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& watch that mouth.

Third year at La Cours De Merveilles and they still manage to scare her awake with their Halloween shenanigans. As much as Evie wants to roll her eyes and ‘go along with the fun’, there’s just no denying that the whole school is freaky as hell right now.

Getting out of her room is easy enough, even if the thin beam of her flashlight is shaking slightly in a rather telling manner — but with distant shrieks rending the air and utter blackness all around, who in their right mind wouldn’t be shaking?

She’ll be just fine, she knows the way after all. At least, that’s what she keeps telling herself, because who knows what lies in wait ahead, ready to turn her around so that she’ll never make it to the Dean’s office? For now, she’s still passing familiar dorm rooms, her steps quiet and measured —

Until the sudden click of an opening door to her right sends her scrambling against the opposite wall, her flashlight swinging up and right into an unidentifiable face. Before she can stop herself, Evie screams.

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to NO ONE’S surprise, she’s already aggravated, caught by ( rare ) surprise when she wakes to a piercing siren — setting the faery’s already hot temper on a uncontrollable rise. by the time malvana’s found her way out of her room, flashlight in hand and curses on her tongue. this school is worse than the isle — at least then, when mother loses interest in caring about her wellbeing, vana was free to do as she wished, had little rules to follow. but here? here? 

here is satan’s asshole.  dark, cold—and with every turn, another girl SCREAMING in her face.

understandably, she FLINCHES, teeth gritting in irritating as eery green orbs flash underneath artificial light, hand flying up to slap against the shorter’s mouth, black claws digging into fair skin as she shoves backward while steadily approaching. “shut. up.” the wicked spats, slapping away the irritable light shone at her face without a bat of an eye, sinister green glow emitting from sharp eyes. 

“if you scream again, the only thing you’ll have to be wary of in this hellish land is ME.”

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                  “Happily ever after is a goddamn lie.”

“ YOU THINK? ” the faery scowls, tongue dipped in annoyance as her gaze remains fixated from on the heavy set woman mouthing off in the front of the room, waving the pointer in her hands as if it was an actual WAND. in which, malvana wished between folded lips that she’d end their misery with it. remedial goodness. WHAT A FUCKING JOKE. 

“ i can’t believe they made a class especially for us. ” malvana keeps her voice low, brow twitching slightly at the mention of cursing a baby ( that’s her family’s forte, if anything ) as her eyes roll, black nails dragging over smooth mahogany absently. “ this is actual TORTURE. ” she complains, nose scrunching slightly in distaste.

“ imagine the SCANDAL on your mother’s face if she knew, s. ”

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! -- messin’ with my groove.

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oh but of course, he had to be the one with the foolish step, one far from grace. but his dance captain wasn’t here to scold him, to tell him to work his feet to every beat & his free style was nothing but destructive – but appealing too. they just couldn’t see that, though. & one day he was going to be under lime lights dancing his heart out stage after stage & she was probably just going to retreat somewhere in the shadows again. why she was being so mean to him for a simple mistake was what brought these ill thoughts, and his lips turned as sour as his once open mind. ❝ i said i didn’t see you – i’m sorry. ❞ he had to be polite, prove that he was better than their ill mannerisms. crouching down he slowly gathered her books, stacking them on top of one another before standing again & holding them to his chest. ❝ should i walk you to class too or what? ❞ 

IRREVOCABLY IS THE TEMPER of the voclain lineage. already malvana feels her patience wearing thin despite the bit of SMUGNESS that rises when the escorian lowers on one knee, a ghost of a smile curving pale pink lips before reality gathers the faery by her wits and SHAKES. in the end, nothing matters in a place like this—in all it’s faux glory & extravagance, malvana, like the rest of the isle’s children, doesn’t belong here. & maybe she’s bitter, maybe she’s wretched, but she is certainly not of a breed kindhearted enough to keep not vent on those feelings. “ AS LONG AS YOU ACKNOWLEDGE WHOSE FAULT IT IS. ” the tone is snide, scathing almost, curled in coy as dark hues fixate on his hands ( her books ), expression growing bland ( tainted with distaste ) at the query. “ no. ” flippant in her response, malvana offers nothing else to the taller, hand extended & palm faced upward as she awaits the return of her items, tone teetering monotonous. “ i don’t associate with KLUTZES. ” 

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! -- messin’ with my groove.

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❝ i wanna l-l-l-l-l-l-l-lick you from your head to your toes, wanna, move from the bed & d-d-d-d-d-d-down to the floor – ❞ for some reason he still doesn’t understand the concept of headphones & how no one around him can hear the song he’s listening to. but he’s dancing along to the beat anyway, and he’s muttering out the words to himself with the same vibe like good ol’ luda – then his body comes to a stop. a small collision tugging one ear phone out, his balance wavering for all of two seconds before he whipped around to see who he had bumped into. it was a new face. probably one of the new isle kids he had stayed away from for too long. ❝ my bad, didn’t see you there miss. ❞ 

AMAZING, HOW FAR THE DAY has managed to go on without the young mistress of evil “in-training” being tested in some sick form or another. malvana’s temper had never been the finest — on the isle & now on this SAD SACK of a school, she was more volatile than ever. & so, when another COLLIDES into her, her temper is quick to flare up, nostrils flaring slightly as she takes a small step back and lifts her gaze to meet the OFFENDER, sharp eyes narrowing ever so slightly as slender digits nonchalantly releases the grip on her bookbag, items scattering across the floor between two pairs of feet. “ PICK THEM UP. ” her head tilts, gesturing plainly as expectant eyes fixate on his. “ —the least you can do for not fixing those beady eyes straight ahead and RAMMING into me. ”

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“a lavadog!” he feels repetitive already. “i wasn’t sure, y’know, but i just brought him from home and hoped for the best!” his energy is active, rambunctious, and so is his smile as it spreads across his face. “why, you wanted to bring one?”

“ HUH. ” sound amused than not, she regards the energizer bunny with slight DISTASTE tainting sharp features, irritation nipping at the edges of sore nerves ( such was the end result of being forced to live this bedazzled form of hell for however long ) by the sheer audacity of his chipperness. OFFENSIVE. “ something like that. ” she offers a shrug, lip curling slightly as a small scoff rolls past her tongue. “ but it seems more like a privilege NOT for the likes of us. ”

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– “excuse me!! has anyone seen a lavadog? he’s about… as tall as my knee– looks kind of like a large, bulky purple rock or boulder… but with legs and a tail.”

“ A WHAT? ” head tilted, eyes narrowed, she is the picture perfect representation of ARROGANCE wrapped in a pretty package, pale pink lips puckering slightly. “ i wasn’t even aware that we’re allowed pets. ” pity, had she had known she would have strong-armed her way into bringing one of mother’s GOONS as a pet.

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“join the swim team,” he says with his forced smile, lazy and obviously strained. it doesn’t sell the team, leo knows. “think about all the perks.” leo figures that his facade wasn’t needed to sell the swim team. not only did they have impeccable swimmers, like leopold, but they also had a large variety of selected few of the most picture perfect beings, like leopold. 

“we’re in the best division in swim and looks.”  like leopold. 

but now doesn’t it seem like a whole session of him bragging about the swim club specifically for his own sake? oh well, could you expect less? 

“join the swim team,” “hottest people on campus,” “whips your body into a perfect shape,” “you can check out my back if you want,” “worked on that shit for half a year but look at the turn out,” “could be you too!”

as if he’s talking to a wall. (however, a few names scrawled to sign up at his pathetic attempts to sell his team and him eyeing their visage, he was tempted to scratch out their names).

“hey join the swim club , we’ve got–” who. the. fuck. is. that? shameless, his eyes and head follow the girl with her hair blowing back along with the wind effortlessly, as if she came out of a magazine. 

well now he has the perfect candidate for swim club. 

he stabs her with a flier, stopping the mobile beauty. “join the swim club, you’re perfect for it.” leo cant help himself but inch towards the female charming smile switched on and eyes clear, examining her profile. “they’ve got me and thats enough of a reason to join.” he has to get her in the bag, before anyone else does first.

charming smile being his only saviour for such terrible antics. 

RIGHTFULLY SO, THE FESTIVAL IS NOTHING SHORT OF ANNOYING, much like the rest of escoria — it leaves much to desire for the testy fae, fair features scrunched up slightly in waves of utter DISTASTE malvana doesn’t bother to hide ( what’s the point? when her mother’s legacy hasn’t implemented a good impression on them in the first place & prejudice runs the good will of the people of escoria as of recently ). she HATED it here as much as they hated her here. the crisp morning air had her stomach churning, bright colors of the festival booths blinding to the sight, & the sheer amount of people--bumping & avoiding & jeering in their ways--wore at her patience. 

A FEW HAD EVEN TRIED TO TALK TO HER, FOR GOD KNOWS WHY TRIED to recruit the malevolent fae into one of their school clubs--or was it teams? malvana honestly wasn’t paying much attention, as a matter of fact she wasn’t even all that INTERESTED. as if the isle had ever had the luxury to have a fashion club nor did she possess the stomach to endure the doe-eyed goodness that is the chipper club president. & so, clad in dark tones and shades, the woman is slow to make her way down the halls, well aware of the crowd weaving around her, as if terrified of the parent they didn’t even she belonged to. then again, it wasn’t SIGNIFICANTLY hard to guess, there were only so many villains of the isle that possesses dark locks, sharp eyes, strong cheekbones, and a lithe frame.

though vana supposes it’s hard to imagine that MALEFICENT had a daughter.

BROW ARCHED, IT WAS DIFFICULT TO IGNORE THE JAB TO HER SIDE, dark hues flicking down to fixate on the flier momentarily before expanding to the fingers that held onto it, the fair wrist, toned arm, & finally the face of her “aggressor”, eyes narrowing once she notices the curve of his lips. GREAT. “i’d rather not.” however “proper” her words didn’t seem to match up to her action, limb lifting to slap away the flier jabbing her side as her lip curls, head turning at a slight angle. “swimming isn’t my thing.” she speaks, feeling the need to add on the more she regards the confident expression etched onto his features.

“AND NEITHER ARE YOU.”