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// chapter 1: ways to be wicked 
// Story: Descendants 2: My once upon a time 4 
// by GRYFFINDOR123456 
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I watched Mal, her eyes full of worry. “Mal.” I said. “What’s up?”

“Nothing.” she said.

I grasped her wrist, my whole body stiffened, and my cyan eyes glowed white, as I saw her thoughts.





 “We got all the ways to be
W-I-C-K-E-D
We got all the ways to be,
W-I-C-K-E-D!” we cried.

There was some indistinct singing I couldn’t catch then-

“Crashing the party, guess they lost my invitation!” cried Mal. “Friendly reminder, I have my own kind of persuaion.”

I saw Carlos, Jay and Evie singing too.

Then we all joined in, “LONG LIVE HAVIN’ SOME FUN
WE TAKE WHAT WE WANT
THERE ARE MULTIPLE WAYS TO BE WICKED
WITH US EVIL LIVES ON
THE RIGHT SIDE OF WRONG
THERE ARE MULTIPLE WAYS TO BE WICKED 

Then they were wreaking havoc in the classrooms, letting everyone free, as they danced into the yard, singing, dancing, yelling, being teenagers.

The thought ended.



I let go of Mal’s wrist. “You were trying to calm yourself down for the Cotillion, right?”

“yeah.” said Mal. “Who are you going with?”

I looked around, before whispering, “Flash. I’m going to propose to him at Cotillion.”

“Sweet,” she said. “I’ve got Ben.”