Tara

“Safety Rules for the Internet, and”—he cleared his throat—“Remedial Goodness 101.” “Let me guess...” said Mal. She popped a piece of candy into her mouth. “New class?”
― Walt Disney Company, Descendants Junior Novel

“Evie’s eyes widened with delight as Mal’s narrowed in horror. “Wow,” said Evie. “This place is so amazing—” “Gross,” said Mal. “I know, right?” said Evie, changing her tune. “Amazingly gross. Ew!” When Mal wasn’t looking, Evie couldn’t help giving a silent gasp of joy at her new crib. “I am going to need some serious sunscreen,” said Mal, arms crossed. “Yeah,” said Evie. “E,” said Mal, pointing to the windows. She closed the curtains as Evie moved to other windows in the room and did the same, plunging the dorm into darkness. “Whoa!” said Mal. “That is much better.”
― Walt Disney Company, Descendants Junior Novel

“Doug!” he said when he noticed a nerdy boy with thick glasses heading down the stairs. The boy was wearing a blue-and-gold marching band uniform and carried a clipboard. “Doug! Doug, come down!” Ben clapped a hand on Doug’s shoulder. “This is Doug,” he announced. “He’s going to help you with your class schedules and show you the rest of the dorms.” He looked right at Mal. “I’ll see you later, okay? And if you need anything at all, feel free to—” “Ask Doug,” blurted out Audrey. She fake laughed and dragged Ben away. “Hi, guys,” said Doug. “I’m Dopey’s son? As in”—he started counting on his fingers—“Dopey, Doc, Bashful, Happy, Grumpy, Sleepy, and...” Evie caught Doug’s eye. “Heigh-ho,” he said to her, completely charmed. Evie went nose to nose with him. “Evie. Evil Queen’s daughter.” She started to twirl her hair flirtatiously. “So, about your classes,” said Doug. “I put in the requirements already. History of Woodsmen and Pirates”
― Walt Disney Company, Descendants Junior Novel

“Mal and he exchanged looks. Mal gave a wry smile and he smiled back. Ben continued his tour. Jay put Carlos down. Carlos clapped to get the statue to come alive again. Nothing happened. He raced ahead to catch up with the group. Inside the building, there was a fireplace, dark wood staircases, chandeliers, and stained glass windows that made the place feel warm and sunny. “So, you guys have a lot of magic here in Auradon?” Mal asked. “Like wands and things like that?” “Yeah, it exists, of course, but it’s pretty much retired,” said Ben. “Most of us here are just ordinary mortals.” “Who happen to be kings and queens,” added Mal. “That’s true!” said Audrey snootily, draping Ben’s arm over her shoulder. “Our royal blood goes back hundreds of years.” She looked at Ben possessively. Ben took his arm off her.”
― Walt Disney Company, Descendants Junior Novel