Yeah, it's short, plus it majorly sucks, so...I don't own Disney, nor does Florairmatylee. Sorry for the long time and no updates! This is why you don't co-write stories with your twin sister- you always end up losing.

"I don't think I can keep this up." Aladdin groaned to his friends. "I have to keep playing like I'm not cool!"

"You're not," Jim joked.

"C'mon, cut the guy some slack," Flynn said. "I get you, my friend. So just tell her who you really are."

"I can't do that," Aladdin said. "If I told her the truth, then..she'd laugh at me."

"So just keep playing as the nerd then," Jim said. "You've only got a few more years to keep playing along. Then when she graduates, you get your school back."

"But we're in the same grade," Aladdin said, confused.

"It doesn't mean you'll graduate." Jim snorted.

"Ali, calm your ass," Flynn said, making Aladdin stare disdainfully at him at his alter ego name. "I have a way with girls. I can give you some pointers; okay?"

"Please," Jim leaned back, his arms behind his head. "If anything, that's me." Flynn and Aladdin started to laugh as Jim sat up. "What?"

"Well, well, well. Hi there blondie." Flynn sat down beside Rapunzel on the bus.

"What are you doing here?" Rapunzel eyed him.

"I could ask the same thing," Flynn said. "Couldn't wait for our date?"

"It is not a date," Rapunzel said.

"Calm down!" Flynn chuckled. "C'mon, why don't I show you one of my favorite places? Give you a little taste of freedom?"

"Where?" Rapunzel asked curiously, letting her guard down.

"A little coffee place," Flynn grinned deviously. "You'll have a hell of a time, I swear it."

"Okay." Rapunzel suddenly smiled. Flynn only glanced at her, shocked by her eagerness, but tried not to show it. The bus slowed, and Flynn got up.

"Here's where we get off," Flynn instructed. Rapunzel cautiously got up as well, clinging onto Flynn's arm for support. Flynn glanced at the curious blond and wondered how he had never noticed her before...

As they descended the steps, Rapunzel slowly let go of his arm, walking tentatively forward. She threw her arms up and twirled around, relishing the feel of the sun. Flynn only gave her a questioning look. When her eyes met his, she smiled.

"Where to?" Rapunzel walked beside him. Flynn shook his head, trying not to appear dazed by how different Rapunzel was...

"Just follow me," Flynn said, walking her to a dimmer, more secluded area of town. He stopped in front of a dingy, run-down building, flinging open the door. Rapunzel gasped aloud. A bunch of guys glared back. Tattooed, heavily built, and all of them with sunglasses and sagging jeans.

"About time we found you, Rider." one of them stood up, whipping off his shades.

"Yeah, we still owe you that knuckle sandwhich we promised." another guy stood up as well, snapping his fingers once. Slowly, the other guys in there rose.

"Guys, guys, guys." Flynn said. "Isn't there a better time for this?" He was backing away slowly, but he glanced at Rapunzel with a smirk, expecting her to run away in fear.

"Stop!" Rapunzel said as they guys surged forward. Surprised, they paused.

"Who's the blond?" one guy grumbled.

"Please don't hurt him; I need him," Rapunzel begged.

"When, for tonight?" one guy joked, and the rest of the room whooped in agreement.

"No offense, girly," one guy said. "But why would you want to get laid by that guy?"

"Laid where?" Rapunzel questioned. Flynn smacked his forehead.

"Look, fellas, we're just passing through," Flynn said, shoving away the matter of Rapunzel's innocence.

"That don't settle nothing," one tall, beefy guy cracked his knuckles.

"Haven't you ever had a dream?" Rapunzel yelled before any fight could commence. "He's helping me fulfill my dream. Please don't hurt him!" The guys exchanged looks and one guy stepped forward, glaring and meeting Rapunzel's eye. Flynn smirked.

"I had a dream once," the guy before Rapunzel admitted. Flynn's jaw dropped. "I wanted to be a pianist when I grew up. Now I can't, because I lost my hand in a rough bar fight. I can still ruff 'em up, though, eh boys?" Hoots and hollers echoed through the place. "It was a nice dream, though, someday maybe I can do it."

"I know you can," Rapunzel said seriously. "Helen Keller's deafness and blindness didn't stop her, did they?"

"Who's Helen Keller?" the guy furrowed a brow.

"Everyone in this room has the chance to do something in their lives that's worthwhile," Rapunzel stood before the boys, hands on her hips. "We all have dreams, values..."

"Even if I want love?" one gangly boy with an acne-ridden face asked.

"Especially then," Rapunzel gave him a warm smile.

"Um, Blondie, shouldn't we go?" Flynn asked quickly, but Rapunzel just started to sing some Alicia Keys song, and everything devolved into chaos. Flynn mentally smacked himself for the oh-so-brilliant plan.

"Here, Tarzan, hold this," Jane handed the boy a book as she pulled several others from the library shelves. Tarzan eyed the book curiously, pinching the cover between two fingers and staring closely at it. Jane turned and giggled at the funny sight. "It's a book, Tarzan, haven't you seen one before? Wow, you'd think you were an alien to this."

"Libro (Book)," Tarzan said confidently.

"No, no, say it like this," Jane said, and she repeated, "Book."

"Book," Tarzan repeated, and Jane broke into a big smile.

"Exactly!" Jane said. "How do you say book in your language, Tarzan?"

"Libro. Book," Tarzan said, shaking the book happily.

"Lib-ro?" Jane echoed. "My, that's a funny word. Let's go; I need to teach you so much!" Jane pulled the tanned boy to a table with her. Tarzan didn't know a word she was saying, but he let himself be fussed over by this strange girl who wanted so much to teach him something.

"¿Para que necesitas esto? (Why do you need this?)" Tarzan asked, glancing at the foreign book.

"It's merely a book on the basic English," Jane said, not knowing what he was saying. "I know you don't know what I'm saying, but I feel like I should say something, right?" She laughed a little nervously, glancing shyly at the handsome boy. Tarzan gazed at the girl with a smile of his own.

"Ariel," Mulan said, her eyes wide. "You lost."

"What?" Ariel poked her head up from the book she was reading. "I lost what?"

"The bet," Mulan said. "You lost the bet-! Ariel, you are dead."

"That's today?" Ariel shrieked. As if on cue, Flynn slid over beside the two girls.

"Say, ladies, care to remind me what day it is?" Flynn smirked. "No, wait- I know very well what day it is."

"Fine; you won," Mulan said. "What's your point?"

"Oh, nothing," Flynn grinned. "Just, now you have to show the cheerleaders and the football players your little shrine, redhead."

"I know," Ariel mumbled.

"Oh come on, can't we have more time?" Mulan pleaded.

"No can do," Flynn said. "I have a rep to protect, and giving you more time to win wouldn't help me, now, would it?"

"Let's get this over with," Ariel said stiffly, and Flynn sauntered off, probably going to get all the cheerleaders and football players.

"You know you don't really have to do anything," Mulan whispered.

"I have to; I'll never forgive myself if I don't," Ariel said.

"I'll never forgive you if you do," Mulan crossed her arms, challenging her best friend.

"Oh come on Mulan, you agreed I could do it. It's your fault too," Ariel reminded her friend.

"Yeah, because I didn't think you would wimp out every time you almost talked to the guy!" Mulan threw her hands in the air in exasperation.

"I'm sorry!" Ariel cried. "I thought I could do it too, but I can't. I can't even tell the guy I'm desperately in love with how I feel-! I'm pathetic, and desperate, and a total failure!" Crying uncontrollably, Ariel threw herself at Mulan. Mulan patted her hair awkwardly, meeting other people's stares apologetically.

"Ariel, you're not any of that," Mulan said. "You're just, um...shy."

"Shy," Ariel echoed, regaining her calm features. "I can live with that." Flynn then walked over to the two girls, trailed by the cheerleaders Vanessa, Aurora, Cinderella, Snow White and Charlotte and the football players Hercules, Shang, John Rolfe, Gaston, Charming and Phillip.

"So, um, what are we here to see?" Hercules asked, rubbing his neck. "We kind of need to get to practice..." Mulan glanced anxiously at Ariel. Flynn smirked. Ariel blew her bangs from her face, biting her lip.

"Yeah, and class starts in like twenty minutes," Aurora said, clapping her hands together once, firmly, her fellow cheerleaders nodding in agreement.

"I have something to show you," Ariel said, and she opened her locker, the door flapping wildly. Ashamed, she hid under her deep red hair, her face matching it perfectly as her shrine was shown.

"Is that... is that Eric?" Cinderella asked curiously.

"Wow, that is sad!" Gaston burst out laughing. "You keep pictures of Eric in your locker?!" Vanessa, through her snickers, began to take a video.

"Smile, Ariel," Vanessa laughed, her hand shaking uncontrollably as the urge to laugh won over.

"Well I don't see anything wrong in it," Snow White said. "She has a crush; so what?"

"Yeah, but she's obsessed," Vanessa snickered. "Wait until Eric sees this!"

"Hey, don't tease my best friend!" Mulan said defensively, her fist clenched as she faced the crowd of people.

"Mulan!" Ariel mumbled, her cheeks aflame. "Don't; it's not worth it..."

"I don't really think Eric would have anything against it," Hercules agreed. "It's not like it's anything bad."

"But it's embarrassing," Vanessa cackled. "And so...pathetic!"

"So she has a crush; so what?" Mulan demanded. "We all have crushes we obsess over!"

"Oh, and what's yours?" Vanessa challenged, training her phone on Mulan, who promptly turned as white as a sheet.

"Yeah, she has a crush," Ariel cut in, pushing her hair back finally. "And she may act like a total idiot around him, and she may never have a chance with him, and she may make a total fool of herself whenever he talks to her-"

"Um, can you get to the point?" Mulan asked, cringing visibly.

"She has a crush she obsesses over," Ariel finished. "And it's none of your business. It's no one's business but hers, and it's no one's business but mine. So I like Eric. Okay, so what if I do? That doesn't matter to anyone but me."

"Way to stay strong," Mulan said proudly, squeezing Ariel's hand encouragingly.

"Losers," Vanessa muttered under her breath, turning off her phone as the cheerleaders began to disband, leaving only the very awkward-feeling football players. And Eric stood there as well, mind blown. Mulan's mouth fell open and Ariel turned a very, very deep red.

"Um, well, your picture display was very, um, impressive," Hercules sugggested, trying to be kind towards Ariel, when realization took over. "Hey, Ariel, your hair is very red... kind of like that girl that saved Eric..."

"That was me," Ariel laughed slightly, brushing her hair from her face.

"Wow, that was...cool!" Hercules said brightly. "I mean, you're a really sleek swimmer; you'd be a great addition to the swim team..." Shang nudged Eric, whose mouth was still hanging open.

"Um, thank you," Eric said. "I-I don't know what would've happened if you weren't there...at the party, you know..."

"Hey, I could've saved you," Hercules cut in, and Shang gave him a playful shove as Hercules cracked a smile.

"Maybe we can talk later," Eric said awkwardly. "About, erm...stuff..."

"Y-Yeah," Ariel said bashfully, but she had a wide smile on her face.

"Or you two can talk now," Mulan pushed Ariel, who fell into Eric's arms. They gazed at each other shyly, Ariel's hands holding his shirt tightly, and Eric's white teeth shown as he smiled suddenly.

"Sure," Eric smiled his charming, perfect, smile and he set Ariel upright. The two walked away and Hercules, Phillip, John Rolfe, Gaston, and Charming walked away quickly, but Shang held back.

"That was brave," Shang said. "What you did, for your friend." He said this to Mulan, who stared wide-eyed in shock, fear, and joy.

"She's my friend; I'd do anything for her," Mulan shrugged, but her cheeks were tinted pink. "I mean, she'd do the same for me, even if it meant embarrassing me in front of everyone, and declaring that I had a crush... to the whole school..."

"It could've been worse," Shang smiled suddenly, which was a rare thing for him; usually he'd be much more serious. "She could've said who your crush was."

"Yeah, you can't get worse than that," Mulan agreed.

"Well class starts in like ten minutes," Shang said. "I should go. See you later, Mulan. And say hi to Ping sometime; I never see him anymore."

"Right, yeah," Mulan wanted to smack herself right then and there. "I'll be sure to tell him."

"Oh, and Mulan?" Shang turned away slightly, another rare smile on his lips. "Whoever he is, he's a lucky guy."

"W-What?" Mulan blanched.

"The guy you have a crush on," Shang said. "He's a lucky guy." With that said, he turned around and walked away.

"Bye..." Mulan called weakly after him, her mind reeling.

Meanwhile, Eric and Ariel walked along in silence, Ariel's blue eyes fixated on Eric time to time again. Eric cleared his throat and Ariel looked away quickly. Finally, he spoke.

"I just have to ask...how did you get those pictures?" Eric asked.

"Oh, uh, school yearbook," Ariel said. "And I might have taken a few with my phone when you weren't looking..."

"Right. Of course." Eric rubbed his neck awkwardly.

"Oh, yeah, and sorry about that," Ariel added hastily.

"So, can I ask for your name?" Eric asked.

"Ariel," Ariel said.

"Nice to meet you, Ariel," Eric said, and they fell back into silence.

"So, does this mean we're dating?" Ariel asked.

"What?" Eric's eyes bugged. "No! I mean, you're a nice girl, Ariel, but it's just that...I'm dating Vanessa."

"You are?" Ariel asked weakly.

"I'm sorry," Eric sighed. "I didn't want to seem like I was...coming onto you or anything. I just wanted to thank you for saving me."

"Right," Ariel said. "Well, um, you're welcome. I'll just go and find Mulan; class starts soon, anyway..."

"Yeah," Eric said, and they moved away from each other, Ariel's face burning in embarrassment.

"Hey, how'd it go?" Mulan asked as Ariel walked up to her. "Did you finally get your dream talk with Eric?"

"He's dating Vanessa," Ariel said. "I thought he would like me when he found out I was the one who saved him, or something crazy like that, I don't know..."

"Well, it's not like we're living in a fairytale, Ariel," Mulan said softly. "He doesn't know what he's missing, okay?"

"I just never liked any guy so much," Ariel sighed. "Hey, Mulan?"

"Yeah?" Mulan said.

"We need to change my image," Ariel said.

"What?" Mulan stared at her friend questioningly.

"You remember when Eric told you what he liked in a girl, right?" Ariel asked.

"Well yeah, but-" Mulan said.

"So we need to change me into that girl," Ariel cut her off. "Please! Help me?"

"Ariel, this will end up in such a disaster..." Mulan groaned.

"So you're in?" Ariel's face lit up.

"I hate my life," Mulan sighed as Ariel tugged Mulan away, already ready to begin conspiring.

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