For the record, I just want to state that I'm not sure if I'm going to add another chapter with Snow White in this or not. I know she was in the first chapter –with an extremely small part-, but she's not one of my favoritest Disney princesses and she doesn't give me much to go on. We'll see. Anyways . . . I now present . . . Chapter 4!

(The same goes for Pocahontas and Esmeralda).

OOC may ensue

(Oh and btw, the part about Mulan's "new cell" is because in the last chapter Yao called her home phone. I forgot about that until I already had the chapter going, so I improvised.)

Disclaimer: All ownership belongs to the rightful creator.

It was half an hour later that Jasmine realized she had been reading the same paragraph repeatedly. Deciding she had studied enough for one night, she closed her History text and shoved it back into her book bag.

She moved from her desk chair to the window and stared out at the orange and purple streaked sky. Soon the sun would set completely and the moon would take its place and pierce the midnight-blue sky with its eerie white glow.

The sound of her cell going off made her jump, startled. She picked her cell phone up from her bed and saw that she had one text. Who would be texting me? No one knows my number, she thought, confused and then she remembered that she had given Mulan her number before school ended.

Hey Jas, what's up?

Jasmine smiled slightly at the nickname as she replied: Nothing much, just studying or . . . attempting to. How about u?

It didn't take long for her to get a reply.

Well, I'm not studying. That's for sure. I'm just trying out my new cell. It works!

So this was just a text test? R u saying you're not interested in my everyday life? Jasmine pressed send and smirked lightly. She had vaguely remembered Mulan telling her to call her on her home phone, because of lack of cellular device.

Talk about coincidence, she thought just as she received another text.

What r u talking about? Of course I do! Anyways, my parents finally broke down and got one for me. It was mostly my dad's idea. He was all: I want u 2 be with it and . . . something about being "funky-fresh". I don't know. It was weird. So r parents. . . .

Jasmine chuckled. Sorry, I can't relate. I'd luv 2 meet your parents one day though.

The next text she got made a grin appear across her face. No u wouldn't, trust me on that. I got 2 go, ttyl.

Ttfn, Jasmine sent in reply before flipping her cell closed and dropped onto her bed. She had thought it would've been weeks before she found a new "BFF" to text.

She smiled inwardly and suddenly wondered if Mulan would tell her all she knew about Aladdin. After all, what are friends for?

The smell of coffee filtered around the Blue Jay Café. Tiana was taking an order when a boy around her age took it upon himself to cut up front.

When she realized who the boy was, she scowled in annoyance. Its bad enough I have to see this jerk at school, she thought bitterly.

There were yells of anger from the other customers. "Go to the back of the line, Naveen," she hissed.

Naveen squinted at her. "Do I know you?"

"Oh no, we've just gone to the same school for, like, nearly three years," she snapped sarcastically.

He looked her up and down –which was kind of hard with the counter hiding her from the waist down. "Is that any way to treat a customer?"

"If the customer's you, then yes," was her sharp reply.

"Hey, buddy, you can't just cut," a gruff man said from behind him.

Naveen didn't bat an eye. "I think I'm privileged to do whatever I want, seeing as my father could put you out of business and financially ruin your life."

Tiana's blood began to boil as these disrespectful words left his mouth. Just as a few risky choice of words were about to leave her mouth –ones that could possibly get her fired, her boss arrived after hearing the commotion.

"What is going on here?" Facilier asked.

"This kid cut to the front," the gruff man said. "And he threatened me."

Facilier turned his head toward Naveen. "Why, Naveen, it's so good to see you," he said. "How's your father's banking business going?"

"It's going," Naveen replied with a smug look.

"That's fantastic, we must talk about it over lunch sometime," he said and turned to Tiana. "Tiana, be a dear and get him his usual –a double latte." He glanced at Naveen for confirmation. Once Naveen gave a nod, he continued, "And it's on the house."

There were cries of outrage from the other customers.

"But, he . . ." Tiana began, but she was quickly cut off.

"Remember who controls your hours and paycheck," Facilier advised her with narrowed eyes.

". . . Fine . . ." Tiana sighed in defeat. She shot Naveen a hateful look before going to the coffee dispenser.

A few customers stayed put, eager for a drink, but most of them stormed out. Facilier didn't even seem to mind as he chatted idly with Naveen.

Tiana had to fight to keep her grip around the paper cup loose. She handed Naveen his drink. "It's about time," he murmured, practically yanking it out of her hand.

She didn't even bother to tell him anything. She just stood there, seething quietly to herself. I hate him, she thought. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.

Although she was unaware of it, her life was going to take a turn toward cliché and she was going to end up falling for the arrogant rich boy.

Okay, so I haven't updated in forever. I actually already had this chapter going, but I wanted to try and put in a few more characters, but couldn't think of anything to write about them, so I only got in Jasmine and Tiana-with a little bit of Mulan.

Anyways, I decided to leave this the way it was and just upload it. I'll try to write more in the next chapter and update it sooner.

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