I do not own Descendants.

Not too much excitement in this chapter yet, just sort of getting everything set up.
If anyone has any ideas for a little mischief for our four friends I'm willing to entertain suggestions for our story here.

The following morning all four of the VKs sat at breakfast just picking at their food, they'd been such a unit for so long that the idea that one of them wouldn't be right there with them for most of the day just didn't sit right. Back on the isle the only time they were apart was when they had to go home, "going home" to their parents houses was something they all dreaded. The four kids kept each other safe, protected, alive, and being separated always left them vulnerable, especially from their parents. Maleficent and Evil Queen could be ruthless if crossed; but both Mal and Evie felt that their mothers weren't nearly as bad as Jafar and Cruella still they both had a "healthy fear" of their mothers. Jafar's temper was not one to be trifled with especially if Jay didn't bring home enough loot that day. There had been more than one occasion where Evie had to give Jay stitches (since she was the only one that knew how to sew) after Jafar had torn up his back over Jay's failure to produce merchandise or whatever other blunder the boy may have committed. Cruella especially was unstable and the three older kids hated leaving Carlos alone if they knew she was home, not that any of them had a choice. The last time they had to leave him alone with her he didn't show up to school the next day. Evie had snuck into the house and found him, beaten so badly he couldn't walk, and that wasn't even close to the worst. In their experience, separation was dangerous.

Carlos' freckles stood out on his pale skin as he looked ready to pass out. "Drink some juice at least" Evie offered encouragingly. Carlos took a few sips but he felt too nervous. He looked down at his schedule… English was first while the others had history.

The history classroom was in the opposite direction of the English classroom (because of course it was). Carlos managed a weak and nervous smile at his three surrogate siblings; Evie gave his hand a little squeeze as the three older kids walked in the other direction. Carlos turned to see the bustling hallways and wanted to throw up. The bell rang and students hurried into classrooms "shit" he thought as he found the room and walked in, everyone was already seated and turned to stare at him as he tried not to panic while walking to the only free seat in the room.
"Thank you for joining us. Carlos, right?" He nodded once and sat down. "Class this is Carlos de Vil. Carlos, I'm Miss Daisy." The bubbly young teacher handed him the book they were currently studying. "We started this last week so you didn't miss much; try to read up to chapter 10 as quickly as possible to catch up"

Carlos nodded and looked around quickly; the rest of the class was giving him some strange looks. Some were curious; others looked at him like he was a freak, when he glanced at the girl next to him he saw she had piercing blue eyes. But she quickly looked back to the front of the room as soon as she realized Carlos had seen her.

As it turned out Auradon Prep was a pretty small school so most of the kids in his English class were also in history and science with him, it didn't feel nearly as intimidating once he realized that he was almost the same size as everyone else. Back on the isle he was so much smaller and younger than everyone in his classes it was like wearing a giant target. He was still one of the smaller boys, but the difference wasn't nearly as noticeable now that he was with other kids his own age.

Mal stormed into history with Jay and Evie trying to catch up, if it was possible for a giant gray cloud to be hovering over her head it would have had lightning bolts shooting from it.

"Move!" she yelled at a couple of kids that were in the seats she wanted, they raised their eye brows at her but decided the seats weren't worth a fight and moved to a safer spot, away from the crazy eyed purple haired girl.
"Mal, calm down" Evie whispered.

"How can I calm down when Carlos is who knows where BY HIMSELF?" She spat back.

"Well there's nothing we can do about it, so could you try and calm down, please." Evie whispered as an angry looking man walked in.

He looked around the room and quickly spotted Mal, Evie, and Jay. He looked less than thrilled that three young villains were in his class.

"I'm Mr. Willerstein. And you three are?" He asked dryly as he brought them their textbooks.
"Evie" Evie whispered as she took the book and syllabus from the man.
"Mal" Mal said forcefully.
"Jay" the boy said nonchalantly.

"Mmhmm" Mr. Willerstein said, "I trust I won't have any trouble with you three" He raised his eyebrows expectantly "will I?"

"No, sir" they muttered, Mal dropped her gaze into a more submissive posture and Jay sat up from his slouched position.
"Good" Mr. Willerstein said in what was clearly a threat. "Class open your books to page 96"

Mr. Willerstein began his lecture about King Stefan and Queen Leah and glanced pointedly at Mal throughout.
"Its bull" muttered Mal as Mr. Willerstein covered her mother's story again with all the bias that everyone in Auradon had grown up with.
"Excuse me, did you have something to add Mal?"
Mal stood up, "Yes, that's bull, Queen Leah invited EVERYONE to that stupid christening except MY MOTHER, she had every reason to be mad" The rest of the class gasped in horror at any sort of deviation from the story.
"That will do, Mal"
Evie grabbed Mals shirt and tried to get her to sit back down, but Mal was too far gone into her rant to notice.
"I said that's enough. SIT DOWN"
The tone of their teacher's voice took Mal by surprise and she quickly sat. "Now, if you're done we'll continue, and I expect no more disruptions, have my made myself clear?"

"Yes, sir" Mal spat back. Evie gave her a pleading look to calm down. Finally after what felt like an eternity, the bell rang. Jay, Mal, and Evie headed to their next class.

Mr. Willerstein sighed it was going to be a long year with those three, he could tell. He heard the door open and there was a new student standing there, dressed in a black and white leather jacket, shorts, and unruly black and white hair. "Not another one" he groaned as Carlos took a seat and more students filed in.

"And you are?" He asked coolly as he brought the boy a book.
"Carlos."
"Carlos what?" Mr. Willerstein wanted to know who this boy's parent was although he had a fairly good idea already.
"Carlos de Vil" he said meekly looking down and refusing to meet the man's eyes.
"Cruellas boy?" Carlos nodded. "I see, well I had your other friends already this morning and I hope I won't have any issues with you." Carlos just shook his head, still not looking up "we shall see" Mr. Willerstein said pursing his lips as he walked back to the front of the room. Carlos glared at him, he didn't expect this class to go nearly as well as English class did.

Carlos probably would have found the class somewhat interesting if it weren't for the fact that the teacher kept calling on him to answer questions. History classes on the isle were all from the villain's point of view and therefore not at all the same as what was taught in Auradon. Carlos knew the basics of the stories, because everyone knew that, but it was the little details that were completely opposite. After apparently answering the third question wrong he decided that saying he didn't know or not answering was safer. This did not seem to pacify this particular teacher though who seemed to get more and more agitated with him as class went on. The girl with the pretty blue eyes gave him a sympathetic look when Mr. Willerstein called on Carlos yet again. Fortunately the bell rang saving him from having to answer.

Carlos was relieved to find that next period was math class with Mal, Jay, and Evie. He found the room easily enough, the other three were already there and Evie had saved him a seat next to her. Math was something you couldn't screw up because of a difference of opinion. It was either right or wrong, maybe some partial credit if you made a small error, but generally, one's opinion wasn't going to change the outcome.

By lunch the four kids were hungry. Starting new classes, and the stress of being separated, not to mention barely eating breakfast it makes one hungry. They'd been in Auradon for a whole week already and by now were able to navigate the lunch line like pros. They all had their favorites, Mal liked the spicy nachos with extra jalapeños, Jay usually grabbed a burger, Evie liked the salad bar, and Carlos discovered the wonders of pizza and chocolate milk.

Mal glanced over at the boy as she popped some nachos in her mouth to eat. "Well? How did it go?" she asked.
"Ew Mal, gross" Evie chided Mal for talking with her mouth full. Mal rolled her eyes and kicked Carlos under the table raising her eye brows expectantly. This caused Carlos to spray out his chocolate milk onto Jay from the unexpected kick. Jay lunged at Carlos but the smaller boy slipped under the table to hide already. Evie sighed. "good job Mal"
Mal grabbed Jay by his jacket and pulled him back down while Evie ducked her head to look under the table "Come out" she told the younger boy. Carlos peeked out cautiously glancing at Jay and then Mal. Jay was busy trying to wipe away the milk, Mal just crossed her arms on the table and gave Carlos an I'm-waiting look. He slipped back onto his seat. "English was good. Miss Daisy is nice. And most of the same kids are in both classes." Mal could sense he was holding back.

"And?"

Carlos sighed; he knew what she wanted to know and that she wouldn't let it go till she found out. "And the history teacher is an ass. Apparently you three made quite the impression on him first period." Evie gave a look to Mal and Mal had a brief flash of guilt before rolling her eyes.

"Really? Mal, I don't need any extra help getting teachers to hate me, they do it all on their own!" Carlos complained.

Mal glowered at him, "I didn't do it on purpose, and he IS an ass. Anyway lunch will be over in a couple minutes, what you guys have next?"
"Fashion concept and design" Evie squealed.

"Computer programing" Carlos said, he was looking forward to that.

"Looks like we have science. " Jay informed Mal, "I guess we'll see you all in Goodness class"

The bell rang loudly and the four looked at each other, they managed to get through their first half day of real classes.