Don't Wanna Live as an Untold Story

Affiliated with AskStoryKidsHQ. Sorry about my little sister, swear we're not all bad apples, am I right? (Penned by Destini).

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Welcome to the idyllic town of Addersfield, located on History Island in Auradon, home of Illedale University.

Students here are children of some rather famous faces. And some have made fame in their own right, like King Ben or the Lady Mal. We’re proud to boast a diverse student culture and a rich history–

[–and that’s enough of THAT broadcast! Is this thing on? Hello? Can you hear me?

Good. I’ll warn ya right now, everybody– if you thought Auradon Prep was wild, you ain’t seen nothing yet! Illedale is bigger, meaner, and with the past not so distant to us, tensions can run pretty high around here.

‘Course, you probably know the story by now. When preparing for his coronation, King Ben declared his first royal proclamation to allow over 4 VKs from the Isle of the Lost to come to the city. After a whole showdown about good and evil, the four integrated into Auradon society pretty well, and then after drama at Cotillion, Mowgli rallied the Auradon people to fight for the disbandment of the Isle, sending the villains to rehab and their kids to Auradon Prep.

Catching you up since graduation, pretty much all of us ended up moving to Addersfield for higher education in Auradon’s system– cuz man, I gotta tell ya, it’s a lot better in Auradon than it is anywhere else. Well, ‘cept for all the evil takeovers, I guess.

But not everyone’s cut out for college itself. The nice thing about Addersfield is that it’s all a pretty tight-knit community based around the school itself. More of a college township, as it were. So some of AP’s graduates moved to town to work with a crowd they know well.

I can’t stay much longer, but don’t let the stuffy advertising fool ya about this place, folks! We’re a lot more than what the surface wants to pretend. I’d drop your application while you can if I were in your shoes! This is P. Warner, sending you right back to your regularly scheduled programming!]

–and enroll in your future today at Illedale University, where the story starts anew.

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“Awful kind to meet you, Fitz,” Brynn smiled, leaning against her four-wheeler. She tilted her head a bit, looking him over. He was definitely cute.

She laughed softly, sighing, pulling a compact mirror and a lip gloss from her pocket. “Well, let’s see.” She quickly applied the lip gloss as she spoke. “A good tough vehicle, a mud pit, and a complete disregard for whatever you’re wearing and your general safety.” She paused, giggling. “You don’t gotta be crazy to do it, but it sure does help.”

Fitz chuckles. “As a VK, I have the disregard for safety and clothes thing, and some might argue the last part as well, don’t know how well I could work out those first two though. Halfway there isn’t too bad, is it?”

He shrugs a bit, resting his hands in his pockets, looking her over a moment. Really pretty. Not Sophie, but really pretty nevertheless. “Very, very interesting, though. Rather chaotic, clearly, but I’ve seen worse.”

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Brynn laughed, pulling off her gloves and unzipping her protective jumpsuit, revealing perfectly pristine clothes underneath. “Brynn Travers. And what this is…” She pulled the sleeves off, putting her hands on her hips and wrinkling her nose a little. “… is the aftermath of one of the best sports of all time. Mudding.”

She let her hair down, shaking it out a bit. “And who might you be, darlin’? I’d like to put a name to that pretty face.”

“Fitzroy Sarandon, but please, just call me Fitz,” he chuckles, crossing his arms. “Everyone does.”

He doesn’t say “friends”. He doesn’t have “friends”. And he hates it, somewhat, it’s harder to fit in here than he thought. “A little curious to find out what exactly goes into the sport. Definitely messier than Tourney.”

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Closed Starter: 'Scuze Me Sugar (Brynn/Fitz)

"Make way!" Brynn yelled, smacking her mud-covered knee against the mud-covered button she'd had put in place for a horn. She laughed and hollered, leaning down over the completely beautifully filthy four-wheeler as she launched over the top of the hill, hitting the ground hard, large chunks of dried mud flying off from the impact. She revved the engine, driving on down to the pavement below before skidding to a stop.

The girl punched the air with both hands, laughing still, turning the vehicle off and climbing off it, pulling her helmet off. Thank God her hair was still tied up. She grinned at a boy she noticed nearby, winking. "'Scuze me, sugar. Was I too distracting?"

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Fitz can’t help but notice the commotion. It’d be hard not to notice it. He pauses, cocking his head in confusion at the... everything, backing up a bit quickly. He blinks at the girl when she pulls off her helmet, eyes wide.

What. Just. Happened?

He pauses and clears his throat. “No, no, not at all, not at all.” Yes. He chuckles and smiles. “To whom do I owe the pleasure of witnessing... whatever this is?”

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Open Starter: Poisoned Mind

“Offensive? Y’know, I find it very offensive that all VKs have been automatically placed into Remedial Goodness, but you don’t hear me bitching about it everytime I turn around,” Fitz points out. “What exactly is it you think I did that was so offensive now?”

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Double Solo Para: Hello Baby

Fitz's head pops up when he hears the door open, smiling at the hesitant footsteps and the voice that accompanies them. "Who are you? How'd you get in my room?"

He raises his hand slightly, and motions behind him in a clear, easy way. Close the door, his hand says, and she does so, without second-guessing it based on that action alone. Still, she smiles with relief when he turns around and pulls back his hood. "Fitz!"

"Shh," he teases softly as Sophie rushes over to greet him, holding her at arm's length. "What's the point in all the secrecy, Callaghan, if you're going to yell my name the instant you see me?"

She blushes and smiles, embarrassed. "I didn't know you were enrolled here, you surprised me."

"I just started," he smiles, leaning down and kissing her. Sophie closes her eyes, caught in the moment, but pulls away with a laugh.

"And your first move is to break into my dorm room? What if my roommate was the one who came in instead of me?"

"But she wasn't," he points out with a smile, trying to lean in and kiss her again, but this time she laughs and pushes him back, making him pout. "I missed you, Soph."

"I missed you, too," she wrinkles her nose at him, "But you can make up the lost time tonight after curfew when you meet me somewhere a little less obvious, and we both know you owe me because you’ve been here too long to have not found me sooner. Go on, I’m sure you’ve got stuff to do. Meet me outside the building tonight."

He sighs and nods, laughing softly. "Fine." Kissing her head, he pulls away from her and heads out the window. Which is definitely not how he got in, she notes by his struggle to open it for a split second.

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Upon opening his locker, Fitz can see a simple but clearly out-of-place composition notebook sitting on top of everything inside. On the first page is a passage in the process of being written: "I'm back bitches. These journals are enchanted so we can communicate without needing to be near each other. Can't blow our cover, now can we? -L"

Fitz raises an eyebrow to himself, leaning back into his locker slightly as the notes appear before his eyes in the journal.

Between you and Fitz, it’s starting to feel like a real party. Are we having fun yet? I’ve been making a friend, or something along those lines, of real interest around here. Name might be familiar, Sabby-- Abigail Gale. -D

Well, well, well. And here I was proud of befriending Axel’s new gem. You’re a genius as always, Dex. -S

He chuckles a bit. This all sounds about right to him. He clicks his own blue ink pen and adds on his reaction.

Well, if it makes you feel any better, Sabrine, I haven’t done anything special at all. Good to hear from you all again. -F

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Triple Solo Para: Wicked to See You

Fitz whispers a spell over the two apples at his desk, watching them both vanish abruptly as he waves his hand over them. Perfect.

It wasn’t much more than a promise. The simplest of messages. But it was enough to get the point across.

I’m back. Miss me?

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As the witch sits down at lunch, an apple appears on her tray. She blinks, looking around, noticing no one else seems to have taken notice. Reaching up, she taps it, pulling her finger back abruptly as it suddenly rots away into nothing, leaving a grimy smudge where it had sat.

Wicked to see you, too, Fitz.

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Dex yawns to himself, slouched in his seat as he doesn’t really pay attention in Remedial Goodness. Blinking, he takes a double take in his seat in the back. An apple? Now how did...

Fitz. Without thinking too much about it, he rests an arm between it and his partner at his table so the other can’t see it. Ever so slightly, he moves his hand and brushes a finger against it, watching it rot into nothing on the table before him.

Well, it’s about time.

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Wil fidgeted with his sleeves. He didn’t like this whole roommate business. Not at all, not at all, not at all. He blew some hair out of his face. “I’m… uh… okay…” Rumors? How many of them were based in fact?

He shrugged, sitting down on his desk. “W-well, um… we kinda have to go to classes, or-or we’ll get in trouble. Fairy Godmother and… all that… It-It shouldn’t be too bad, maybe. I don’t- I don’t really know… it’s my first day…”

“Oh, trouble, huh, biiiiiiig threat,” Fitz rolls his eyes with a sarcastic chuckle. “Wouldn’t want to worry about something like trouble. Fairy Godmother, now that’s a joke. Soooo intimidating in the pastels and the ‘bibbidi boppidi’ in front of random words, plus the whole zucchini thing or whatever. Won’t even look at her wand unless she needs it, though, per my understanding.”

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Wil squeaked quietly, having not realized there was someone else in the room. He cleared his throat. “Uh… s-sorry, I didn’t-” He reached up and pulled down his beanie, making sure his ears were covered.

“Wil,” he said. “I’m- I’m Wil…”

Fitz snorts with laughter. At least he knows this whole business with roommates was apparently going to be a non-issue. “Well, Wil, it’s wicked to meet you. You’ll probably hear some unflattering rumors about me, I’d probably be careful of your sources, my little sister Biana is one rotten apple and all she ever was good for was making up a good and nasty rumor.”

Shaking his head and rolling his eyes, he drops back on what is now his bed. “So, what exactly is the deal with uh... this?” He motions around them. “Where I grew up, school wasn’t exactly the biggest deal. In fact, most people on the Isle thought you were cooler if you didn’t show up.”

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"Life's a party and I'm the piñata."

“So... I see I got the cheerful roommate,” Fitz says sarcastically as he tosses one beat-up bag with everything he owns onto the bed on the other side of the room. “The name’s Fitz, and you would be...?”

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