Hello! This is another Disney Fanfic set at a college. Seriously, there are so many of these! Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, Disney does.
Eighteen-year-old Rapunzel woke up to the sound of her alarm clock ringing. She climbed out of her bed. She glanced at the picture frame on her desk. She smiled at the faces of her best friends; Anna, Elsa, and Merida.
She was rooming with Merida. She looked over at her roommate. Merida's super-curly bright red hair covered her face.
"Merida! Merida! Wake up!" she said shaking her roommate, hopefully waking her up.
"Ugh. Rapunzel!" Merida sat up in her bed, rubbing her eyes, plaid blanket falling off her shoulders.
"Get dressed!" Rapunzel told Merida.
"You need to get dressed up too!" Merida said in her Scottish accent.
"Oh," Rapunzel said, looking down at her purple pajamas. She walked over to her closet and grabbed a purple dress with a pink floral design. "I'm putting this on." She walked into the bathroom and changed.
When she came out, Merida was wearing a teal and brown outfit. She was also applying a generous amount of makeup. She had just grabbed a light pink lipstick and was beginning to put it on, when Rapunzel asked, "Trying to impress someone?"
Merida shook her head. "Let's go."
They walked out of their dorm and into Hundred-Acre Hall. This building was where all the dorms were housed.
"Do you want to go to the Sunnyside?" Rapunzel asked.
"Sure," Merida replied.
The two girls walked down the stairs. Rapunzel wasn't looking where she was going as she turned onto Mouse Hall. Embarrassing herself, she walked into an older boy.
"Oh, sorry," she said.
"It's okay," he said. Rapunzel looked up and was met with a pair of warm brown eyes.
"Well, bye," she muttered quickly, then ran ahead to meet up with Merida and Anna, who had joined her.
"He smelled like Smolder," Rapunzel told her friends. Smolder was a popular cologne that all the guys at Disney University wore.
Finally, the three girls reached the Sunnyside Café. They walked up to the counter. A boy with blond hair was taking orders.
"Kristoff! I didn't know you worked here," Anna said.
"Oh, yeah," he said scratching his head. "I just got hired on."
Rapunzel didn't hear the rest of the conversation. She was focusing on the boy who had just walked in.
"No way," she muttered, louder than she thought.
The boy she had ran into earlier was a few people back in line.
"Hey, Kristoff, do you know who that boy is back there?"
Kristoff looked at the boy. "That's Flynn Rider, Rapunzel."
Flynn Rider? The university's renowned bad boy? No absolute way. He waved at them. Rapunzel waved back.
He started towards them. "Hey, Flynn," Kristoff stated.
"Oh, do you know her?" Flynn asked, pointing at Rapunzel.
Kristoff nodded, "That's Rapunzel."
"Ra-pun-zel? Is that right?" Flynn questioned.
The petite girl nodded. He grinned. "Good. Do you want a coffee?"
Rapunzel looked at her friends. She heard Kristoff mutter "I wouldn't." She shook off his remark.
Flynn walked over to the counter. "What would you like?"
She shrugged. "I don't really care, as long as it tastes good."
Flynn thought for a moment.
"'Kay, two iced lattes," he said.
"Vanilla or caramel?" Kristoff asked.
"Vanilla," Rapunzel interjected before Flynn could answer.
"Me too," the brown haired boy agreed.
They got their drinks and sat down at a table with a butterfly painted on it.
"So, what's your major?" Flynn asked Rapunzel.
"Art," she answered. "Yours?"
"Right, Psychology," he replied.
"So, can I see some of your drawings?"
Rapunzel nodded. She pulled a folded piece of paper out of her bag. Flynn took it from her and unfolded it. He glanced up at her.
"This is beautiful."
The picture depicted a girl with green eyes and long blond hair-her- standing in front of a sun.
Rapunzel smiled and took a sip of her drink. "Thanks. Wait, does that mean you like me?"
Flynn looked perplexed. "What? That girl looks nothing like you."
Rapunzel ran a hand through her short, choppy brown hair. "That was me. Before I came here."
Flynn gave her a sincere smile. "Yes, I do like you."
Rapunzel was stunned. The university's bad boy liked her.
"So, what courses are you taking?" Flynn requested.
"Art I, Art History, Orchidology," she responded. "What classes are you taking?"
"Psychological Studies III, Forestry, stuff like that."
Flynn smiled. "What dorm are you in?"
Rapunzel answered, "One thirty-two. Next to Honey Lemon and Go Go Tomago."
"Okay. Do you know if Kristoff and Anna are hanging out tonight?"
Rapunzel shook her head. "No, why?"
"Well, they usually hang out in our dorm," he paused. "Hold on."
He waved Anna over. "Are you and Kristoff hanging out tonight in the dorm?"
"We were planning on it," she responded suspiciously.
"Thanks. That's all I needed to know."
Anna went back to Merida and Kristoff.
"What was that about?" Rapunzel asked.
"Do you want to hang out tonight?" Flynn asked quietly.
"Like a date? Because I am not ready for dates!"
Flynn was quick to deny it as a date. "Not a date. You can bring her," he said, motioning towards Merida.
Rapunzel muttered, "Thanks. Not ready for dating."
Flynn looked at her. "How old are you? Haven't you ever had a boyfriend?"
The girl's cheeks flushed from embarrassment. "My mom didn't like me to leave the house… or date… or do anything for that matter. She took overprotective to the next ten levels," Flynn laughed. "That's why I was homeschooled."
"So I'm guessing, not that I'm right, that you had to beg to come here." The brunette shook her head.
"Actually, she forced me to come here. She said that I needed to get a degree. Mom didn't care what it was in, so I chose art. I had grown up painting murals all over my room and house."
Flynn's eyebrows shot up. "She let you do that?"
"Well, no one ever came to the house either."
"So no one saw them."
"Exactly."
"You still didn't answer my question," Flynn began. "The one about your age."
"Oh, eighteen," Rapunzel said before taking a sip of her latte.
"Freshman, then?" The boy asked.
Rapunzel nodded.
"Have you ever been to the Snuggly Duckling?"
Rapunzel had a blank stare on her face. "What is that?"
Flynn glanced at her. "It's a restaurant. They also put on performances."
"Oh," she paused. "That sounds interesting."
"So, what else do you draw. Besides self-portraits."
Rapunzel smiled. "Suns, flowers, swirls, lanterns."
Flynn asked, "Swirls? How do you draw swirls?"
Rapunzel grinned. "Like this."
She grabbed the drawing that Flynn was still holding. She pulled a pen out of her bag.
Starting with a swooping line, she added a tail, then came back and branched off. "See, swirl."
The junior rolled his eyes. "Right that's a swirl."
Rapunzel nodded innocently, not picking up on the sarcasm. "So, are you considering this a date?" she asked.
Flynn shook his head.
She smiled. "Good."
Author's Note: Thanks again for reading! The second chapter should be up soon. Please review and follow!