So, I'm releasing this today… Funny how this came first before my carefully planned fanfic. Lol. Oh well, I'm only releasing this to see if enough people will have interest in typical love stories, but meh. :D I hope you enjoy!

I do NOT own Tangled, ROTG, Songs, brands/companies mentioned in this fic.


Chapter 1:

A group of three teenagers were sitting in their campus' library commons. A red haired lass, whose hair was a mass of twisted mess, was lying down a sofa. She was trying to sleep. Her two friends, who were sitting opposite of her, looked at a laptop sitting on an oak table. They were suggesting and commenting on their not-yet-published work, which was a music video. They promised their subscribers that they would release a new cover soon…at least Rapunzel did.

"Urr ye dane yit?" Merida, the red head, asked impatiently, her Scottish accent making it sound edgier.

Hiccup, their video and music editor, looked at her with his eyes, "We're almost done." He said casually and continued to click and drag clips on his professional video editor. Merida rolled her eyes as she lazily and impatiently tossed and turned, "Why did we promise tae upload a freish cover again?" she asked, frowning at the ceiling.

Rapunzel looked at her, "Because we haven't uploaded for almost two months, Mer." She said and looked back at the laptop screen. She knew her friend was getting even more impatient by the second, "We're uploading it now. Just five more minutes." Merida sighed impatiently and sat up. She crossed her arms and legs. The three of them have been friends since fourth grade. They didn't want to part each other even up to college. They may argue at times but they're all best of friends.

After five minutes of waiting, Rapunzel jumped up with extended arms, "Finally uploaded!" she said happily.

"Finally!" Merida stood up, still with crossed arms.

Hiccup closed his laptop and placed it in his bag, "I hope they like the new video." He said as he stood up.

"Thay wull!" Merida said with a slight scowl, "Efter a', tis that popuar guy's song." She said and walked ahead of them. Her two friends followed her.

"Yeah. It might help us get a lot of views." Rapunzel smiled cheekily.

They went out of the library commons and went to the elevators. While waiting, Hiccup noticed a poster. It was about a Saturday night concert by that popular guy they were talking about.

"Speaking of which," he stared at the poster. The two girls glanced to where he was looking.

"A concert, aye?" Merida arched a brow.


A white haired boy danced, along with a couple of dancers, to the beat of his own song. Her was practicing for his upcoming mini concert for the weekend. He had been rehearsing for five hours now. He wanted to finish the rehearsal already and did almost his best so his manager wouldn't 'nag' him about how he should maintain his cool and 'upright' composure. Out of all the things he hated, responsibility, obligations and following orders were the first on his list, but it doesn't mean he's a complete slacker. He never wanted to be famous but why was he in that rehearsal room? What was the reason why he accepted the offer again? Right, it was to make his grandfather proud of him.

Jack almost frowned at the reminder but controlled himself. If he does so much as a twitch, his manager would scold him about how important composure and appearance are to an artist. Ugh, for the love god, he thought. Even when he was acting sloppy, girls still tripped for him. Sometimes he thought that no matter how bad he'd sing, he would still have fan girls because of his exceptional and exotic gorgeousness.

As soon as the song was done, his choreographer and manager went to him.

"Perfect performance, Jack." Kevin, his choreographer smiled at him. He smirked.

"Although, you have to fix that expression of yours." His manager, Gavin, crossed his arms. He frowned slightly. Here he goes again…

Kevin looked at him in disbelief, "Cut him some slack, Gav. He's tired."

At least someone understood him…

"If he doesn't fix that expression of his, people would get disappointed." Gavin snapped.

"You're the only one who gets disappointed here."

Before an argument erupts, Jack excused himself. "I'm gonna leave. I'm tired." He said flatly and headed for the door. The last thing he wanted that day was a word of criticism from his manager. He changed his clothes before leaving the building.

As he was heading home, he turned on the radio. He heard his song playing on the chorus. He changed the station and was hearing the same song again, still on the intro. He's been popular for a while now and his fan-base never died—it kept on having new members. When he went to Morocco for a tour, girls grabbed him almost anywhere they could land their hands one. When he was taking a vacation in a beach in LA, girls in two-piece swimsuits would try to lure him, attract him any way they could. Whenever there were girls around him, trouble was hiding in the shadows. He thought about his upcoming mini concert that coming weekend. He was doing it for the children in the orphanage in his hometown.

He slowed down as soon as the traffic light turned yellow. A convertible pulled up beside his. He heard girls' voices so he pulled his hoodie on and slightly turned his head away. He heard them giggle when another car pull up beside the convertible. He rolled his eyes with sarcasm when he heard a guy saying a corny pick up line to the girls. He impatiently waited for the green light. Unconsciously, he turned his head to look at the girls and the guys pulled up. The men saw him and smirked at him. They didn't know who he was because his hood was almost covering his eyes. He frowned and looked away from them. The men threw a crumpled bubblegum wrapper at him and tried to provoke him. Of course, he wasn't provoked. He knew they were just attention seekers, trying to impress girls by acting all cocky and tough.

The girls looked at him when the men laughed at him. He kept his head low and avoided eye contact. Cut it out, he thought as if he was saying it to them. His eyes rolled to look at the traffic light. It turned green so he shot his head up, shifted gears and sped off, his hood falling back in the process, making them realize whom he was. The boys just stared at the rear of his car while the girls squealed when they realized it was none other than Jackson Overland Frost. As he expected, they sped after him, trying to catch up to him and pull up beside him on the next intersection.


Hiccup glanced over to the two girls who were sitting at the back of his car. They were trying to make out new ideas for their next cover. They were eating chips at the process. They scribbled and scratched ideas after another. Merida was the first to give up.

"Augh! Ahm tired!" she slumped back.

Rapunzel sighed, "We did a cover of every song we like already." She sighed once again and crumpled the piece of paper.

Hiccup turned back to the road and stepped on the gas pedal, "We've uploaded one. That must be enough the keep the channel alive again."

"I guess…" Rapunzel shoved the crumpled paper in her bag and sat back.

Merida leaned forward. Her head was beside Hiccup's, "One wood'nae keep it alive, ya know. Thay wood ask fur moor."

Hiccup tightened his lips, "Weren't you the one impatient while we were uploading?"

"Becooz! Yoo take too long to upload!" she glared at him.

He rolled his eyes, "I'm not the internet."

Rapunzel pulled Merida to sit down before she tried to strangle him. She got Hiccup's bag, "Let's see If anyone has viewed our latest video." She smiled, changing the topic (sort of) and got his laptop. She doesn't know why there was strong Internet signal in Hiccup's car. She figured that maybe he customized and tweaked with his own car. After all, he's not an engineering student for nothing. She looked at their channel's inbox. Hundreds of people already commented on their, well her, new cover song. Her eyes widened with delight.

"Look! They commented!" she squealed.

Merida immediately pushed her way to Rapunzel's side and looked at the laptop. She grinned, "Ah told ye they wood see it!"

"What did they say?" Hiccup asked as he steered the wheel.

Rapunzel bent the laptop screen slightly upward and read the comments to him. Most of them said they were happy that they were finally uploading new videos again and that Rapunzel's voice was still as astounding as ever. Hiccup grinned, "They should be. You put a lot of effort into acting out Jack's counterpart after all."

She blushed, "Y-yeah…"

Merida smirked and nudged her, "Ah oolso noticed how emotionally attached ye wurr while we wurr recording."

"W-what?" she glanced at her, horrified and blushing at the same time.

"Ye like 'im don'cha?" Merida moved her eyebrows in a teasing manner.

Rapunzel absentmindedly played with her hair, "Well, he has a good voice…"

The red head sat back with a proud smile, "Ah knew it!"

She faced her friend with a pouty expression, "But I'm not a fan girl okay? That's a higher level of admiration!"

"Oh, yoor on the way to that level, lassie." Merida smirked. She could only do a pout and look outside the window.


Jack leaned back on the backrest of his queen-sized bed and opened his laptop. Pfft, stars have social life too but of course, he rarely posts about himself. He doesn't have exactly a facebook account (he has a page but he rarely checks it) but he has a youtube channel. Whenever he didn't feel like signing contracts, he would upload his songs on the site instead. He looked at his inbox. There were so many fan mails and requests. He would receive at least a thousand messages from his fans daily. He used to do requests a lot but when got more famous, he rarely had the time to do all of it because from half a hundred requests, it became half a thousand monthly. One time he did a request of a fan and it made all the others envious that they asked him to sing for them or make a song for them. Insane girls…

That night, he felt like listening to slightly old songs that night. He listened to Avril Lavigne, Alanis Morisette, Joan Jett, Pink, Simple Plan, Linkin Park and a few more rock artists. His mood shifted to mellow so he decided to listen to Vanessa Carlton's A Thousand Miles. He was singing along half-heartedly as he scrolled down the page and saw a cover of one of his old songs. Curiosity poked him on his side that he didn't finish the song he was listening to. He waited for the video to load. He read the description and the comments. He became more curious when he saw that it was only uploaded that day but it got a hundred comments already.

"Impressive…" he murmured to himself and scrolled up the page to see who uploaded it, "MHR Productions…" he read. The video finished loading so he clicked on the play button and started listening.

I was thinking 'bout you,

Thinking 'bout me,

Thinking 'bout us,

What we're gonna be

I open my eyes

At the start, it sounded nothing out of the ordinary but then he heard a female voice along with his.

It was only just a dream

Now, a female voice was singing the second part of the chorus. They cut his part and replaced it with this girl's voice. It impressed him. The original video was edited too. Originally, the video would show him alone, him with a girl and the girl with another guy. Now it was he, she, and he with the same girl in the original video. He listened and watched intently. It looked like the girl who half covered the song was broken hearted to see him with a girl. The editing was just so good that it was like the original music video for his song.

When the credits faded in with the last long note, he paused at the name that said 'Rapunzel Sonne'. So that's who made the cover, he thought.

He stared at the name, Interesting…

End of Chapter


Liked it? D: No? Okay. I'll delete this if you don't. Tell me in your review so I'd know the ratio of likes and dislikes. This chapter lacks a lot of stuff, yes, that's why it's boring… and short. But if you do like it, thank you :D

The song Rapunzel covered was Just a Dream by Sam Tsui and Christina Grimmie (Originally sung by Nelly).

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