Alex kept getting confused frowns as he walked down the halls and onto the Tourney field. Not that he cared.

He was wearing camouflage pants, his forearm guards that hid his bracelet and scars, and a blue, yellow and white tryout uniform for Tourney. It was official. Evie was a true magician when it came to clothes. Since everyone that played or tried out for Tourney was at least 14, there were no uniforms his size. She had managed to make him his very own uniform in less than half an hour.

Alex was less than half the size of everyone there, but for some reason everyone parted ways as he walked by.

"Hey." Jay greeted him when he finally made it to him and Carlos.

Alex grinned at him. "Hey."

Carlos frowned. "How did you make them let you try out?"

Alex shrugged. "I humiliate their royal guards at training."

"Having fun?" Jay asked, grinning.

"Starting to."

Their conversation ended there as Jay left to talk with Carlos when he saw Ben approaching. Alex knew he considered the soon-to-be-king a little too friendly for his tastes so he stayed to talk while Jay escaped.

"Hey Benny Boo!"

Ben laughed embarrassed.

"You're never going to forget that, are you?"

"Nope."

"So what are you – Are you – you know-"

Alex actually felt amused by the stuttering prince. Poor guy was probably trying to find a nice way of asking him what the hell was he doing on the field with a uniform, since the youngest person besides him was Carlos who officially was 15.

"I'm trying out for Tourney!" Alex announced with a big grin.

Ben couldn't help but chuckle. "Oh… Um – Have you talked with Coach first? Because-"

"I did."

"You did?"

"I did."

Ben wasn't sure if he should be surprised, shocked or curious.

"How did it go?"

Alex threw him a smirk.

"Well, first he said I was too young. Then he told me to impress him. Then I humiliated his guards. And then here I am." He finished, his blue eyes flashing dangerously.

Ben couldn't help but compare Alex's eyes with his brother's. When he was born, his baby brother's eyes were light sky blue eyes, but as he grew older, each month his eyes seemed to become darker, starting to look even more like his father's. When he was six months old, his eyes were an intense electric blue.

Alex that was in front of him had blue eyes. But they were more mature and more of a dangerous stormy blue eyes.

But it was the same intense blue.

"Here you are." Ben murmured.

Coach blew in his whistle.

"And now." Alex suddenly said. "Let's hope I won't see you on the field."

"Jay, Alex, Ben: offence! Chad you're defense!" Coach yelled. "Taylor, you're the shooter."

"Right, Coach!"

"Hey. Hey! Hey, you! Lost boy! Put your helmet on. Get out of the kill zone!"

Alex couldn't help but laugh. He'd never seen Carlos look so confused in his entire life!

"Kill zone? Wha-?"

"Pick it up. Put it on! Two hands!"

Jay and Alex exchanged glances. The kill zone looked interesting. Ben saw them discretely nod at each other, but before he could say anything, Coach blew in his whistle.

In that moment it was like everything went into slow motion. Ben realized why Alex said he hoped not to see him in his way.

At the whistle, Jay and Alex growled and took off destroying the other team.

Jay was more ruthless, running around, knocking down as many people as he could, even if they were from his own team!

Alex was more calculated. He ran up with an incredible speed, stole the ball then ran straight for the enemy gate. The first eight people that tried to stop him ended up on the floor faster than anyone could blink. The rest of the standing people parted ways as Jay and Alex ran up to Carlos.

"Ah! Jay, it's me! It's Carlos!"

Jay didn't seem to care.

"Wait, stop, Jay. Stop! No, no, no, no! Ah!" yelled Carlos before dropping on the ground, letting Jay jump over him.

Alex passed him the ball and Jay scored.

"Oh, yeah! Come on, let's go!" Jay yelled as he and Alex fist-bumped.

Everyone was staring at them in shock.

Then Jay started doing a weird happy dance, making Alex stop and laugh at him.

"Oh! Whoo, whoo, whoo! Oh! Oh!"

"What just happened?"

"Who are these guys?"

"Who's the kid?"

Alex, with his sensible hearing, could hear everything the people were whispering, but he was too pumped up with adrenaline to care at the moment.

"You two!" Coach suddenly yelled. "Get over here!"

Jay stopped dancing and he and Alex exchanged glances.

"Yeah, you!"

They jogged over to the coach with the rest of the team.

"What do you call that?"

Jay shrugged.

"Survival?" Alex answered, though it came out more like a question.

"I call that raw talent." Coach Jenkins corrected. He pointed to them. "Come find me later. I'll show you something you haven't seen before. It's called a Rule Book."

Alex frowned. "A what?"

Jay looked equally confused.

"Welcome to the team boys." Coach told them and Alex grinned.

Ben realized that grinning, Alex looked even more like his brother.

"And you." Coach suddenly said, turning Ben's attention to him. He was pointing at Carlos this time. "You ever thought about band?"

Jay burst out laughing and even Alex couldn't help but smirk.

"I'll work with him, Coach." Ben announced, making Alex look at him.

He made a mental note to go with Carlos when they were training. He liked Ben, but the guy wasn't raised on the Isle and Alex didn't want to risk him saying something wrong and making Carlos have a panic attack or something.

He was ready to leave when he saw one of the blond princes looking at him and his friends in disgust.

He knew Jay saw him too, so he walked away, but not before he stepped on the prince's toes. Ten seconds later, Jay came near him with a smirk on his face and Alex realized he probably bumped onto him.

"Okay, let's run that again!" Coach yelled and blew in his whistle.

About half an hour later, Alex was walking around trying to find his next class, Geography. Whatever that meant.

He found every other class except the one he was looking for and he was getting frustrated. This place was way too confusing for his tastes. He was ready to just walk into any class and give up. He doubted the students had enough courage to tell him to leave if he would.

"Hey, dorky, where are you going?" a voice suddenly said, but Alex knew it was too far away to be addressed to him.

He turned around and started walking in the direction of the voice.

"Going to cry to mommy and daddy again, little baby?" another voice said and then laughter.

Alex finally saw it.

There were four guys, around thirteen or fourteen, who were pinching and shoving a boy maybe one inch taller than him.

The little boy had blond hair, brown eyes and he wore a pair of dorky glasses. He looked close to tears.

Alex knew he should probably leave. A villain would go there and pick on all five of them, but he should at least go away and pretend he never saw anything.

But he hated bullies. Alex learned to protect himself and Dizzy and Carlos. No one protected him before he entered Mal's gang.

The one of the older boys shoved the kid a little harder, making him fall on the floor and Alex growled, but the guys were laughing so hard they didn't even hear him.

"Hey!" he yelled marching over and everyone turned towards him.

The boys started laughing harder.

"Now there's two dorks!"

Alex narrowed his eyes and one of the guys frowned.

"Leave." He commanded. "Before you regret it."

"And what will you do if I refuse?" the first guy laughed and went to shove him.

Alex caught his hand before it touched him and judo-flipped the idiot over his shoulder.

"Did I shutter?!" he growled. "Beat it!"

All four morons scattered away as fast as they could. Two of them were nearly crying.

Alex dropped his glare and adopted a more relaxed looking stance. He offered a hand to the boy on the floor.

"Ya alright?"

The boy stared at him in shock, fear, but also curiosity. He took his hand and let Alex help him up.

"T-Thanks."

Alex looked at him closely. The kid was dressed expensively, just like everyone there, and he was an inch or two taller than him.

He didn't want friends. He was not going to betray Dizzy like that.

But he also needed someone to show him around.

"I'm Alex."

"Um… My name is Ethan." He looked like he wanted to saw something else, but decided against.

Alex didn't press him.

"Think you can show me where the Geography class is held? I'm unbelievably lost."

That seemed to snap Ethan back to reality.

"Yeah, sure. I have the same class, too, so you can just follow me." He said and started walking. "Are you in the 4A group?"

Alex frowned and took out his schedule from his pocket.

"Apparently."

"Cool! That means you'll be in all of my classes."

Alex doubted this kid was in his Remedial Goodness class, but he chose not to burst his bubble yet.

They continued walking and Ethan started talking more and more about everything and anything. Alex didn't really mind. Dizzy liked to talk a lot, too. He was fine with listening. Plus, Ethan was talking mainly about the teachers and stuff about Auradon Prep which was pretty useful, since Alex didn't really know about it.

They still arrived two minutes after the bell rang, not that Alex particularly cared.

They entered and Ethan quickly scurried away to his seat, mumbling an apology for being late. A few kids chuckled at him, but they all shut up when they saw the son of Mother Gothel enter.

Alex took his time closing the door. He could feel the children's and most importantly, the professor's gazes fixed on him and he mentally prepared for the outcome.

Don't glare, don't growl, don't bite! Mal would kill him if they were all sent back because of him.

He turned around and threw the professor a sarcastic smile, so obvious even the pure little royals in the room could see it was fake.

"Hi!"

The children in the front row leaned back a little, like they expected him to jump at them.

"Mr. Gothel-" the teacher started to say before he was interrupted.

"I prefer Alex." He said, dropping the smile and setting off for a bored expression.

"Absent for the first three hours and late for the fourth?"

The children widened their eyes. Apparently being absent was a big deal.

"Actually I had to talk to Coach Jenkins in the first hour so I can try out for Tourney in the second hour, and I was on the field for an hour and a half – you can ask him, if you don't believe me, he knows my name – then it took me half an hour to find the class since you don't exactly have signs with Geography that way or people that know how to give directions." He finished, crossing his arms at his chest.

The children continued staring with wide eyes at the two of them – Ethan included.

The teacher narrowed his eyes at him and Alex nearly growled.

"Very well then." He finally said. "Take a seat next to Mr. Charming and keep in mind that if you are late ever again, no matter the circumstances, there will be consequences."

The only free seat was next to Ethan, which didn't exactly make him feel better since he was practically betraying Dizzy with her own step-cousin.

He half listened to what the teacher said as he rested his head on his hand and thought of how Dizzy might be coping.

Alex was frustrated by how much Ethan reminded him of Dizzy. They were both incredibly nice persons, they couldn't stand up for themselves and they were very happy and talkative.

Ethan was smiling and laughing, the incident with the four older kids long forgotten, which made Alex wonder if it happened a lot. He continued to walk with Alex to the rest of the classes, talking and explaining everything the Vk didn't understand.

Ethan got over the fact that he was the son of Mother Gothel way faster than Alex would have imagined. He also seemed very determinate to be his friend.

Alex still heard whispering around him and people still parted ways as he walked by, but it seemed to be getting better since people started seeing him with Ethan.

And then it happened.

Two days after he and Ethan met, they entered the Interior Swimming Pool with the rest of the class.

"Explain again: why are we here?" Alex asked for the third time. Fortunately, Ethan didn't mind repeating himself.

"Once every month we are allowed to go to the pool to play and not go to the P.E. class."

Alex frowned as he approached to look at the water. He never saw water so clear back on the Isle.

"It looks poisoned." He said and Ethan frowned.

"Have you ever played in a pool before?"

Since they walked with each other most of the day, Ethan had gotten enough courage to ask him questions of his own. He never asked about personal stuff or anything. He figured quickly that if Alex wanted to talk he would.

Alex was always careful with what he said though. They may have a few similar characteristics, but Ethan was not Dizzy.

"I haven't even seen a pool before."

"But you do know how to swim, don't you?" Ethan asked. He had been going to the pool since he was little. He loved to swim!

Alex snorted. "Of course not."

Ethan frowned. "But you live on an Isle!"

"Yeah, with a barrier around it, remember?!" he snapped, obviously mad.

Ethan winched. He shouldn't have asked questions about the Isle.

"I'm sorry…" he said quietly.

Alex didn't turn to him as he continued to look at the water. He wore a swimsuit like the rest of the class, his had a camouflage theme – he loves Evie – while everyone else had crowns – which looked ridiculous in his mind – but he kept his T-shirt and his forearm guards on to hide his scars. Now he was going to have to talk with another teacher so he won't have to ditch every month.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts he didn't see Chad approach from behind, until it was too late.

"Alex!" he heard Ethan yell before he hit the water.

Hey, guys! HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Hope you like the new update. If you have any suggestions or ideas, please let me know.

I was thinking Ben should be the one to tell his parents he thinks he found his brother. Before he eats the love-spelled-cookies.

And by the way, do you like the parts I put from me or should I try and write only from the movie?

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