Rapunzel would have given anything to have Meg gone. It was a strange feeling since she had never truly disliked anyone before Meg fell in to Thomas' life. How Thomas and Hercules could both be hung up on this girl, baffled Rapunzel. Sure, she was hot, but she was bad news. She was a cheater and a bitch and her best friends were Vanessa, Hades and Gaston- the worst kids in school. The sooner Thomas got his closure from her and moved on, the better. Meg was snake's venom and she needed to be sucked out of Thomas' life before she killed him.

Rapunzel hammered out the last notes of "Uma Thurman" by Fall Out Boy and Meg's garage became quiet.

"Great practice!" Vanessa announced. "We're gonna rock Saturday night."

"That's all for tonight," Meg told them, as she set her guitar on the stand. "But, remember: we're practicing every day this week to get ready for Saturday night, so everyone needs to be back here tomorrow."

Rapunzel turned off her keyboard and walked over to where Flynn was crouched on the floor, putting his bass in its case. Vanessa, Meg and Jim headed out the side door, leaving the two of them alone.

"I can't believe we're actually playing at Pleasure Island," Flynn said, standing up.

"Yeah," Rapunzel agreed.

Flynn arched an eyebrow at her. "Are you all right? You've seemed distracted since lunch."

Rapunzel shrugged. "I guess I am, a little. I don't think Thomas is over Meg. And it drives me crazy because he can do so much better than her."

"That's not really your call, babe."

Rapunzel shook her head. "I know. But, someone's gotta look after him."

Flynn laughed and put his arm over her shoulders. "No they don't. He's seventeen; he can take care of himself. Ya know, there comes a point in every mother's life where she has to let go and-"

Rapunzel swatted him away. "Shut up! I'm not acting like his mother!"

"You're trying to control who he dates," Flynn pointed out.

Rapunzel sighed. "I just don't want him to get hurt again. And she's going to hurt him if he gets back with her."

"He'll live." Flynn shrugged. "Besides, maybe it's not a relationship he's after."

Rapunzel eyed him suspiciously. "What do you mean?"

"Meg's hot. And she's been around, I'm guessing. Sex with her was probably awesome. I'm sure that's all Thomas is after."

Rapunzel gaped at her boyfriend, stunned. "I don't know what bothers me more: the fact that you think about sex with Meg or that you honestly think Thomas would do that with her."

Flynn laughed out loud. "Of course he did. Look at her."

"Thomas did not have sex with Meg." Rapunzel shuttered in disgust. "And I'd appreciate it if you'd stop saying she's hot. I'm your girlfriend, remember?"

Flynn wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. "Relax. I have no interest in doing anything with Meg; I'm just stating a fact. She's hot and that's why he isn't over her; you don't have to worry about him being in love with her or anything."

Rapunzel stepped away from him. "I know you think you're helping, but you're really not. So, let's just stop talking about Meg."

"Fair enough. You wanna go get something to eat?"

"I can't. I have get home and do a little extra cheerleading practice; I'm so far behind the other girls and we have a game Friday night."

Flynn led Rapunzel out the side door of the garage and out to his car. "How does it feel to be back on the squad?"

"Amazing!" Rapunzel opened the passenger side door and got in. "It feels great to have some normalcy back. And the squad is way better with Charlotte as the captain instead of Helga."

Flynn chuckled as he backed out of the driveway. "The whole school is better without Helga."

XXX

Jasmine was just paying for the pizzas she ordered when Phoebus pulled into her driveway. She waved and left the front door open as she headed inside. She set the pizzas on the floor in front of the couch where she had already set out some plates and napkins. Phoebus came in a few seconds later, closing the door behind him.

"What do you want to drink?" Jasmine asked him.

Phoebus plopped down on the floor. "Whatever you've got is fine."

Jasmine nodded and walked into the kitchen. By the time she got a couple bottles of Coke and returned to the living room, Phoebus had demolished two slices of the sausage pizza. Jasmine handed him a Coke and sat down next to him. She grabbed her Roku remote and pulled up Netflix. She scrolled through her recently watched titles until she found The Walking Dead.

"How much have you seen?" Jasmine asked him.

"All of it. I watch it every week when it's new."

Jasmine nodded. "I just started watching it over the summer. I think I'm about halfway through season four."

"That's fine." Phoebus leaned over and grabbed another slice of pizza.

Jasmine queued up the next episode and pressed play. "So, you got any plans for Labor Day weekend this weekend?"

Phoebus thought for a moment as he chewed his pizza. "Not really."

"Flynn's band is playing at Pleasure Island Saturday night. I think we're going."

"That's cool. Last night Esmeralda mentioned having a pool party on Labor Day. Not sure where, though, since she doesn't have a pool."

Jasmine felt her stomach sink. "Shoot."

"What's the matter?"

"She's gonna ask to have it here; I guarantee it." Jasmine shook her head and dropped her crust on the box. "Well, not ask. Insist."

"It could be fun."

"No way. There'll end up being alcohol and my dad will kill me. My dad has a zero tolerance for alcohol. He'll completely cut me off from his money."

Phoebus winced. "That's rough."

Jasmine slumped back against the couch. "So much for an Esmeralda-free night."

"I'll deal with it later. No more talk of relationship drama tonight."

Jasmine picked up a slice of cheese pizza. "So how are things with you, ya know, otherwise?"

Phoebus closed the now empty sausage pizza box. "I can't complain."

"Oh, good; glad to hear it. Are you still doin' that whole MMA thing?"

Phoebus nodded as he started in on the cheese pizza. "I'm surprised you even knew that."

"Esmeralda told me about it when you first started dating. She said you had taken her to the roof of the gym on Valentine's Day."

Phoebus nodded, his eyes fixed on the screen where Michonne and Carl were searching for supplies in a neighborhood. "Well, I'm still doing it. I was undefeated this summer. I actually have a meet next weekend."

"That's cool. Is Esmeralda gonna go."

"No. I can't even tell you the last time she came to one of my meets."

Jasmine bit her lip. "I'm sorry."

Phoebus chuckled and shook his head. "Don't be. It's no big deal."

An uncomfortable silence fell over them. It was only then that Jasmine realized she didn't know what else to talk to him about. They had never really hung out alone before- it was always during double dates and Esmeralda and Aladdin were always there. Jasmine didn't really know anything about him.

"We should hang out more," Jasmine said.

Phoebus looked over at her. "I'd like that."