Title: Mean Enchantresses
Author: QueenKordeilia
Rating: T
Pairing (s): Merlin/Morgana Uther/Catrina Tristan/Isolde Nimueh/Merlin Nimueh/Alvarr Sophia/Valiant/Vivian Morgause/Arthur/Guinevere. Past Ygraine/Uther/Vivienne/Gorlois
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Modern AU. Morgana Le Fay Pendragon is sixteen and has just moved from Cornwall to London. What happens when she gets involved with the Plastics? And when Elena Gawant wants revenge? Not to mention super cute Merlin Ambrosius...
Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin. I don't own Mean Girls either.
A/N: Hey guys. Here's the first chapter! And for those of you who read Stepmother don't worry because I'm still continuing it.
The teenager looked up at her mum, Vivienne and her Uncle, Agravaine as they stood over her. Agravaine pulled out a brown paper bag. "This is your lunch. There's a dollar in there so you can get some milk... you can ask one of the big kids where to do that," before he could even hand the girl her lunch, Vivienne rushed.
"Do you remember your phone number? I wrote it down for you just in case. Put it in your pocket, I don't want you to lose it. Okay?" she asked worriedly, shoving a scrap of paper into the girl's hands. "You ready?"
The girl stood up. "Yeah, I think so," she said exasperated and exhilarated at the same time. Vivienne came around and pulled her into a hug, crying, while Agravaine pulled out a camera.
"It's Morgana's big day!" he exclaimed as he snapped the picture.
Morgana was sure that if she saw that picture, she would have laughed. Her mum looked ridiculous, sobbing her eyes out. Sure it was natural for parents to cry on their kid's first day of school. But that's usually when the kid's five. She was sixteen... big age difference. But until today, she had been home schooled.
Morgana wasn't a freak or weirdly really religious or anything else... no. Her family was totally normal... or it would've been if there really was a normal. Agravaine was a policeman, but Vivienne got a job as a lawyer and they had been living in Cornwall for the last twelve years or so. Morgana thought it was great. But then they had to move back to the London when her mum got a promotion. So it was goodbye Cornwall... and hello high school.
So, there she was standing in their driveway, holding a brown paper bag, ready to face Camelot High. Just then, her dad, Uther Pendragon stopped outside their house with his car. Morgana said bye to her mum and uncle and hopped into the car with a wave good bye to her mum and uncle. She saw her arrogant half-brother Arthur Pendragon sitting in the front passenger seat. He turned around and watched her sit in the car.
"Arthur," she said coldly. She knew him pretty well because she visited her dad's house every holiday.
"Baby sis... I've missed you!" he replied sarcastically, reaching out and grabbing her hair. He ruffled it like she was a little girl.
"Oy! My hair! Get over yourself, you're only what? Three months older than me!" Morgana retorted. Uther looked back and shook his head.
"That's enough you two!" he scolded. "Don't remind me of what you did to my house at Christmas..." he mumbled. Morgana stifled a laugh whilst her brother snickered. She remembered how she and Arthur started a food fight at the Christmas feast at Uther's manor.
Arthur and Morgana got off the car. Suddenly, a bunch of guys came and jumped on him. Morgana assumed they were his friends. When she looked at them carefully she recognised them. They'd all been at the Christmas feast. She remembered Gwaine quite well. He was the idiot who went crazy during the food fight and almost smashed everything. And he had gotten heavily drunk too. All at the age of sixteen!
"Guys, that's enough..." Arthur croaked. Gwaine began to flirt with her and she flirted back. Arthur interrupted them. "Stop flirting with my sister!" he grumbled. "Sorry guys no time to fool about. I promised my dad I'd get Morgana to class on time..." The guys Leon, Elyan, Lancelot and Percival nodded in understanding but Gwaine whined childishly. They began walking. Morgana followed them to the school. After about fifteen minutes, she was looking at an old brick building with bunches of teenagers filing in. There was shoving, balls being tossed, and a boy named Merlin Ambrosius managed to start a little fire in the grass using magic, despite the rain and school rules.
"When did Merlin become such a rebel?" Arthur asked.
The bell rang for first period, and the teenagers walked into the class, looking down at their schedules. The boys quickly sat in their seats and started throwing paper balls around. Merlin, the boy who started the fire outside, walked in with another guy. Morgana got distracted and tripped but the pale skinned, black haired boy caught her.
"Woah, watch it!" the short brown haired one sneered.
"Shut up, Gilli," the tall, handsome one said to his friend and then looked at the girl he had just caught. Gilli rolled his eyes and went to sit down. "You okay?" Morgana looked up at the boy's blue eyes and melted.
"Yeah..." she squeaked.
"Merlin!" Arthur yelled, tackling his best mate with Gwaine. The others simply said hi from their seats. "Well, this is my sister mate."
"Nice to meet you," Merlin said gently. Morgana nodded.
"Likewise," she replied, somewhat shyly, which was so unlike her.
"So Merlin, didn't expect you to be such a rebel," Gwaine chirped, slinging his arm around Merlin's shoulder.
"What?"
"The fire," Lancelot supplied.
"It's completely against my father's rules, you idiot," Arthur scolded his best friend. Morgana bristled. She had magic too but was afraid to admit it; even her mother and uncle didn't know although she knew they wouldn't tell Uther anyway. The boys went to sit back down again and Merlin sat with them, presumably in his seat from last year.
She sighed and walked up to a girl named Isolde, who was leaning against the desk at the front of the room. Morgana assumed she was a teacher.
"Hi, I don't know if anyone told you about me. I'm a new student here. My name's Morgana Le Fay Pendragon." Isolde looked down at her (she was taller) with disgust.
"Talk to me again and I'll kick your arse," she said, then turned and sat down. Morgana heard two people laughing: a weird looking guy and a messy blonde haired girl, trying to hold it in, but failing. She went to sit at the desk next to Isolde but she stopped her.
"Don't sit there. Isolde's boyfriend sits there," the girl with messy blonde hair warned. Sure enough, seconds later a blond guy slunk into the seat and a full blown make-out session between the two began. Morgana watched in disgust.
She moved to sit in another empty seat, but was stopped again.
"Uh-uh. He farts a lot." Morgana looked at the overweight guy, and he looked at her. She put on a fake smile and moved to the seat behind that one but another guy got there first. SO she walked around the room, looking for an empty seat.
"Hey everybody,"Ms Tregor greeted, carrying a cup of coffee and a box of donughts. To make it short and sweet, Morgana ran right into her.
"Oh God! I am so sorry!" she apologized, as she picked up the papers that she dropped.
Ms Tregor sighed. "It's not you, it's bad luck." She tried to get her sweater off because it was drenched in coffee, and unfortunately, the classroom door was wide open. To make it even worse, the Headmaster Mr Pendragon, just happened to be walking by at the same time. Ms Tregor pulled up her sweater, which pulled up her shirt, which showed off her baby blue bra.
"Cat- I mean Ms Tregor?" Uther said, coming into the classroom.
"My t-shirt's stuck to my sweater, isn't it?" she asked.
Morgana looked up. "Yeah." She helped Ms Tregor pull her shirt down.
"Fantastic," she mumbled.
"Is everything alright in here?" Uther asked looking around the class.
"Oh yeah," Ms Tregor replied with a smile.
Uther walked up to Ms Tregor. "So... uh... how was your summer?" he asked nervously.
"I got a divorce from Jonas," Ms Tregor answered simply.
"Oh. Uh, my carpal tunnel came back," he said holding up a bandaged hand.
Ms Tregor smiled. "I win."
Uther put down his hand. "Yes. You do." He paused for a few seconds, then turned to face the class. "Well, I just wanted to let everyone know that we have a new student joining us. She just moved here all the way from Cornwall."
Ms Tregor randomly looked at Guinevere Leodegrance who sitting in the third row of desks. "Welcome."
Guinevere looked confused for a second. "I'm not new... and I'm from Michigan," she stated.
"Great," Ms Tregor said smiling.
"Her name is Morgana. Morgana Le Fay Pendragon. Where are you Morgana?" Uther asked, scanning the room for his daughter.
"Here..." Morgana responded confidently.
"Well, uh, welcome to Camelot High Morgana. And thank you Mr. Pendragon," Ms Tregor said.
"Well thank you. And, uh, if you need anything or just wanna talk to somebody..." he trailed off.
"Thanks. Maybe some other time when my shirt isn't see-through," she replied sincerely.
"Okay," Uther said, looking a bit rejected. "Okay, good day everybody," he said before walking out of the class. Morgana took a deep breath. High school was going to be interesting...
A/N: Thanks for reading! And review please!