𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

wrong school - ll

LADY LESSO

AGE 15

NOT PROOFREAD!!

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being dropped off in the school for good definitely took, not only you by surprise, but the both deans as well. one more than the other

however odd people found your placement the traditional attributes of said school for good did aline with your attributes, kind, caring, and loyal

clarissa dovey seemed the most against you being in her school, apparently it 'simply couldn't be true, the headmaster has had to have made a mistake'

"look at her mother for goodness sake" the shorter dean argued as she stood among all the teachers and the headmaster in a meeting

lesso raised a brow "what is that supposed to mean?"

the scoff that left dovey's mouth angered the redhead somehow "you are the dean for evil!! she is your daughter!! it just makes sense"

having enough of the blonde, lady lesso slams both hands on the table and stands up, scanning the faces of every single teacher and landing on dovey last "y/n has been given a place in your school, clarissa, and there she shall stay! we shall not speak of this matter again, are we clear?" when the other woman didn't answer so she raised her voice, making a few good teachers jump "are. we. clear?"

with a huffed 'yes' dovey scurried out the room

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the dean for evil wasn't really supposed to be traveling the halls of the school for good but her mission was to find you and for that she had to venture across the bridge

it took roughly ten or so minutes for her to find your door. it would have taken longer but your mum has a very good way of getting information out of people fast

she knocked with the secret pattern you and her had since you were a toddler, two hard knocks followed by three faster, lighter ones

"come in!!" as she entered she was greeted with you practically throwing yourself at her

releasing a breath your mum pulled your body towards her, holding you closer by the back of your head as you dug your face into her shirt "i missed you, jellybean" she sighed

the time you and your mum spent together was limited, she worked at the school all day and only got home in time to make you dinner, send you off to bed and say goodbye in the morning, but the both of you made it work

people didn't believe the lady lesso had a soft spot, it didn't seem possible, let alone raising a child that was the definition of good, but here you are

the name of jellybean came about when she came home with a packet of jellybeans that she confiscated from a student and you bugged and bugged her until you could have one

"mama, pweaseee have sweetie?" three year old begged as you flopped onto your mum's bed where the redhead was laying and reading a book

she placed her book facing down on the bedside table and looked at your pouting face, you had somehow maneuvered yourself onto her lap. she could never resist your pouts "just one because you and sugar do not mix, missy"

"i missed you too, mama" your y/c/e eyes looked up at the woman. the dean couldn't understand how someone like her could have a child as perfect as you "i'm sorry i didn't get put in the right school"

lesso's eyes widened at your words. she broke away from the hug and crouched down to your height, holding your face in her hands as her nails gently ran across the apples of your cheeks "you, my love, have nothing - and i mean nothing - to be sorry for because you are exactly where you're supposed to be"

"i feel so uncomfortable here, the clothes, the people... it all" you admit as you look down and pick at the bright purple dress you had been forced into, dress we're definitely not your thing

leonora lifted your head up by a finger under your chin to look at her "we can fix the prissy dress" with a snap of her fingers you were in your own pair sweats and a hoodie that you knew belonged to your mother due to its deep purple colour

"how's that?" she asked but instead of a verbal answer you threw your arms around her neck and dug your head into her chest

lesso closed her eyes and just basked in the comfort that you alone gave her