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Evie worked steadily on the gown she was making for her fashion design class. She had sketched up a fabulous design that she was just crazy about, got all her homework done on Saturday so she could spend most of the day Sunday in the design room piecing the parts together. She'd never had this much space to work or selection of fabrics to work with and was utilizing it as much as she could. On the isle fabric was difficult to come by, and clothes, particularly for children even more so. For the last 5 or 6 years she had made all the clothes for her, Mal, Jay, and Carlos, with the occasional exception of a t-shirt. She had taught herself how to make dye for various fabrics and leather, how to embroider and had a natural knack for what flattered different body types. But a gown, that was a dream she had since she was just a little girl but never thought she'd ever have the chance to make one. It would have been an obscene waste of material on the isle.

"Evie, its Sunday what are you doing in here?" Evie looked up startled to see Mrs. Radcliffe.

"Oh, well I … just wanted to get started on this project, and working with the fabric helps me to relax and think." Evie replied without really realizing that she had opened up so freely.

Mrs. Radcliffe had the good sense not to prod about the comment just then. "Can I see your design?"

Evie handed her the sketch book and she flipped through the pages in awe. "Evie, these are amazing."

The girl blushed at the complement "they're not that good"
"Yes, they are. Do you have much experience with sewing too?"
"I make most of my own clothes, and for the others too." She said as if that was no big deal for a 16 year old. She didn't notice as Mrs. Radcliffe stared at her with her mouth agape.
The women was about to leave as she noticed Evie had gotten quitter and thought she'd leave the girl to her thoughts when Evie suddenly spoke up. "What do you do if something bad happens to someone, but they don't want anyone to know that is happened?" The girl looked up, her eyes filled with worry.

Mrs. Radcliffe just looked at the girl carefully. That was certainly unexpected. "Well, I suppose I would try to encourage them to come forward to someone that could help the situation."
Evie looked relieved at that and whispered her thanks before focusing back on the dress.
"Don't stay in here too long, try to go out and enjoy the weekend, its beautiful out. Oh and lock the door when you leave, please. I'm not sure how you got in in the first place, I was sure I locked the door on Friday"
Evie nodded. It had been several hours and going outside seemed like a good idea. After a bit she carefully put her materials away, turned off the light, and locked the door. Time to get Mal out of their room for a bit.

"E, I don't want to go" Mal whined as Evie informed her they were going outside for some fresh air. "I hate fresh air. HATE IT"
"Ok Madam Mim, don't forget your shoes" Evie teased. Mal grumbled but got dressed and was lacing up her combat boots when the boys burst in.
"Uh, hello KNOCK!" Evie scolded.
"Oh please like we haven't seen it before." Jay teased and Evie smacked him.
"THAT was different. We're in Auradon now, and you knock."
"Ok ok" Jay relented.
"Come-on you guys ready? I hear they have a lake and stables" Carlos said with all the enthusiasm of a little kid. He was practically bouncing. It had been a really long week, especially for Carlos who had to deal most of it alone and was excited to just see the other three for more than meal time and classes.
Mal clapped her hands and pointed to the door and headed out.

They decided to check out the stables first, none of kids had ever seen a horse in real life and were excited to.
"I didn't think they'd be this big" said Evie as she fed an apple to one. Carlos giggled while one nuzzled him.

A small dog barked and bounded into the stables wagging his tail happily. Carlos screamed and took off running, thinking it was a game the little dog gave chase.
Jay, Mal, and Evie all sighed and started to run after Carlos and the little dog. The view from the castle was pretty amusing as students looked out windows to see Carlos running as fast as he could chased by the little dog and then Jay, Mal, and Evie behind. Ben happened to see the sight and figured he should put a stop to it before someone got hurt. He stepped out of the castle and whistled, as expected the small dog quickly changed direction and ran right to him and he scooped him up in his arms. A bit less expected was Carlos reaction to the whistle; he froze and began to tremble before taking off again in as much of a panic as before.

"Just great, he had to whistle of all things" Mal muttered having seen the whole scene as she ran. Jay and Mal adjusted their path to try and intercept Carlos while Evie slowed as she got to Ben and the dog. She was never much of a runner.
"What just happened?" asked Ben, confused.
"You whistled."
"Yeah, to call Dude here. Looked like Carlos is scared of him."
"That would be an understatement." Huffed Evie, who was still trying to catch her breath and watching Jay and Mal try to chase down Carlos who was faster than they were. "Ben, I suppose I should explain, about Carlos. " Evie bit her lip, contemplating the best way to start. "His mom.."

"Cruella." Ben interjected and Evie nodded.
"Yeah, she treated Carlos like little more than a dog. She'd whistle for him if she wanted him to come home, or wanted him to come to her for whatever reason. And it was never anything good."
Ben had a look of understanding. "She also taught him to be afraid of dogs." She looked out over the grounds to where Jay and Mal had finally managed to catch up with Carlos and were attempting to calm him down. Evie didn't realize how tense she was until she saw Carlos walking back with Jay and Mal.

Carlos froze when he saw Ben holding the little dog. "Wh-why are you holding t-the-that monster?" He squeaked out the only reason he wasn't running away again is that Jay had a firm hold on him.

Ben smiled, "Carlos, this is Dude, he's the campus mutt. And he wouldn't hurt a fly. Would you like to meet him?"
Carlos just stared at the dog and occasionally glanced at Ben like the young prince had lost his mind.
"I promise he won't hurt you." Ben took a cautious step closer, Carlos flinched back like he wanted to run again but Jay's grasp on his arm tightened when he did. The older boy did not feel like chasing him down again and so was not about to let go. Ben took a few more slow steps forward and Carlos shut his eyes tight, he just knew this dog was going to rip out his throat. Ben took the boys hand and explained that Dude was just going to smell it, that's how dogs learned who you were. The smaller boy trembled but bravely allowed the little dog to smell his hand. Ben took Carlos' hand and moved it over to pet the small dog.
"He doesn't look like a killer." Carlos commented as he bravely pet the dog all on his own.
"That's because he's not. He likes it if you scratch his ears or rub his belly. Do you want to hold him?" Ben asked, Carlos agreed and Ben put the little dog in his arms. Mal, Jay, and Evie would not have believed it if they hadn't seen it themselves.

Monday arrived with all the promise that Mondays usually bring, five long days of classes, more homework, the promise of tests and teachers, and for Jay, tourney practice. Jay groaned as the sunlight hit his face and he turned over to put his head under the pillow. Dude jumped up and began licking the boy's face. The little dog had taken such a liking to Carlos yesterday that he hadn't wanted to leave, even when Ben tried to take him back so Ben let him stay with Jay and Carlos.

Jay pushed the small dog aside gently; dog kisses were not his thing. He rolled over again to see that Carlos wasn't in bed; he was off in the corner messing with some project of his. "How long you been up?" He asked with a yawn.
"I donno, little more than an hour."
Jay rolled his eyes and fell back to his pillow, how on earth did that kid get up so early. Then of course being the grade below him Carlos had an earlier curfew of 9pm while the 10th and 11th grade students had till 10pm (seniors got till 11pm). Carlos had complained adamantly against having an earlier curfew than the other three, but fairy godmother was unyielding on the topic. By the time Jay usually got back to the room for his curfew Carlos was usually sound asleep anyway. As much as Jay hated to admit it he thought maybe fairy godmother knew what she was talking about when it came to teenagers and how much sleep they really needed. Back on the isle there was no such thing as a curfew or bedtime, the middle of the night was usually the most active and people tended to go to bed around 4am and sleep till almost noon which probably explained why no one was ever on time for school, which was fine by the teachers because they too were usually late. Jay had noticed over just the last two weeks that going to bed at a reasonable hour helped him feel more focused and less irritable, so although he didn't like getting up in the morning still, and complained loudly about such an early curfew time, he didn't really mind that much.
He got up and ready for the day, and headed down to the cafeteria with Carlos and the girls. "No coffee today" he told the younger boy who rolled his eyes at him. Jay grabbed him and put him in a headlock until the smaller boy agreed to stick with milk or juice. Dude followed the VKs and hopped up on the chair next to them at breakfast where he helped himself to some of Carlos' eggs.

Then Dude followed Carlos to English class. Miss Daisy raised her eyebrow, but didn't say anything; so long as the little dog didn't cause any issues she didn't mind. History of course was another matter entirely. Carlos sat at his desk taking notes while Dude was at his feet and Mr. Willerstein hadn't noticed the dog walk in, but about 15 minutes into class Mr. Willerstein started calling on students to answer questions. When he berated Carlos for the second time that morning the little dog growled at the man. Surprised, Mr. Willerstein looked down the aisle and saw the dog.

"Dude, out." He ordered and the little mutt obediently left the room. "Carlos, up here." The boy groaned but obeyed. Mr. Willerstein handed him some chalk and directed him to a side chalk board.

"Write 'I will not bring dogs to class.' One hundred times. You're not to leave till it's finished." Mr. Willerstein ordered and followed it up with a cuff upside the boys head.
Carlos rubbed his head and got started with his task; by the time the bell rang he was only about 70 lines in. He'd be late for math now too.

Evie was sitting alone in math again, Carlos' seat conspicuously empty. Evie pulled out her mirror and asked it where Carlos was, she saw the boy writing lines on the board in the history class room, she zoomed in to see what he was writing. "oh no, he did not!" she gasped. Mal looked over at her questioningly and she showed the girl the mirror. Mal slapped her forehead with her hand and shook her head, for a kid as smart as Carlos was sometimes the common sense stuff didn't seem to make the cut. "Seriously, who takes a dog to class with them" she groaned.

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