Rapunzel could hardly sit still in her Art class. Madame Bonfamille was telling a story about what it had been like growing up in Paris, France. Normally Rapunzel found Madame Bonfamille's stories fascinating, but today they were supposed to start actually drawing, and Rapunzel couldn't wait. There was only twenty minutes left of the class, and they still hadn't started painting. Rapunzel looked around the room at the other students. They all looked bored, and most of them were watching the clock; except Jane. Jane sat next to Rapunzel, and was one of the only other students who actually enjoyed the class. Almost everybody else in the class were seniors who just needed an extra credit to graduate. Jane was listening to Madame Bonfamille's story and drawing the Eiffel Tower on one of the empty sheets of paper in her notebook. Jane's drawings were always careful and precise; she could draw anything and it would look exactly like the original object, or person; whereas Rapunzel always put her own spin on it. That was why Madame Bonfamille partnered them up for the semester. She hoped they would rub off on each other. Neither of them liked that idea, they didn't think someone should tell them how to create their own art.

Finally, Madame Bonfamille told everyone to take out their sketch books. The desks were all set up in a circle, and Madame Bonfamille walked into the center of it to a small wooden table. She set a bowl of plastic fruit on the table.

"Class ends in ten minutes," Madame Bonfamille said. "You have until the bell rings to draw as much of this bowl of fruit as you can. Of course, you won't be able to finish it before the bell rings, so this weekend you will bring home your sketchbooks and finish the drawing the by memory."

Groans filled the classroom, but Rapunzel just got more excited.

Madame Bonfamille continued, "Monday you will turn in a completed drawing; that includes color. You may use anything you like to color your drawing: crayons, markers, paint, colored pencils, chalk, anything you'd like. This is a chance for you to be creative."

Rapunzel anxiously tapped her sketch book with her pencil. When Madame Bonfamille gave them permission to start, Rapunzel let out a small, excited squeal that only she and Jane could hear. Jane looked over at her and smiled. Rapunzel smiled back, then quickly got to work. She made an outline of the bowl and the fruit inside: apple, pear, kiwi, grapes, pineapple, cherries and a strawberry. The bell rang then and Rapunzel made a mental note to add glitter to the plastic fruit in her "memory". She packed up her stuff, then went to meet up with Ariel and Charlotte for Science.

Rapunzel and Ariel got to the class at the same time, and Charlotte was already there. They took their seats next to her and Charlotte immediately started talking about some guy she ran into that she was convinced was "the one".

"He's perfect!" Charlotte gushed. "Tall, dark hair, tan skin, beautiful smile. And, oh my god, the dimples! He looks like a real-life prince."

Rapunzel and Ariel giggled.

"What's his name?" Ariel asked.

Before Charlotte could respond, the bell rang and class started. Rapunzel couldn't help thinking how perfect it was that Ariel and Charlotte were best friends; they were both boy crazy, and were easily carried away. Charlotte was loud and talkative, while Ariel was probably the shyest person Rapunzel had ever met. They complimented each other very well.

Rapunzel started thinking about her own best friend, Thomas. She hadn't really been able to see him much that week and she missed him. She was glad he was coming to the came that night. He wasn't into sports at all, but he still came to every home game to support her. He was the best friend she could ever ask for.

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Meg and Hades hung out outside the locker rooms before PE started. The gym was pretty much at the center of the school, so everybody had to walk by it. Hades enjoyed picking on the freshmen as they walked by; it made him happy to destroy their self-esteem. He called each of the freshman boys Pain and called each of the freshman girls Panic, and referred to the whole freshman class as Demons. Meg smiled as she thought about how as a freshman Hades had bullied the seniors.

"You going to the party tomorrow night?" Hades asked Meg.

Meg laughed. "Definitely not."

Hades nodded, but didn't look at Meg. "Yes you are."

"Excuse me?"

"I need to go to that party and I don't want to go alone, so you're going with me," Hades said.

"No I'm not."

"Listen, Nutmeg, I know you need me to keep you out of the social limelight around here. So, as long as I continue to go along with this and protect you, you have to do me some favors once in awhile." Hades paused. "I guess you could say that as long as you need me, I own you." He winked at her.

"Damn it, Hades," Meg muttered. He was right, so she may as well just give in. She definitely did not want to be on his bad side. "Why do you need to go to this party? I thought you hated these people just as much as I do."

"I do. But, I'm gonna ask out this girl tonight."

Meg was shocked. She never really saw Hades as the dating type. She was definitely going to the party, this she couldn't miss. "Who is it?" she asked him.

"Gothel."

Meg raised an eyebrow at him, trying to figure out if he was serious. Gothel was popular because her best friend was the most popular girl in school, Vanessa. But, she was the most self-centered person Meg had ever met. She did everything she had to to get what she wanted, and didn't care who she stepped on in the process. Meg could see why Hades would be interested in her, but at the same time physically she wasn't his type. Gothel wasn't ugly, she was just average looking. Hades usually went for girls who looked like Esmeralda or Jasmine.

"All right, Hades, I'll go. But, you have to pick me up," Meg said.

Hades nodded, then went into the boys' locker room. Meg went into the girls' locker room, changed quickly, then headed into the gym. When everyone was present, Coach Philoctetes (or Coach Phil, if he liked you), began the warm ups. Meg loved PE. When she was dating Hercules she would go to the gym with him everyday after school and on the weekends. Working out became one of her favorite things to do. After they broke up, Meg continued to work out a lot, but not as much. She wanted to maintain her toned body, but didn't want her muscles to get too big. The only thing Meg didn't like was running, because it was proven to reduce the size of women's' breasts. Right now, Meg was a B-cup, but she wasn't done developing, yet, and she really wanted to get to a C-cup. Running would not allow that to happen.

As Meg stretched, she wondered how Hades was planning on asking out Gothel. Would he demand that she go out with him? Would he be awkward about it like all other teenage boys? Or would he be romantic? Meg laughed. No, she thought. Hades is incapable of being romantic. Meg imagined he'd probably act like he didn't care whether or not she actually went out with him and would say something like, "Hey, Gothel babe, go out with me tomorrow night?"

Meg didn't know Gothel very well, and wasn't sure if she'd actually go out with him. But, she was kinda rooting for him. Hades was her best friend, after all.