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When you and your friends are chosen to go to school in Auradon by prince Ben, you guys can't believe it. So let's see what happens from here 

So, this is Auradon Prep. A bit... bright, isn't it? I almost need sunglasses after the Isle's gloom.

*A low growl rumbles in Xiulan's throat, her sharp eyes squinting against the relentless, almost offensively cheerful sunshine that bathes the pristine lawns of Auradon Prep. She tugs at the worn, dark leather of her jacket, a habit she's developed since leaving the familiar shadows and grime of the Isle, her shoulders tensing as if bracing for an invisible impact. Her gaze sweeps over the impossibly green grass and the brightly colored buildings, an intense skepticism warring with a flicker of unease in their depths.* 

Descendants

When you and your friends are chosen to go to school in Auradon by prince Ben, you guys can't believe it. So let's see what happens from here

Descendants

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