It was hard for Wicca to stay awake in class. She let out another big yawn as she walked down the hall. She was too tired to fly her broom.

"Geez, Wicca. Did someone hit you with a sleeping curse?" Faybelle said, walking by her partner. "Cause I haven't."

"Sorry, Fay." Wicca made sure to keep her voice down in case her fellow villains were listening. "So? What did you find out what the other students are working on for their project?"

"Oh, I haven't found out anything yet." Faybelle answered. "I was busy with the cheerleading squad. I am the captain after all."

"What?!" Wicca hissed. "You said you'd keep an eye on our competition! I had to hypnotize Duchess, Ramona, Ginger and Raven to get them out of the way!"

"Hypnotize? Right on! Then I don't see what the big deal is." Faybelle rolled her eyes. "And we don't have to worry about Lizzie and Sparrow. I mean, those two go together like sugar and salt. They're gonna flunk for sure!"

Wicca frowned. Faybelle was truly underestimating the competition. Guess it was up to her to see what Sparrow and Lizzie were up to.

Faybelle checked her phone. "Whoa! Gotta go! My cheer squad is waiting for me at Hocus Latte! Remember to get that rose petal for the potion! And remember to meet me at the Villain Club after school." She flew off.

Wicca was not in a good mood. She thought this project was going to be fun.

And a wicked witch in a bad mood is that last thing anyone should encounter.

Despite her tired state, Wicca wanted to establish her evil dominance. She pushed aside bystanders, flashed her green eyes, and took in their scared expressions.

"Hey, Wicca." Rosabella came up to Wicca. "You alright? You seem kind of down."

"Just keeping up on my school work." Wicca sighed. "How're you and your loser boyfriend doing?"

"Daring is not a loser!" Rosabella retorted. "I know he can be a little beastly time to time. But deep down, he has a good heart. Just like you."

Wicca snarled. "I DO NOT HAVE A GOOD HEART!" She pointed a green thumb to her chest. "I AM THE OPPOSITE OF GOOD! I AM EVIL! I TERRORIZE THE INNOCENT AND MAKE THEM SUFFER!" She gave the princess a glowing death glare. "Do I need to explain evil to you?! Through example?!"

Many students jumped away in fear, looking at Wicca with wide eyes. Some even ran away.

But Rosabella didn't even flinch. "Alright, Wicca. I understand. Being a villain means a lot to you."

Wicca blinked in confusion. Rosabella wasn't terrified at all.

"But you'll always be a friend to me, Wicca. No matter how villainous you are." The princess turned around and left.

Wicca was shocked, but she switched her face to angry when she saw bystanders staring at her. Wicca blasted a locker and turned it to scrap metal. The students scattered like cockroaches.

'She thinks she's so tough, standing up to me...' Wicca thought in her angry mind. 'I'll bet Rosabella's a poser and doesn't give a wart about beasts. We'll see how tough she is when Daring becomes a beast! She'll probably think he'll eat her!'

Wicca was dying to finish that potion and cast her mighty spell. She just needed a rose petal. But where was she going to find roses?

When Wicca thought about Rosabella, she stopped.

Roses were famous in Rosabella's story. Maybe she would know about where to find some roses!

No time to lose, Wicca hopped on her broomstick and flew away.

Wicca flew around the school trying rob find Rosabella. She looked around the school grounds but no sign of her. She just disappeared.

That's when Wicca spotted something, someone actually. Two someone's to be exact. Lizzie Hearts and Sparrow Hood sneaking behind the school.

Getting a feeling they're up to something big for their project, Wicca followed them.

The rocker and princess turned a corner. Wicca landed before the corner and listened closely.

"So, Duchess and Ramona ain't gonna do her project?" Sparrow said to Lizzie.

"Yes! She said she's not going to even bother! That's not like Duchess at all! She wants the best grades after all! The same goes for Raven and Ginger!"

Sparrow rubbed his soul patch. "Well, I don't know what's gotten into them, but that means we'll have to pull off our prank and get the highest grade!"

"But what about Faybelle and that new girl Wicca?" Lizzie said. "What if they come up with something more evil than us?"

Sparrow blinked. "You're right. We'll just have to stop whatever they're up to. But how?"

Wicca wasn't gonna let that happen. Under her breath she cast a spell.

'Work together? I think not.

You will argue with each other a lot.

Butting heads, calling names.

Your teamwork will not be the same!'

She flicked her wrist and stepped back. With wicked satisfaction, she saw the two glare at each other.

"Maybe if you weren't such a buffoon, we would have aced outnumbered project already!" Lizzie chided.

"How about I sock you in the buffoon, Princess Blunderland!" Sparrow snapped, pointing an angry finger at Lizzie.

"OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" Lizzie grabbed a garbage can and hurled it at Sparrow like a frisbee.

Sparrow dodged it and grabbed some garbage, hurling it at Lizzie. It soon broke out in an all out garbage fight. They screamed and yelled at each other, Wicca's spell was a success.

"That should keep them occupied for a while." Wicca got on her broom and took off.

Wicca landed in the Village of Book End, hoping to find Rosabella there. She searched around for her. But where could she be?

As she walked, she noticed people staring at her in fear, leaping aside, huddling together, and watching her fearfully as she walked by.

Wicca smiled to herself. She loved the attention.

'Now this is how a villain should be respected.' she thought to herself. A villain can never be loved, or have friends for that matter.

Friend is just another word for a person to take advantage of.

But for someone reason, Wicca's mind shifted to Raven. She really was a good person who treated Wicca with nothing but kindness. The daughter of the Evil Queen, the evilest of evil, the cruelest of cruel.

And yet, she had a daughter who was pure of heart.

Wicca really did like having Raven for a friend. She wondered if Raven would still be her friend when Wicca became the Evil Queen? Raven will understand. Right?

A bell chimed and Wicca saw that Dexter boy she met on her first day. And in his hand was a bouquet of what Wicca needed.

Roses!

"Bingo!" Wicca hopped on her broom and hit it full throttle. She whooshed past Dexter and took the bouquet clean out of his hand.

"HEY!" Dexter shouted.

"Flowers for me?" Wicca cackled. "You're too kind!"

"Those are for Raven! Give them back!" Dexter yelled loud enough for Wicca to hear.

A puzzled look came across Wicca's green face. She lowered herself to be eye level with Dexter. "What do you mean these are for Raven?"

Dexter adjusted his glasses. "Well, Raven and I have a date tonight. So-"

"WAIT!" Wicca said sharply, making Dexter pause his answer. "You and Raven are dating?!"

"Yeah! I-Is that so wrong?" Dexter said, crossing his arms across his chest. He tried his best to be brave.

Wicca narrowed her eyes. "Why would Raven be dating someone like you? You're a Prince Charming." She leaned closer to him. "You better not be trying to make her a mindless groupie like all those other girlfriends your lame brother has!"

"What?! No!" Dexter said, waving his hands. "I'm not making Raven a groupie! I'm going out with her because I like her." He blushed and nervously looked away. "Like...really like her."

But Wicca was still skeptical. There's no way a goody good fairytale prince would go out with a dark queen of Raven's caliber.

She grabbed Dexter by his shirt collar and brought him to her face. "Listen, Dorkster. You are waaaaay out of your league with Raven. If you do anything to make her unhappy, I will make the rest of your life a never ending nightmare. Do you understand?!"

Dexter was pale as a sheet. Wicca meant business. He nodded and tried to speak.

"I'll take that as a yes." Wicca let him go and shoved the roses into his chest. "You better treat her well." She snatched a single rose. "I'll take this one for myself."

And the wicked witch took off. Guess Dexter could postpone that heart attack.

With the final ingredient in her hand, Wicca had to get started on the Beast potion. Tine was running out and she had to get that Daring Charming.

Wicca saw the bookball field and spotted Faybelle siting with her group of fairy cheerleaders on the bleachers. They seemed to be in high spirits, they were laughing and smiling.

Curious, Wicca floated down and decided to do some eavesdropping. It was a bad habit and Wicca liked bad habits.

Hovering under the bleachers, Wicca came close enough to hear the fairies talking.

"So that witch girl is gonna make Raven a beast?!" A fairy laughed.

"Wicked!" snorted another fairy.

Wicca heard Faybelle laughed. "That's right! Wicca did say we'd turn the biggest loser in school into a beast! And Raven is the biggest loser of them all! She deserves to be a beast!"

"Yeah! Serves her right!"

"Raven the Beast!"

"I can't wait to get a picture of that!"

"I'll make it my screensaver!"

"And best of all, that little witch is doing all the work so I don't have to!" Faybelle gloated. "This plan worked so perfectly! Once Wicca gets the potion done, we'll go find Raven, trick her into taking the potion, and boom! Easy A! When Mr. Badwolf partnered me up with that ghoulish green geek, I thought this was gonna be a drag. But now, she's eating out of the palm of my hand!"

Faybelle and her fairies laughed, toasting their lattes in victory.

Wicca felt like a bucket of water was dumped all over her. All this time, Faybelle was the one taking advantage of her.

To think, all of her hard work...being used for that dark fairy's personal gain.

She truly was evil.

And worst of all, Raven, Wicca's only real friend, was going to be the victim of Wicca's own villainous prank.

'What am I going to do...?' Wicca thought. Should she just continue the plan and curse Raven anyway? That way, she would still be on Faybelle's good side and get her A.

But then, Wicca would still be the one being used. And what would Raven think of her? She doesn't deserve to be a beast.

And that rotten, two-timing Faybelle. She had to pay for this. When wicked witches are treated as pawns, they don't just take it, they get even.

"Say, Faybelle. Can we watch you and that witch turn Raven into a beast?" asked one of the fairies.

"No!" said Faybelle. "I've got to meet Wicca at the Villain Club now. After that, we've got the pep rally going on. So, once we take care of that. Then we'll watch the Raven Beast show."

At that moment, Wicca knew just what to do.