented slowly.

"I think it was her," Mal accused, "the one who created Ben's bruise. She was trying to cover it so no one could see it, but I did. And I don't think he wants anyone to know it."

"Why not trade information?" Evie suggested helpfully. "You can only tell one Auradonian about your father, right? Make a deal with Ben. Tell him about you-know-who and have him tell you about Audrey."

Mal pondered on the idea for a moment. "I'll try telling him when she's not around tomorrow," she decided. "Until then, let's unpack our clothes. Tomorrow is our first day at our new school and, thanks to my godmother, I have no idea what to wear."

Evie giggled at her predicament. "Good thing you have a fashionista as your roommate."