Outlaws
ALSO BY JEN CALONITA
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Books. Change. Lives.
Copyright © 2019 by Jen Calonita
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Names: Calonita, Jen, author.
Title: Outlaws / Jen Calonita.
Description: Naperville, IL : Sourcebooks Young Readers, [2019] | Series: Royal Academy rebels ; [2] | Summary: Banished to the Hollow Woods, Devin and her friends, old and new, devise a plan to expose the truth about evil fairy godmother Olivina to all of Enchantasia.
Identifiers: LCCN 2019008890 | (hardcover : alk. paper)
Subjects: | CYAC: Fairy tales--Fiction. | Characters in literature--Fiction. | Princesses--Fiction. | Fairy godmothers--Fiction. | Schools--Fiction. | Human-animal relationships--Fiction.
Classification: LCC PZ7.C1364 Out 2019 | DDC [Fic]--dc23
LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2019008890
Contents
Front Cover
Title Page
Copyright
Chapter 1: This Is No Time to Panic
Chapter 2: Anywhere But Here
Chapter 3: Wings of Fire
Chapter 4: Over the River and Through the Woods
Chapter 5: Goons, Gadgets, and Guessing Games
Chapter 6: Things Are Looking Up
Chapter 7: The Prince of Thieves
Chapter 8: The Power of the Quill
Chapter 9: The Getaway Plan
Chapter 10: Rose-Colored Glasses
Chapter 11: Party Pooper
Chapter 12: Enchantasia’s Most Wanted
Chapter 13: Ride or Die Trying
Chapter 14: The Master of Disguise
Chapter 15: The Prince in Disguise
Chapter 16: The Final Countdown
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Back Cover
For my fellow outlaw Kieran Viola, a good friend with a steady arm and perfect aim
And for Brady Viola, the best first reader an author could ask for
Royal Academy
From the Desk of the Fairy Godmother
[URGENT!]
My Dear Students:
Sweet dreams should never be interrupted with sour news, but unfortunately, that is what I must deliver this morning. I regret to inform you all that several first-year students were expelled from Royal Academy overnight.
I know this information is hard to process. Many of us (myself included!) are still recovering from last night’s attack on our anniversary ball. Thankfully, we have swiftly dealt with the security breach, and our school gates will be closed to nonroyals until further notice. The safety of you—my future leaders—is our top priority!
As for the first-years who were suspended, I know many of you will have questions, which is why I wanted to reach out before any vicious rumors started.
Students are only suspended from Royal Academy in the rarest of circumstances and only after committing three offenses at school. In the history of this distinguished academy, suspensions have only occurred a handful of times and only as a last resort. Unfortunately, try as I might, I could not get through to these wayward royals. It was decided their radical ideals were too dangerous to allow them to stay among our ranks.
For your reference, these students are:
Sasha Briarwood
Logan Nederlander
Devinaria Nile
Heathcliff White
Raina White
I know the pedigree of some of these individuals is alarming—several of these students are siblings of members of the royal court—but the court backs this decision. It is heartbreaking to hear of royals who do not heed the call of duty, but ivy left untamed can overtake an entire castle. These students were attempting to change the way the world views royals and how we rule. In these uncertain times, why mess with a system that works beautifully? These students threatened this kingdom’s very future with their lies.
Considering their offenses, there is to be no contact with the suspended individuals. If they attempt to contact you, your roommates, friends, or staff, or are seen anywhere near school grounds, call for me immediately. Failure to do so will result in your dismissal.
But don’t despair! Follow the Royal Academy rules, remember your manners, and all your fairy-tale dreams are still sure to come true.
Forever yours in wishes,
Headmistress Olivina
(For questions not answered here, please do not bother the headmistress. She is extremely busy! Contact her assistant, Hazel Crooksen, with any additional concerns. But truthfully, the headmistress answered all your questions already.)
Chapter 1
This Is No Time to Panic
I used to daydream about spending my life wandering through the woods, helping animals in need, completely free of the responsibilities that come with being twelfth in line to the throne of Enchantasia. So you’d think being banished to a forest would be a dream come true. Expansive woodlands? Check. A plethora of wild creatures at my fingertips, just ready and waiting to be taken care of? Check. Stripped of my royal status? Check.
But if I’ve learned anything from my recent run-ins with a certain fairy godmother, it’s “Be careful what you wish for.”
Because as much as this situation seems like a dream come true, it’s actually a nightmare. You see, a few hours ago, I kind of got me and my friends kicked out of Royal Academy and banished forever.
Banished as in we can’t go home or see our families again.
Banished as in the whole of Enchantasia thinks we’re criminal outlaws.
Headmistress Olivina dropped us in the middle of a spooky forest where the air is thick with dew and the trees cast such deep shadows I can’t tell if it’s night or day. The ground is wet from a recent rain, and we’re surrounded by the sounds of a lonely wolf howling in the distance (it’s crying about being lost from its pack, poor thing), an occasional low rumble of thunder, and sniffling.
My roommate, Raina, Snow White’s younger sister, is not handling the banishment well. She is curled in a ball on a mound of leaves, holding her white gloves and crying. Her brother, Heath, is… Where is Heath? I don’t see him anywhere. I can see our friend Logan picking edible berries for a possible breakfast. Logan may not be the outdoorsy type, but he knows how to whip up a meal even in the direst of circumstances. My other roommate, Sasha, Sleeping Beauty’s little sister, is fiddling with the mini magical scroll she uses to run her blog to try to figure out our location.
Me? I feel dazed, confused, and quite frankly, angry. But I guess that’s to be expected when your school’s headmistress waves her wand and poof! Banishes you for not going along with her plans. Now the most beloved fairy godmother in Enchantasia is probably telling the kingdom we’re a bunch of traitors when it’s she who is the double-crossing, power-hungry villain.
“Drooping dragons, this is quite the mess we’re in, Lily,” I comment to my bearded dragon. That may sound odd, but she can understand me, just like I can understand her when she flicks her tongue at me in agreement. Communicating with animals is my gift.
Hey, that gift might be able to help us right now!
“Lily?” I call again to my lizard, who is camouflaging herself into the color of the tree trunk she’s climbing. “Could you find a grasshopper or carpenter ant and ask if they know where we could find Little Red Riding Hood?”
“What?” Raina’s response echoes through the early-morning air. She hobbles over to me wearing one shoe and carrying the other, which is missing a heel. Her dark-brown hair has several leaves in it, and her bow is sagging so much I’m
sure it’s going to fall off her head at any moment. I don’t dare tell her that. One’s appearance is of the utmost importance to Raina (Princess Rule 2), even if she is banished.
“Are you seriously asking your bearded dragon to help us find Little Red Riding Hood?”
She is pretty worked up, so I’m almost too afraid to reply. I nod slightly to Lily, who hurries up the tree trunk and out of sight to talk to some locals. “Maybe?”
“That’s how you’re going to fix this…situation we’re in?” Raina can’t even get herself to say the word banished. Her eyes are wild. “By searching for a known outlaw to help us?”
“Red isn’t an outlaw,” I say, sputtering.
“She’s as good as an outlaw!” Raina insists. “She was in the same RA class as my sister until she left! We are not talking to an outlaw, and we are not taking directions from a dragon!”
“Bearded dragon.” Logan looks up from the berries he’s collecting. “There’s a difference. Lily is a lizard, so she’s not a threat like a regular dragon. Devin trusts her instincts, which means so do I. If we need to wait for Lily to find help, we will.”
I smile gratefully at him while Raina glares at the two of us. Behind us, I can hear Sasha still angrily tapping at her magical scroll (“Why won’t you work?” she mumbles. “Don’t we have magic out here in the woods? What’s with the bad reception?”)
“I don’t seem to be allergic to Lily either, which is an improvement, but…” Logan sniffs the air, and his nose wrinkles slightly. “I do feel a bit stuffy and light-headed.” He touches his head and sits down on a nearby rock. “Maybe a real dragon is nearby. Lily?” he yells into the mist and low-lying fog. “Find Little Red Riding Hood fast! She’s our only hope at getting out of these woods alive!” He claps a hand over his mouth. “Great. Now the dragon’s heard us too. Why didn’t I pay more attention in my seminar, A Prince’s Guide to Surviving the Forest? Why?”
“It’s Red. Not Little Red Riding Hood, and stop yelling!” Sasha drops her scroll on the ground in disgust.
She’s woven her long blond hair into a makeshift bun with the use of a stick. Leave it to Sasha to pull herself together even in the most feared forest of Enchantasia.
“She hasn’t been called ‘Little’ since the wolf tried to eat her,” Sasha adds. “Doesn’t anyone besides me read Happily Ever After Scrolls? She runs ads for Red’s Ready-for-Anything Shoppe almost weekly. She’s not an outlaw,” she chastises Raina. “She just didn’t want to rule her village! I even heard she’s starting a store franchise. Sasha looks at me and Logan. That means she isn’t hanging out in a forest helping kids who’ve been banished for finding out their headmistress is a villain!”
Raina gets in her personal space. “Don’t say such things! We don’t know for certain Headmistress Olivina is evil, do we?”
Dear Raina. Always thinking the best of people, as a princess should. Logan and I are a bit more disenchanted at this point.
“We kind of do,” I hear Logan say under his breath.
“Raina,” Sasha says exasperatedly, hiking up the hem of her maroon dress. “Yes, we do know she’s evil! Olivina knew we were on to her brainwashing ways, and she had us taken care of—and it’s kind of your fault.”
Raina’s mouth forms a big, round O. “My fault?”
“Yes, your fault! You had to go and tattle on us for trying to figure out what she was up to!” Sasha’s voice is rising in pitch. Logan is right. We definitely could wake a sleeping dragon.
“I was trying to save you all! You made a huge mess of things!” Raina shouts.
This could go on for a while.
“Girls! Calm down,” Logan tries. “The truth is, it was both of your faults.”
Oh, Logan. He’s terrible at talking to princesses.
“I’m sorry?” Raina asks, but she doesn’t look sorry.
“I was all excited to taste the roast duck with fig sauce I had suggested Chef make when, poof! Suddenly we’re in Olivina’s office learning she’s the puppet master behind every fairy-tale story this kingdom has ever had—and she gets mad and sends us here.” Logan rubs his stomach. “And now I’m hungry.” He looks at his pile of berries. “I wonder what kind of tart I could make with these. I wonder if I could start a fire and find a small pheasant to cook…”
“Fire?” I narrow my eyes at him. “I am not breaking up an animal family by roasting one of their members for dinner!”
Logan nods. “You’re a vegetarian. I respect that. I might be able to make us a salad or a soup, then.”
“How can you think about food at a time like this?” Raina moans.
“Yeah! I’ve got so many more important thoughts rattling around in my head.” Sasha starts to pace and almost trips over a boulder. “How has Olivina gotten away with brainwashing students for so long? What is she telling everyone at school about us? And how do we reach our families to tell them we’re okay?”
“Hey!”
A handsome boy, a head taller than the rest of us, bursts through the trees. He’s wearing a double-breasted ivory jacket with gold buttons, black pants, and shiny boots that are covered in mud.
“Where were you?” Raina sounds very unprincessy, but I guess that’s allowed since Heath is her twin.
“Exploring!” Heath’s blue peepers have been known to make girls pass out in the school hallways. “I walked about half a mile and climbed up a small hill that overlooked a stream. There are some caves nearby that would make a great camp till we get out of here. I doubt there are any banshees or giants in them this time of the year because it’s too hot.” He slaps a bothersome fly with a quick swat. In the distance, we hear a crack of thunder.
“Hmm. Might be a storm brewing. Or it could be typhira? Who can say for sure? We should start hiking to shelter,” Heath says.
“Did you say…typhira?” Logan stutters before sneezing loudly. “I thought they were a myth! I definitely wouldn’t want to run into one for real. They breathe fire and cause lightning storms!”
“I could swear I saw one once when I was scaling Mount Olivando.” Heath shrugs. “I would have fought it off if I had to, but luckily it didn’t bother us, so Father and I kept climbing.”
Heath loves to mark off the places he’s traveled on the fairy-tale map he had in his dorm room. His goal is to visit every kingdom in the land. He doesn’t sit still, which is why Royal Academy wasn’t the best fit for him either. For any of us, really. (Except Raina, who lived for the place, so I do feel badly about her being stuck out here.)
“As I said, could be a storm.” Heath looks up at the treetops. The canopy is so thick we can’t even see the sky. “Either way, we should find cover.”
“Hide in a cave?” Raina is shouting now. “Are you crazy, Brother?” She holds up the bottom of her midnight-blue ball gown. “I spent months designing this dress with Marta Marigold. I am not ruining it hiking to a cave!” I don’t mention the hem is torn and covered in black mud. “What we are going to do is call for Olivina! Fairy godmothers come when called, right?” She looks around, her eyes wild. “She can poof us right out of here to the castle where we will sort this whole mess out. It’s just a misunderstanding! We could never truly be banished, could we? We are future leaders. We need to go home. She’ll let us go home. Right? Right? Right?”
Sasha and I make eye contact. The woods are making Raina hysterical. She needs a sedative. I wonder if there are any medicinal berries nearby. Or chamomile leaves that would settle her stomach.
“Raina, she’s not letting us go back to RA,” Heath says gently. “We’re on our own. We have to find our own way.”
“Or we can find Red. Lily is already looking for her.” Raina gives me a look, and I hold up the note Professor Pierce gave me right before we met with Olivina. Lily reminded me I had it in my dress when we were banished here. “The note Professor Pierce wrote is cryptic, but the line ‘Be ready for anything’ in the woods has to refer to Red. After all, her shop is called Red’s Ready-for-Anything Shoppe. Professor Pierce wants us to find her. She’s in the woods. I’m sure of it.”
“Running back to Olivina is not going to get us anywhere,” Sasha agrees. “She’ll poof us somewhere remote next. Do you want to be sent to an arctic tundra run by the Ice Queen? Or banished under the sea with a sea witch?” Raina looks away.