𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐘 ⎢ ❝ For who could ever learn to love a beast. ❞
❝ Anthony, I will forever be a beast in everyone's eyes and if you think that I can change, I think you're wrong. ❞
❝ I don't want you to change, I don't need you t...
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❝No? Anyways, I love what you've done with Jane's hair and I know that you hate us and well you're evil but do you think you can do mine?❞
{THIRD PERSON POV}
After school, George was in Mal and Evie's dorm. He was sitting against the edge of Mal's bed, doodling, Evie was sewing a dress and Mal was laying down on her stomach on her bed, doing homework. Jane was also in the room pacing in front of George and Mal.
"Mom said, 'If a boy can't see the beauty within, then he's not worth it.' Can't you believe it?" Jane asked incredulously as she stopped pacing next to Mal's bed. She walked over to where Evie's bed was, "What world does she live in?"
"Auradon," George and Mal replied simply.
"Mal, George. Do you like it?" Evie asked as she held up what she was sewing so that Mal and George could see it.
George glanced up to see it, "Yeah, it's cute," he said before going back to his doodling.
"Bring out your eyes," Mal added.
"I know," Evie said, looking at it happily before going back to sewing.
"I'll never get a boyfriend," Jane said, sadly as she sat on Evie's bed.
"Boyfriends are overrated," George and Mal told Jane.
"And how would you two know that?" Evie asked George and Mal as she put a pause on her sewing, "You both never had one before."
"That's because we don't need one, E," George shot back.
"Yeah, they're a waste of time," Mal added.
Evie suddenly gasped, "I forgot to do Chad's homework!" She rushed across the room and picked up a backpack, "Oh, no! Oh, no, no, no!"
"And that is exactly what she means," George pointed out with a chuckle.
Then suddenly there was a knock on the door. A girl entered, uninvited, "Hi, guys! I'm Lonnie," she said. Everyone had blank stares as she looked around the room, "My mom's Mulan?" She prompted but she was met with even more blank stares, "No? Anyways, Mal, I love what you've done with Jane's hair and I know that you hate us and well you're evil but do you think you can do mine?" Lonnie asked Mal.
"Why would I do that for you?" Mal wondered as she looked up from her homework to look at Lonnie.
"I'll pay you 50 dollars," Lonnie offered, holding out a bag of money.
"Good answer!" Evie exclaimed as she stood up and took the money from Lonnie's hand, "I need to buy more materials. Let's see, I'm thinking we lose the bangs, maybe some layers and some highlights."
"No, no," Lonnie cuts Evie off, "I want it cool," she looks over to Mal, "Like Mal's."
"Really?" George grinned, teasingly, "The split ends too?"
Mal looked at Evie and George with an annoyed face. Evie shook the bag of coins and George smirked at her. Mal groaned as she rolled over her bed and took her spell book from her bedside table. She flipped through the pages and opened the right page before standing up.
"Beware, forswear, replace the old with cool hair," Mal read before flicking her finger. Lonnie watched the magic sparks fly until they hit her face. Then her short, bob hair grew into long, curly hair.
She went to the mirror and gasped. George and the girls walked up behind her. Evie looked disapproving.
"I know, I know. It looks like a mop on your head. You know let's cut it off, layer it-" Evie started but was cut off by Lonnie.
"No, no, no, no, no!" Lonnie said, quickly, "I love it!"
"You do?" Evie asked, disappointed.
"It's just..." Lonnie said softly. She reached down and ripped the hem of her skirt. Mal and George smirked a little while Jane looked scared, "Now, I'm cool."
"Like ice," Mal told Lonnie, smirking.
Jane walked over to the mirror and suddenly ripped a split in the side of her dress, "What did I just do?" Jane gasped, "Mom's gonna kill me!"
