Evie sat up reading her book, it was late, past 2am, but she wasn't tired, and Mal wasn't back yet. Evie wasn't about to go to sleep while Mal was who knows where. She wasn't really that worried, after all if Mal had managed 16 years on the Isle she'd be just fine in Auradon. Still she was pretty sure she heard that detention was usually over by 10, 11 at the latest.

There was a soft knock on the door; "Evie" said a quiet voice.

Evie closed her book, there was definitely not going to be any sleep for her tonight, "Come on in, Carlos."

The door opened slowly and Carlos cautiously came in looking sheepish, "Can I sleep here tonight?" he asked, his brown eyes looking even bigger in the dimly lit room.

Evie nodded and made room on her bed, "Nightmares again?" she asked as Carlos climbed in and snuggled up to her. He nodded and closed his eyes. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep especially with Evie holding him and stroking his hair. He looked so much younger when he slept. Evie was used to these night time visits from Carlos, Hell Hall and her castle on the isle were right next door, so on particularly rough nights she usually found Carlos climbing in her bedroom window. How he managed the climb she still hadn't figured out. The two of them shared a special bond; Jay and Mal were more the rough and tumble type while she and Carlos tended to shy back from a fight. Not that they wouldn't if they had to, but both generally found ways to avoid it while Mal and Jay sought it out. After the day's events though she was only surprised he hadn't come to her sooner.

It must have been several hours later when she heard Mal finally come in. Mal carefully closed the door and then realized Evie was still awake, she was about to speak when Evie put her finger up to her lips to signal her to be quiet. Mal glanced over and saw Carlos snuggled up sound asleep.

"Where were you? Its like 4am!" Evie whispered.

Mal shrugged, "I went for a walk, then ran into Ben and we talked." Mal said this as if it was as simple a thing as brushing your teeth in the morning.

Evies jaw dropped.

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"You were out all night with Ben? PRINCE Ben?" Evie asked for the 10th time that day.

"Yes, E."
"Like THE Prince Ben." She clarified again. Mal just shot her a look.
"E, my head is pounding, I've already explained it, please stop." Mal asked in a nicer tone than normal. Evie raised an eyebrow surprised by Mal using the word 'please' and not something more colorful.

The girls were working in the library, Evie was working on some of her advanced chemistry homework and using her magic mirror to double check her work. She found trying to do the problem and then checking if she did it correctly, and correcting if needed, always helped her learn the process which is such a key part of chemistry.

Unfortunately, Mr. Deley, her teacher happened to be in the library that day and observed what she was doing. Worried that she would use the mirror to cheat on a test he confiscated the item, stating it really belonged in the museum anyway and would be turning it into Fairy Godmother.

As soon as Mr. Deley left Evie burst into tears, she quickly packed up her stuff and left without a further word.
Mal sat there not sure if she should follow or not but decided against it

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Evie ran down to the design studio, working with the fabrics and her designs would help calm her down. She couldn't believe Mr. Deley would take her stuff like that, not even asking what she was using it for or anything. She had made some great progress with her gown and Mrs. Radcliffe had been very impressed with both her design and technique. Evie got to her work station and pulled out the project but it was certainly not the way she had left it, someone had ruined it. It was clear that someone purposefully cut it up and even spilled some sort of juice on the fabric, it was unsalvageable, well mostly. Evie had the talent and experience of working with next to nothing to figure out a way, but that would be later, right now she was seeing red. First a teacher took her stuff, and now someone ruined her work.

If Evie had been raised in Auradon she probably would have thought to seek out Mrs. Radcliffe and show her the damaged dress. The teacher had seen the almost finished product and would have come to the conclusion that someone tampered with it. But Evie wasn't raised in Auradon, and in her limited experience with teachers and other adults, you didn't tell them anything if you could help it and you certainly didn't go to them for help. You handled things yourself or maybe with an ally or minions if you happened to have some.

There was a giggle in the doorway and Evie spun around to see Audrey and another girl standing there, both looking delighted at the Evie's distress. "Now your dress is trash, just. Like. You." Audrey said in a most unprincess like way.

This was probably the biggest mistake Audrey could have made, with the combination of losing her mothers mirror and the dress being ruined Evie was not in her normal calm state of mind, her normal avoid-a-fight response hidden beneath anger and hurt, she was still an Isle girl after all. Evie lunged at Audrey and punched her in the face.

The other girl screamed and this seemed to shock Evie back to reality as she realized what she had just done.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" the other girl yelled at her. "Audrey, let's get you to the nurse." The girls left and Evie crumbled to the floor and sobbed. They were sure to send her back now. What had gotten into her, that wasn't like her at all, Mal, yes, but not her. She grabbed the remains of the gown and clutched it to her dress and sobbed. She had ruined everything for herself in less than a minute.

So I'm not even sure I'm in love with this chapter. Help me out here, readers, what do you think? Love it? Hate it? Please leave a review. And as always thank you so much for reading!