𝓈𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒

A TRIP TO  the  boutique  was  never  a  desirable  conquest  among  the  olive - toned  girl .  auradon  women  seemingly  had  an  unspoken  rule  to  appear  desirable  –  perfect ,  at  all  times ,  a  feeling  which  left  melody  felt  separated  from  the  crowd  (  a  feeling  she  had  grown  accustomed  to  in  her  twenty - four  years  of  life  ) .  it  was  no  secret  she  had  waited  a  bit  too  long  between  visits ,  as  her  clothes  had  grown  ratty ,  with  several  holes  &  tears  in  them .   ❝     uh  –  i  can  come  back  tomorrow ?  i  don’t  wanna  keep  you  any  longer  if  you  were  just  getting  ready  to  head  out .   ❞

     ‘ && who would i be to turn away a poor unfortunate soul ? ‘ in reality, there was something about the other girl that drew her in . maybe it was evie’s savior complex taking in every stray she saw , or maybe she just recognized something of herself in the other . when she first came to auradon , it wasn’t the easiest adjustment . sure she was awestruck with the glitz and glamour of things , but in her heart she still belonged to the isle .she looked && talked the part but at her core she was , undeniably , --- DIFFERENT .  she took a step closer, narrowed eyes assessing the challenge before her . like a bird of prey, she circled the other , fingertips trailing lightly across her shoulders , wincing ever so often at her --- tasteful , clothing taste .‘ i definitely see a lot of potential ---  you’re very pretty. ‘

a hand reaches , outstretched towards the figure in front of her , a basket of fresh scarlet colored apples in the palm of it . ‘ peace offering ?’ there’s the slightest hint of a smirk on her features . she was never one for subtlety , && sometimes may have let her humor get the best of her . especially when there was such an unspoken history between the two ‘ it’s not poisoned , pinky promise . just thought it would be a nice ice breaker , considering our parents pasts && all that . i’m evie , by the way . the totally not evil daughter of the evil queen .’ 

‘ was it exciting ?’ she asked, slim frame leaning up against the counter . it was strange being back here , especially in such an ... unkempt establishment . her life was now filled with pristine castles && luxurious parties , a far cry from her thieving , street ruling days --- but that was precisely why she made an effort to come out to the isle as often as possible now that it was an option . she never wanted to forget her roots , or lose herself to a life of glamour . after all , you can take the girl out of the isle but you can’t take the isle out of the girl . ‘ being a pirate , i mean . don’t tell MAL , but during my youth here on the isle i often daydreamed about it . ’