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Disney Villain High School 14

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"How much granulated batwing are we supposed to add to this?" Gothel said swishing around a test tube full of chemicals. Tremaine looked between her lab book and her instruction sheet. The two had been lab partners for the entire semester. And while Gothel would have rather been paired with Cruella at this point, she couldn't really complain. Tremaine was about as smart as they came. She dressed in scrappy clothing probably bought from the thrift store, but she was smart. And Gothel liked not having to do all the work on their projects. No matter how many times Tremaine threatened to just leave whatever project they were working on, Gothel knew she would never go through with it. Tremaine would rather die than take a zero on an assignment.

".5 grams."

"Why do we have to use the metric system? It's so difficult." Gothel complained as she set the test tube back in the holder. Tremaine laughed a little.

"Because if it was easy it would be taught at the WDHA, not here." Gothel couldn't help but smile. Tremaine measured out the correct amount of chemical and added it to the test tube, watching the rosy mixture turn to a vibrant green color.

"Is it supposed to do that?" Gothel asked. Tremaine sighed, for as… intelligent as Gothel could be, hanging around the populars was really taking a toll on said intelligence.

"Well seeing as that's what the instructions say, yes." Tremaine scribbled something down in her lab book before the bell rang out, "We can do the lab write up tomorrow."

"Right."

"Gothel," Tremaine stopped Gothel before she could walk away, "I actually need your help on this one, so please don't pull another sick day tomorrow. I've been here every day, there's no reason why you shouldn't be either."

"Of course not." Gothel said with a sickly sweet smile as she slipped her book bag over her shoulder. Tremaine sighed and gathered up her books. She winced and rushed out of the class room as she felt the sudden onset of sickness settle in her stomach again. Usually Gothel didn't pay much attention to Tremaine, they were in different social classes. But Gothel couldn't help but notice how bloodshot and puffy Tremaine's eyes were, like she had been crying or something. She raised her eyebrow as Cruella approached her.

"What's her problem?" Cruella asked.

"She probably looked in the mirror this morning and the thought of her face made her sick." Gothel said cruelly. Cruella laughed and linked arms with Gothel as they walked towards the cafeteria.

"So," Cruella said sitting down next to Grim, who was flipping through a copy of ToonFasion, "How are things between you and Clayton."

Grim put down her magazine, "Yeah, details. I heard you two hooked up in the library."

"Who'd you hear that from?" Gothel asked surprised.

"Just word of mouth. That freaky CGI kid that hangs out in the library said it to one of the band nerds and any way word tends to travel fast around here." Grim said flippantly.

"So, what did you two do?" Cruella asked with a smile on her face. Gothel tried not to look ashamed. She hadn't even spoken to Clayton since that day. She was afraid that if she did, he would hurt her. He wasn't afraid to be rough with her, but she had never seen him mad and she could only imagine what he might do.

"I don't kiss and tell." Gothel replied with a forced smile. Cruella and Grim didn't pick up on the hidden emotion and squealed with excitement, "How are things going with you and Gaston?" Gothel asked, trying to turn the attention away from her own problems.

Cruella rolled her eyes, "Darling, I don't even know what to make of that boy anymore."

"What's wrong?" Grim asked.

"We haven't done anything in nearly a month." She complained.

"What do you mean?" Gothel asked naively

"Oh darling," Cruella patter her shoulder, "You know what I mean."

Gothel thought about it for a moment before a knowing look came to her face, "Oh. That."

"Yeah, I don't know what's the matter with him. I really don't. He was fine up until a few weeks ago. I mean up until Hades joined the team he was perfectly normal. Since that first practice with Hades he hasn't been the same. Maybe it's me."

"I doubt it's you. You don't think he could be a," Grim looked around and leaned in closer on the table, "Homosexual, could he?"

Gothel choked on some water she was drinking, "You're kidding me right?" She said through gasps.

"Gothel's right. There is no way in the world Gaston is even remotely gay."

Grim shrugged, "Well it's just an idea. You said he hasn't been paying attention to you since Hades joined the team."

"Hades has a girlfriend you guys, and Gaston is far too manly to be even remotely gay." Gothel said.

Cruella nodded in agreement, "Exactly. So I don't know his problem is. It's like every time we start kissing he just freaks out and stops everything he's doing. I have no idea what's wrong with him."

"Is he cheating?" Grim asked.

"No," Cruella said, pulling a nail file out of her purse, "If he was, there's no reason he should be treating me like the 'other woman'."

Gothel laughed a little and took a sip from her water bottle. She still didn't want to eat. She was afraid to. Gothel loaded her water bottle with supplements and tried to carry on as normal.

"Where's Ursula?" Gothel asked.

Grim flipped the page in her fashion magazine and shrugged, "She said she had a paper to finish for her Villains through History class."

Gothel nodded cautiously. She had spoken to Ursula last afternoon on the way home; she had finished the paper the day before during her free period. Gothel didn't want to question anything. There was probably a very good reason why she was not at lunch.

Gothel fell someone tap her on the shoulder and twisted around in her chair to see who it was. Clayton was standing behind her, his lip and scabbed over from where she had bit him. She winced and tried not to look at the evidence of their last encounter.

"May I talk to you for a moment?" He asked.

"What happened to you?" Grim asked, shutting her magazine.

"Excuse me?" Grim tapped her lip where the scab was, "Took a football to the face during the last practice." He said in a calm tone. Gothel had to hand it to him. He was an excellent liar, "Nothing to be worried about."

Gothel got up from her seat, "I'll see you guys later." She said.

"Have fun." Cruella called with a flirtatious tone. Gothel winced a little. She had a feeling this meeting would be anything but flirtatious.

She and Clayton walked down the hallway and stopped just down the hall from the music room. Neither had said a word to each other during the entire walk. Gothel made sure not to stand against the lockers, she really didn't want a repeat of what happened last time.

"What did you want to talk about?" She asked in a very small voice.

He crossed his arms and looked at her, "I think you know."

"I didn't mean to bite you." She said, refusing to look at him.

"Really, well that's not what it seemed like."

"I got scared."

"Do you know how relationships work, Gothel?" He asked in a very condescending tone, "The man offers protection and provides for the woman, and, every now and then, the woman has to pay the man back."

Gothel took a step backwards, afraid of what he might do, "I'm sorry."

"If you can't follow those simple rules, I think we're done here." He said. She looked up at him for the first time with panicked eyes. As much as she was afraid of him, she knew that it was crucial for her to maintain a relationship with Clayton. She had to if she wanted to be on top, no matter how much he frightened her.

She grabbed at his wrist as he tried to walk away, "No, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

He wretched his hand out of Gothel's wrist, "It's over." He said before walking away.  Gothel didn't watch him walk away. She couldn't. It wasn't that she was heartbroken. In a way, she felt relieved. She had been living in fear the past few days, worried that Clayton would come after her again. But now that he was gone, she couldn't help but feel like the world was slipping from underneath her.

She leaned up against the lockers on the opposite side of the hallway and sank to the ground. Gothel wasn't sure if the tears on her face were tears of joy, or tears of sorrow.

Frollo paused a few feet away from the music room. He had seen the entire exchange between Gothel and Clayton, but he didn't dare open his mouth. He and Gothel were no longer friends, and he shouldn't waste his time trying to console her. Frollo knew that she would just push him away.  He walked quietly into the music room, but stopped when he saw someone at the piano.

At first he thought it was Hook. The music was beautiful, but difficult. The only person he had seen play music like that which such a flawless effort was Hook. So he was surprised when he saw Ursula at the piano, her white hair up in a messy bun on top of her head and her eyes were practically glowing with joy.  

Frollo leaned against the door and watched as Ursula masterfully let her fingers dance over the keys. She was singing some song under her breath and even in the quiet tone of her voice, Frollo could tell she had perfect pitch.  He gawked at the scene, she almost looked like a music nerd, like she belonged at the piano and wouldn't get up for any one.

It was a little startling to see Ursula, one of the queen bees of DVHS, play music so gracefully. Most of the populars scoffed at the arts department, saying it wasn't necessary for a villain education, or tried to get out of it. He had no idea that Ursula could play, let alone how good she was.

The purple girl looked up and jumped a little, stopping all of her movement on the piano. She looked at him, eyes blown wide with fear, as if Frollo had just discovered some grandiose secret about her. She stood up from the piano and quickly grabbed her bag.

"You're very good." Frollo said with a smile. She took her hair down and made sure it was just as flawless as it always was. And just like that, she was back to being the queen she always was, her eyes got cold again.

"Don't mention this to anyone." She said coldly, walking out of the room. Ursula ran smack into Hook, muttered a quick apology and walked down the hall. Frollo could faintly hear her talking with Gothel a few moments later. Hook watched her for a moment before entering the room.

"What was she doing in here?" He asked, sitting down at the piano. He glanced over the sheet music with surprise, "Was she playing this?" He asked motioning to the sheet music.

"Yeah, she's very talented." Frollo began digging his note book out of his backpack.

"She just keeps getting more and more interesting." Hook said with a small laugh as he dug out his sheet music. Frollo looked up at Hook, who was absent mindedly arranging his music.

"You like her, don't you?"

"What?"

"You like her."

Hook's cheeks turned a little red, "I haven't a single clue about what you are talking about."

"Own up to it."

"Yes… I may have a… very small crush on Ursula."

"Knew it."

"She's very lovely, and apparently she plays music, she's not as bad as the other queens and is very intelligent."

"Well then why don't you ask her out?"

"I can't."

"Yes you can. She's single, you're single. You like her. What have you got to lose?"

"We're in different social classes." Hook stated, "I'm not going to ask her out."

"What does that have to do with anything."

"Let me ask you, would you ask Gothel out?"

Frollo paused, "Excuse me."

"Would you? I know you like her. I know that she's the girl that this song is about. But would you ever ask her out, the way things are now?"

"… No."

"Same kind of concept."

"Well why don't you write a song for her and play it at the talent show?"

"Is that what you're hoping will happen with this song and Gothel?" Hook asked with a knowing smile.

"She and I aren't friends anymore, we don't talk."

"Things can change."

"Not really."

"Of course they can. You can't change the past, but you can hope for change in the future." Hook said with a smile.

"Is that what you're hoping for with Ursula?"

"A man can dream, Frollo. A man can dream."

Frollo nodded, "Well I dream that we'll actually be able to get this song done before winter break."  Hook nodded and began playing the piano.

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Ursula wrapped a comforting arm around her friend and tried to console her, "Tell me what happened." Gothel shook her head, "I can't help you if you don't tell me what happened."

Gothel took a shaky breath and tried to regain her composure, "Clayton dumped me." She said quietly.

"What?!" Ursula said, "I'll kill him."

Gothel put a hand on her friend, "No. No, don't hurt him. It was my fault."

"What happened?"

"He wanted to hook up in the library and I said no but then he kept coming after me and I bit him." She said.

"Really."

"I know."

"Do the other girls know?"

Gothel shook her head again, "They probably will by tomorrow though. How am I going to be able to keep up my image without a boyfriend?!" Ursula looked a little downcast, "Oh… Oh no… I'm sorry I didn't mean that you—"

"It's alright," Ursula said, "I don't have a boyfriend because I don't think any boy in this school would want to date a cecealia."

Gothel sniffled and turned her attention towards her friend, "What were you doing in the music room?"

"I told you, I had to finish a paper," Ursula said quickly, "No one ever goes in there so I thought it would be a good place to finish up. But stop trying to change the subject. Are you okay?"

"I'll be fine. I just don't want Cruella and Grim finding out just yet."

"I promise I won't tell." Ursula said with a smile.

Hades walked down the hall, just catching the last bit of Gothel and Ursula's conversation. He didn't really pay much attention to them though; he had gotten an urgent message from Maleficent and was on a mission to find her. The message wasn't specific, which worried him even more.

As he passed one of the glass doors that lead into the courtyard of the school he spotted Maleficent and Rose consoling Tremaine under the old tree. He opened the door and cautiously walked up to the trio. There was nothing worse or more dangerous than a crying, pregnant woman. Even more so if she was a villain.

He knelt down in front of her and rubbed her knee, "What happened?" He asked seriously. Maleficent sighed.

"Her parents found out yesterday." She said quietly.

"They-kicked me out," She said through sobs, "I slept in my car last night, thank god they let me keep that."

"Do you have anywhere to go?" He asked, even though he knew that he could not offer her shelter.

"She can't come stay with me," Rose said, "the drop to Wonderland is way too dangerous for her condition."

Hades looked at Mal who shook her head, "My mom is still dealing with my dad right now. I don't think another villain in the house would do much good."

Hades sighed, "What about your scholarship?" He asked.

"Still intact." Maleficent explained, "As long as she maintains at least a B average this year, she'll be fine."

"You can't keep living in your car though."

"I have nowhere else to go," She said, her eyes puffy and red.

"Aren't there shelters for girls in your situation?"

"Only outside of Toontown. But I don't want to go there. They're dangerous."

Hades rubbed the bridge of his nose trying to think, "What about the church?"

"I'm not s—" Tremaine stopped speaking and looked behind Hades.

"Is everything okay?" Hades turned around to see Gaston standing behind him. Tremaine shook her head and began crying again, "What happened?" Gaston knelt down to try and console the girl.

"Her parents kicked her out," Maleficent explained quietly. Gaston wrapped an arm around Tremaine and rubbed her back soothingly. He paused and thought for a moment.

"You can come stay with me." He said calmly. Tremaine lifted her head from his shoulder and wiped her eyes.

"What?"

"You can stay with me."

"But your parents—" Tremaine started to say.

"My parents already know. . ." Gaston said quietly. He glanced around at all the shocked expressions, "I'm not good at keeping secrets from them, okay?"

"And they're… alright with this?" Maleficent asked, crossing her arms.

"My mom's a midwife and my dad… well my dad said that he wouldn't help with the baby, but he would at least acknowledge its existence." Gaston said looking down, "They're not too happy, but they're gonna help me through it. And I'm sure they'll help you, too."

"Awfully kind for a villain," Maleficent said with an eye roll.

Hades shrugged, "Well if we don't stick together, who's gonna help us?"

None of them noticed Cruella and Grim watching them from behind the glass doors. Cruella saw red. So he was cheating on her. And it was probably all Gothel's fault. Gothel was Tremaine's lab partner, they talked all the time. She knew she couldn't trust Gothel, from the moment she agreed to help Grimhilde give her a makeover she knew the girl was after her social position.

Cruella stormed down the hallway until she came across Ursula and Gothel talking by the lockers. Gothel was the first to notice Cruella and stood up.

"Are you okay?" She asked. Cruella walked up to Gothel and smacked her across the face.

"It's all your fault." She spat, "He is cheating on me and it's all your fault."

"What?" Cruella smacked her again.

"Shut up. You knew, from the moment you started talking to that nerd Tremaine you've been trying to get her together with Gaston. You knew that if that happened you would be able to be the most popular girl in school. Dating Clayton, skinny, get me out of the picture and you might as well call yourself prom queen. Well guess what, that isn't going to happen."

Gothel stood there in shock, grabbing her cheek, "I didn't do anything!"

"Oh please, you've stolen all you could from me. My clothes, my hair style, my diet, but that's all you're getting. Don't come near us again, and don't try and waste your time trying any more. You'll never be anything more than an ugly, second rate, CGI, mess of a villain. No one is going to want to hire you to do anything."

Gothel stood there for a while, feeling the tears well up in her eyes. She dashed away towards the bathroom before any tears could fall.

No one followed her. Not even Ursula.

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The next week at school, Gothel couldn't help but feel like an outcast. Whenever she past Cruella, or Grim, or even Ursula, all she got was a glare in return. Mainly from Cruella  and Grim, whenever she passed Ursula the purple girl would just turn her head and pretend like Gothel didn't exist.

By now, word of her and Clayton's breakup had spread through out the school. She was ashamed of it. She was ashamed of everything.  People began calling her names behind her back and while very few reached her ears, they still hurt.
Cruella broke up with Gaston. She found out about the pregnancy soon after she discovered that Gaston was cheating on her. Cruella wasn't as dumb as she seemed. At least not socially. She could see the signs. Her eye for fashion allowed her to notice the baby bump long before anyone could tell her anything.

No one commented on anything. They wouldn't say a thing about Tremaine for fear that Maleficent would zap them into dust. They wouldn't say a thing about Cruella for fear that their social status could be ruined. And they certainly didn't say a thing about Gaston for fear that they would be crushed.

Gothel couldn't understand how her fall from grace interested so many people while the whole pregnancy debacle floated nearly silently under the radar of the social scene.

She glanced around the cafeteria, water bottle in hand, looking for a place to sit. She could feel the daggers being shot at her back when she passed Cruella's table. She floated by unnoticed when she past the jock table. Clayton had gotten over her quickly and took up dating Grimhilde without as much as a second thought.

Gothel spotted Frollo sitting across the dining hall at a table by himself. He was frequently the first one to lunch these days. The sooner he finished lunch, the sooner he could get to the music room to work on his entry for the talent show. Even though it wasn't until after the winter break, he wanted to make sure that it would be absolutely perfect. The song still held meaning for him, but he wouldn't dare admit that to anyone. He was still mad at Gothel.

Gothel walked up to him, "May I sit here?" She asked in a small voice. Frollo looked up from his notebook and looked at her briefly. He shut it quickly and got up from the table. There was no point for him to hang around her. Frollo knew he wasn't ready to try and mend things with Gothel. Not yet.

She stood there awkwardly, "Even the losers don't want to hang out with you." She heard Cruella's drawl from across the cafeteria. Gothel shut her eyes tightly, trying to shut out the laughter.

"Where did she even get those clothes?" Grim asked, "You can stop being a poser now, Gothel. We all know you're not good enough to wear those." Another round of laughter came from the table as well as a couple of surround tables. Gothel continued to just stand there, eyes shut tight. Her grip on her water bottle tightened.

"We all make mistakes," Cruella said, "But I don't think anyone's made them as frequently as you."

"We also all learn from them. Except for Gothel, it seems." Grim added.

"Well you know, Grim, most super models without make up are rather ugly."

"Gothel, what happened? I thought makeup was supposed to make you prettier."  

The laughter rang in Gothel's ears like a horrible bell. The water bottle slipped from her hands and clattered to the floor. Gothel ran from the lunch room, desperate to get the laughter out of her head. She ran into the library and collapsed at one of the tables, burying her head in her arms.

They were supposed to be her friends. She had thrown away so much to be one of them. And now… well it didn't matter anymore. No one wanted to be around her. Not Cruella, not Grim, not even Frollo. Her body racked with each sob, but she was thankful that the silence of the library had shut out the echoing laughter.

"Are… are you alright?" A small voice asked. Gothel looked up, her face stained with tear tracks. A young man with messy bright orange hair stood in front of her. She could see his slightly buck teeth peeking out from behind his top lip.  And he was CGI, just like she was.

"I'm fine." She mumbled. He sat down at the table in the chair across from her.

"You don't look fine."

"You don't need to worry about me."

"Well sure I do. We CGI kids have to stick together." He said, offering her a small goofy looking smile.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" She asked, trying to regain her composure.

"Buddy. Buddy Pine. Or Syndrome… depending on what forum you look at…" He said with a smile.

"I haven't ever seen you around before."

"I try and stay out of everyone's way…" He said quietly, "those jocks can sure throw a punch every now and then. Besides I much prefer the musty smell of books and the hum of computers to the moldy smell of lockers and the buzzing of dumpster flies." He joked, "Besides, I can get to my internet groups here."

"You're that kid who won the science fair last year, aren't you?"

"Yeah, that was me!" He said with pride, "Rocket boots. No more will us powerless students have to walk. These boots will revolutionize everything!"

Gothel smiled, "how come I've never seen you?"

"Well the other kids don't like me very much. Personally I think they're jealous of my CGI-ness."

"Is that something to be jealous of?" She asked.

"I think so." He said proudly, "We have depth."

Gothel chuckled a little, "I'm Donna Gothel." She stuck out a hand for her to shake.

"I know who you are." He said sheepishly, "I heard about what happened with you and that Clayton jerk."

"He's not a jerk."

"I saw you come rushing out of the study room. . ." He said quietly, "Last week. And then he came out with a bloody lip."

The color drained from her face, "Did you tell anyone what happened?"

"No." He said, "I'm not a squealer, I'm just happy you're alright."

Gothel blushed a little, "You shouldn't worry about me."

"But I should. You're one of the populars. You're the first CGI kid in the history of this school to ever break that wall." He smiled at her, "It's pretty incredible."

"Well, You can take that off my resume now. I don't hang out with them anymore."

"How come?"

"Drama, I wouldn't want to bore you."

"Ack," He said with a dismissive hand gesture, "Drama. Who needs it? That's why I like coming here. The only drama I ever get involved with is comic wars online."

"You're kind of a nerd."

"Why thank you."

"You're not worried? About… about what people might say about your… hobbies?"

"Well the way I look at it, my hobbies are healthier than say alcohol, or drugs,  or… drama." Gothel laughed, "And when I'm old and filthy rich, I can just lean back and say 'my god, I am so very glad I didn't get involved in drama.'" He tilted his chair back a little too far and fell to the ground. Gothel started laughing. Buddy popped his head up, "I uh… I meant to do that."

"Of course." Gothel said through giggles. She smiled at him, "You're the first person that hasn't laughed at me today, did you know that?"

"Why would I laugh at you?"

"Because I ruined my reputation."

"Fuck them." He said pulling the chair back up, "I would be celebrating right now."

"Why?"

"Because I would finally have my freedom back."

"It's not that simple."

"Sure it is."

"No, it isn't. I can't even hang out with my old friends anymore."

"Why not?"

"I made… some mistakes…. They won't talk to me anymore."

"Well… I'll be your friend." He said with a smile. Gothel looked up at him and hesitantly smiled back.

"Really."

"Sure. We CGI kids have to stick together, right?"
TADAAAAAAAA

I know this chapter is very Gothel centric, but I had to do it.

Next chapter is much less Gothel centric

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Buddy being a buddy XD