No one dared to breathe for at least five minutes after the steps disappeared.

"We are busted!" Tori whispered "Literally!"

"Two words." I said "Be careful." I stepped away from the door where I had been leaning "Act like nothing is wrong, because they're looking for someone who's acting strange." I looked around at them "And if you need help, just call."

Blair nodded with a smile "I think we all need to look out for each other... and everyone else."

Rapunzel giggled "Kind of like the Blond-Secret-Services?"

We all laughed at that. It was a catchy name.

"I'm going to tell my friends about it." I said "They'll be able to help watch for trouble."

Ro raised her hand "Um... are we any match against Wenlock's wand?"

I stared at her for an eternity, I'm sure. Wenlock's wand. The reason we were all stuck in this tiny room together "No." I shrugged "But anything is possible."

"I know how dangerous magic can be." Clara spoke up "Trust me."

Rapunzel nodded in agreement "I do too. When I was trapped in that tower, I saw a lot of it." she sighed "It's also unpredictable."

I smiled "Well, just stay alert. And hopefully our next conference won't be held in here."

Thankfully, that broke the last bit of tension that was left and we all doubled over in laughter.

When rest of our detention was up, we left the room and parted ways as if nothing had happened.

"So..." Renee said as I caught up with them "How was Prison with the Princesses?"

I chuckled "Interesting." I glanced around for any listening ears "Meet you later at the cafe in town. There's something major we need to talk about."

The other three nodded "Okay."

The rest of the school day went pretty much normal... except for some teachers scanning the crowds carefully.

Apparently, all the blonds were really good at the casual act, because no one called any of us out or sent us a suspicious sneer.

While we were in Poise and Manners class, the teachers Rowena and Dame Devon, the natural disaster happened... the guilty parties. Me and Blair.

There were two lines of girls parading around the room with books on their heads.

It was pretty easy... I guess. But when you get distracted, things happen.

Blair was walking slowly, trying to get the ever wobbling book to stay still.

I have to say, I felt bad for her.

The reason she was in 'Princess Training' was because of her small family.

Her mom had found her laying on the door step when she was one. Then a few years later, Emily was adopted.

Right now, Blair's mom was sick and Blair worked at a coffee shop in town trying to keep the bills payed and trying to find a house to live in, because at the moment, they lived in a ratty old apartment. She was going to try to get a job as a Lady Royal so she could afford to take care of them.

She was still basically the new girl. She's started school at Mattel high this past Spring on a scholarship, she wouldn't be here otherwise.

And for some reason, Dame Devon's daughter, Delancy... wow, that is a lot of D's in on sentence. Anyways, Delancy had made it her personal chore to make school as hard as possible for Blair. And I'm serious.

"Come on..." I heard her mumbled "Come on! Do it for Emily."

Then I saw Miss-Plain-Evil herself. Delancy Devon, walk over towards Blair with a smirk on her face.

"She had better not." I said under my breath. But she did.

"Did you get those shoe's at a garage sale?" Delancy asked.

As a natural reaction, Blair looked down and of course, her book started to fall off her head. She tried to grab it, but lost her balance and toppled forward, ramming right into the girl in front of her, causing a domino effect of her whole line.

Delancy grinned and started to walk away, but... My foot kind of moved.

I'm telling you, my foot moved on it's own! I did not make it move out and trip Delancy, causing her to hit the seconds line of girls. Just as before, everyone landed on the floor... except for Delancy's friend, Porsha.

Porsha it kind of the, how do you say this nicely? Ditsy type.

After everyone hit the floor, she turned around and looked at every one "Is it nap time?" she asked, "How come nobody told me?"

I shook my head. Seriously? Then I went and helped Blair to her feet.

"You." Dame Devon said, walking over to us "What do you have to say for this... Disaster?"

Blair sighed, not turning to face the woman "It was an accident, Dame Devon. I was trying to..."

"Silence!" The woman barked "You're here on a scholarship, aren't you?"

"Yes, Dame Devon." Blair nodded.

I was seriously trying to figure out her point. There were several scholarship students at Mattel High. Blair and Erica were just a couple of them.

"I should have known." Dame Devon continued "Meet my eyes girl."

"A girl should never hang her head." Rowena added.

Blair slowly turned around and looked straight into Dame Devon's face.

Dame Devon gasped and stared at the girl for an eternity.

I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. Why on earth was she staring like that?

Everyone else in the room was silent, trying to figure out what was going on.

For the first time in my life, I liked Delancy... because she broke the silence!

"Um... mother." She said slowly "You were going to say something to Blair."

Dame Devon looked over at her daughter confused for a moment "Yes." she finally said, then she unleashed on Blair "You are utterly unfit for the royal life! I want you out of this class!"

Everyone gasped.

That was unexpected. And completely uncalled for!

But, the teacher wasn't done yet. The more she talked, the more in Blair's face she became "You might also think about whether someone from your station in life should even go for a position where you so clearly do not belong!"

"Now hold on just a half second!" I injected "You can't kick someone out of a class just because she tripped!" I shook my head disgusted "Especially when it wasn't even her fault!"

"A proper lady does not speak out of terms!" Rowena snapped.

"I never claimed to be proper." I retorted "I'm a country girl and proud of it! And FYI, Blair is not the only student to ever get into a school by scholarship." I looked Dame Devon right in the face "Am I right?"

Dame Devon lifted her chin "How would you like detention for the second time today, Miss d'Artagnon?"

"It wouldn't be the first time." I didn't back away from her glare... I was too mad. And plus, you never back down when you're defending a friend.

Rowena huffed "Both of you! Out!"

"With pleasure." I grabbed Blair's wrist and marched from the room. Once we were finally to the safety of the other side of the doors I asked "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Blair nodded "What if she's right?"

"The teacher? Right?" I laughed "Teachers aren't supposed to be right. It's against the law."

Blair chuckled "I'll see you later. Guess I've got extra time to study. See ya."

I stood there for a long moment. Okay... what was I going to do now?

(Okay, I know I promised more action this chapter, but it's going to have to wait til the next. Sorry! And to answer the one person's question, Yes they're 17... I think that's how it works. Next year they'll be Seniors, so... school people, answer that question! Thanks for the reviews! Laterz!)