Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants...sadly
Arabelle walked back to her room.
She was tired and worn out and sleep was necessary.
She had walked the entire campus in search of the library, which she still failed to find. Stopping in front of her room, she could hear the music pulsing from the other side. She sighed as she pushed the door open.
The room had originally looked like most other girl rooms at Auradon Prep, which is to say bright, frilly, and pink. It had not stayed that way.
The walls still had their wooden appearance, but the light pink couch had been replaced with a tan couch. The beds had been transformed into one massive bunk bed and in the corner of the room where the bean bags had been were two purple hanging chairs, attached to the ceiling.
Where the other bed had been was now replaced with another desk. The giant armoire sat in the back of the room along with a purple trunk that was lined with leather strapes.
Across from the couch, the tv and speakers were blaring some rock music. A girl danced in the middle of the living room, rocking back and forth. She looked up when Arabelle walked through and smirked, and switched off the music.
"How was the tour, nerd?" Arabelle moaned. She turned to the other girl, shaking her head in mock annoyance, dropping her books.
"How did you get out of the tour again?" The other girl smirked. "I'm Penelope Grimm. I'm just amazing like that."
Arabelle walked into the kitchen and began raiding the cupboards. She pulled out the supplies for a sandwich. The girl turned around to stare at her from the back of the couch. Arabelle ignored her.
"So anything interesting happen?" she said casually. Arabelle stiffened for a moment before continuing with her sandwich.
"Nothing of importance," she said finally. Penelope narrowed her eyes before standing. She strod over to Arabelle, stopping in front of the bed. Arabelle sighed and met her halfway.
They stared at each other, acting as each others mirror.
They were both the same height. They shared the same facial features the same olive pale skin and silky dark brown hair. That's where the similarities stopped.
While Arabelle's hair was long, flowing past her shoulders and to the middle of her back, the other girl's hair was stiled in a sort of short bob and had red streaks running through it. While Arabelle had coffee brown eyes, the other girl's were as blue as the sky.
Arabelle looked away first, rolling her eyes before striding past her.
"Drop it, Penelope. Nothing real went down." She walked over to the dresser and began to undress. Penelope scoffed.
"Oh, please. If it was nothing then you're magic wouldn't still be pushing like it is. And I know it is. I can feel it."
Arabelle ignored her. She grabbed her meal before climbing on top of the top bunk.
Her sister joined her a few minutes later after donning on her own night clothes.
She peered at her but didn't push. If it was really that bad, then she would have said something.
"So, Ara, meet anyone interesting? New books?" she asked. Her sister nodded, eyes lighting up. And the gossip spilled. Villains kids being nicer than the heros' brats. The amazing collection of books on all different types of magic and om-double g spells.
By the time, Ara looked up, her sister was half asleep.
She smiled and pushed her towards the ladder. "Go on. Remember tomorrow is our official first day. Introduction and all." Penelope groaned.
"Don't remind me," she muttered before slipping down the sat there for a moment. The quiet soothing them to sleep.
Penelope spoke. "Do you think it'll go well?" Ara stared at the ceiling and shrugged. "I don't know, but they have to."
She leaned over the edge and looked at her sister. "Does it matter though? We're the Grimms and that's all that matters." She stretched her hand out.
Penelope smirked. "Damn right." She reached out too and grasped her sister's wrist. A glowing blue moon gleamed at her wrist while an orange sun shone on hers.
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"Hello? Hellooooo?"
A pounding on the door woke Penelope up. She looked up at her sister, who continued to snore on the top bunk.
Groaning, she slid out of bed. Whoever was on the other side of the door better have a peace offering or death would be had.
The pounding got louder. "I'm coming!" she yelled. On the other side of the door stood a tall boy. He wore a bright blue jacket that was almost as bright as his smile.
Great. A peppy person in the morning. What could possibly be better?
The boy smiled at him and she almost had to go back for her glasses. She finally realized the glare was coming from crown that sat on his head. She raised an eyebrow.
"Hi," he said, waving. "My name's Ben. Sorry I didn't get to see you and your sister yesterday. There were a lot of kids flooding in."
"That's great, but is there any reason you're waking us up at," she glanced at the clock and groaned,"at five thirty in the morning?"
The prince (or was it king now?) blushed before pushing on. "I thought I'd wake you in time to get ready for breakfast. Also since I didn't get the chance to meet you, I thought I might pop by a bit early and walk you to the dinning hall."
She stared at him stone faced, making Ben uncomfortable. Finally she sighed. "Okay, you hop by in an hour or so, we'll be ready." Without waiting for an answer, she slammed the door, turning to her still sleeping twin.
She rolled her eyes and proceeded to get ready.
After she was ready and Ara had finally gotten up (only a little magic required), they both set to pack their bags as a knock came from the door.
Arabelle opened it this time. On the other side was not only Ben but also Mal, Evie, Carlos, and Jay. The girl blinked then blushed. "Umm, hi?"
Penelope came up behind her, blinking at the crowd before them. Mal's brows furrowed. "There are two of you?" she asked. Evie elbowed her in the gut, but the twins just laughed (Penlope) and blushed (Arabelle).
"Well, I think we should head out," Ben said, herding them towards the cafeteria. Introductions and reenactments of the day before were made.
Penelope and Arabelle looked at each other then the group that had swept them up. It looked like it was going to be okay after all.
Didn't it always?
Hey, guys! So this was written pretty late because procrastination! Well, sorry for any mistakes made (probably a lot) and hopefully it wasn't too bad!
Please review and tell me what you guys think on what should be down and so forth!
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