The education on the Isle of the Lost was much different in comparison to Auradon's.
For starters, your classes were never the normal reading, math, history, and science. You were forced into a class based upon your gender. Males took woodworking, metal working, and horticulture courses; females took basic cooking, parenthood, and sewing. Also, you only go from the ages of ten to eighteen. It was not separated by grade level.
Jay, being eleven, had already been enrolled in the island's school for one year and since both Mal and Evie were freshly turned ten, their daily schedule switched from mischief making to spending eight precious hours in a building.
Evie took to the sewing and parenting courses right away, her mother already teaching her the basics. Mal, however, after being so used to living like the boys, felt bored by the required courses.
"Jay. Please… If I have to change one more baby doll's diaper, I'm going to throw myself at that stupid force field until I pass out." she complained one day as the friends were walking home. Evie, who enjoyed school much more than spray painting the abandoned buildings, smiled. "Oh Mal, you are just a sour puss becuase they made you stop carving "Maleficent Rules" into the tables."
Mal grunted and rolled her eyes when Jay busted out laughing.
After another month of school, Mal's attitude still hadn't changed regarding her course load. It didn't make matters any better when she met Jay by the front doors and all he would talk about was how his teachers were finally treating his class like men. "... And they even let us learn why we aren't allowed to be on Auradon!" he exclaimed, a bundle of energy. "Apparently your mom made a whole town sleep for like, a hundred years!"
This made Mal infuriated. Yes. Her mom committed a crime. But why pick on her mom? Its not like Jafar, Jay's thieving dad, was any more esteemed in Auradon!
"Would you just shut up?" she challenged. "Yes. My mom is not the most benevolent woman on this planet. So, would this whole freaking place just stop talking about her?"
Mal was as close to tears as Jay had ever seen her. Pulling her into a hug, he started running his fingers through her purple locks.
"How about I show you how to identify if a corn stalk has a disease?" he inquired, trying to take Mal's mind off of her abusive mother.
Leaning back, she gave a small smile to her best friend. "I'd like that."
That afternoon, Mal ran into the apartment she and her mother shared with the Evil Queen and Evie, talking all about stalk rot and Anthracnose leaf blight.
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In honor of my junior year of high school starting tomorrow! Wish me luck!
Also, any chapter ideas you would like to see happen?