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chapter eleven

Rosie barreled into the limbo her heart beating out of her chest. If this were a cartoon you could really see it bumping. 

The girl kindly smiled at the four worst villain kids. Don't let Nemesis hear that.

"You changed your hair?" Evie smiled at the girl even tho she quite preferred the lockes of golden blonde. "The old look was much better."

Rosie ran her hand over her cheek wiping a tear before anyone could see. "It wasn't a choice." Her voice broke. Her eyes widened and she slapped her hand over her mouth.

"Huh." Evie asked looking back to the girl away from the mirror in her hand. "At least you don't have split ends like Mal."

The purple haired girl turned her head to the girl with blue hair. "What?"

"She said you have split ends." The son of Cruella spilled the beans.

Mal turned back to her best friend and smacked her shoulder. 

"What it's true!" Evie fought back a grin at the girl. "You're looking a little pale. let me touch you up." She brought the makeup brush up to Mal's face. 

"Ew, no." The daughter of Maleficent backed up as far from the daughter of the evil queen.

"Don't frown it'll give you wrinkles."

Rosie couldn't help herself she laughed. Evie sounded just like her mother. The good part of her that may be vain but was soo funny. Honestly, she was ready to cry but that wouldn't be right was not the time.

Jay the son of Jafar winked at her. "Hi there beautiful. I thought it was just us." 

The girl with dark blonde nearly brown hair looked away from him a fledgling of a smile displayed on her face. 

"If she won't let me play move over on her can I do it on you."

Rosie shyly shrugged at the girl and within seconds Evie was on her with a bit of powder.

Mal rolled down the window just as they were coming up to the boarder of the isle's bound.

"Ahh!" All the kids were panicking grabbing at the seats as if they were going to fall of the broken bridge. 

Just as they were going to fall from the stone bridge a golden one replaces the gab.

"Does this little button control the barrier?" Mal asked the driver.

"No. this one does." He showed the clicker to the kids and put his finger on another button in the limbo. "And this one ..." The window shut before he could finish his sentence. You know he did that on purpose.

Mal gasped at the man. "I like him." She looked to the other villain kids seeing them all nod.

Rosie was clueless but she knew very well they were up to no good. 

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