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Just thought I'd add whos in what year.

Alice, Peter, Mowgli, Disney Fairies, Wendy and Arthur - FRESHMEN

The Bimbettes & Snow White - SOPHOMORE

Mulan, Ariel, Anna, Jasmine, Rapunzel, Kristoff, Kuzco, Kronk, - JUNIORS

Tiana, Esmeralda, Pocahontas, Phoebus, Aladdin, Hercules, Meg, Lottie, Belle, Adam, Gaston and Hans, Phillip, Charming and Cinderella Aurora- SENIORS

so there are basically all seniors and all main characters are in the two older years.

Chapter Three: Addition to the Juniors

Mulan hurried through the corridor, her bag was flying behind her and her face was beetroot red, working up a sweat. She was late for music class with Mr Sebastian Crab and if there was one thing he hated it was bad punctuality. It wasn't like Mulan to be late... well actually that was a huge lie. It was exactly like Mulan to be late. She never meant it, she felt as though she were born with the unlucky lateness. She always found herself at least one minute behind. Before she knew it, she'd been running down the road. It was only the second day but she knew her attendance couldn't suffer a flop. Her mother had taken the liberty of reminding her that she had to sign up for some clubs to which Mulan replied a blunt 'Yes' and had to really refrain from moaning. She looked at the curricular board yesterday but it was only the first day and no clubs had kickstarted yet.

She skidded around the corner and straight into the music room where the class were sat but luckily, she had made it just in time. Mr Crab was nowhere to be seen and everybody was sat, chatting amongst themselves and on their phones.

"Mulan!" Anna waved "Over here!" Mulan was relieved to see her there actually. She wasn't sure she'd be in this class this term. Jasmine wasn't, she opted for textiles instead claiming she wasn't that fond of singing. Mulan knew that if she went anywhere even remotely near a sewing machine she'd lose a finger. Anna took textiles last year and made two successful dolls of her and Elsa but wanted to try something new this year.

"Isn't Ariel in this class?" Mulan asked, peeling her cardigan off. Anna just shrugged but at that moment Mr Crab swaggered in. He always wore brightly coloured clothes like a jazzy singer in oranges and reds, 20's style suits with braces and hats.

"Morning class" he greeted in a heavy Jamaican accent before he began reading the register but he sighed halfway down the list before reading.

"Ariel Triton?" he called, an exasperated expression.

Silence.

"Ariel?" he repeated

Silence.

"Someone has got to nail that girl's feet to the floor" he muttered but as if on cue, Ariel rushed into the room.

"I'm so sorry Mr Crab-" Ariel started.

"Just sit down" he said, waving her off. Ariel and Mr Crab had a strange relationship. Since they had been young, the Triton sisters were pushes into clubs by their father. All seven of them were spectacular swimmers, Aquata had furthered her swimming and love of water, Arista played the saxophone and excelled, Adella was a terrific dancer and all of them had lovely singing voices but it was obvious to anybody that Ariel had the most beautiful voice. Since freshman year, they had all attended Crab's choir lessons but Ariel, always so entertained and amused with other things, was often late to rehearsals and to performances.

Mr Crab continued his register and then cleared his throat, running them through class rules and regulations. They were all given new textbooks, decided between them a theme for the semester and whether anyone wanted to learn an instrument and if so they should put their name down on Mr Crab's door at the end of the lesson. As they all began filing out of the class after the long hour of rules, Mr Crab flew his hands up into the air.

"Oh!" he cried, "Remember the school play this year! Clopan and I are teaming up to do a musical!"

A musical? School production? Now that would be extra-curricular.

As music class commenced, Jasmine sat by herself in textiles. Miss De'Vil was a tall and flimsy woman who only dressed in huge fur coats, flimsy heels and powdered red eyeshadow. She looked like a worn-out wannabe 40's model complete with an Audrey Hepburn style cigarette on a stick.

"This year you are juniors and any bad behaviour won't be tolerated. Senior year is not far away" she warned.

Jasmine sighed, rolling her eyes. How many times were they going to hear that?

"Excuse me, can I sit here?" a voice squeaked and Jasmine looked to see a new girl with a pixie cut and vibrant green eyes hovering beside her.

"Of course" Jasmine smiled, "all of my friends are in music class"

"Oh, I see" Rapunzel nodded "well I always preferred something a little more practical"

De'Vil took her own seat and showed a dull PowerPoint on sewing techniques whilst everyone scribbled down notes.

"I'm Rapunzel by the way" she whispered, a feeble attempt at making a proper friend.

"Jasmine" Jasmine flashed a smile, "are you new?"

"Yeah I just moved here"

"What was your old school like then?"

"Actually... I was home-schooled"

Jasmine tried to hide a frown, she didn't want to stereotype but home-schooled kids usually had weird reputations.

"I enjoyed it but schools a lot different. I haven't made any friends yet but I think I'm starting to get a hang of lessons and the building and stuff"

Jasmine frowned a little, empathising. She seemed so naïve and kind, it couldn't hurt, could it? After all, she herself was practically steps away from home-schooling too what with her protective father.

"Listen, you should come and sit with me and my friends at lunch" Jasmine offered and suddenly a light washed over the girl's face. She lit up, practically glowing.

"Really!" she almost yelled, "Well, yes! Yes! If you don't mind!"

"Don't be silly, you'll hit it off with us for sure" Jasmine said genuinely, Rapunzel was already reminding her of Anna.

"Oh, Jasmine this is so kind" Rapunzel beamed.

Jasmine smiled and began taking notes again. Kind? Hmm... now that wasn't a word she was often described as. 'Outspoken' and 'Self Righteous' sure, but never kind. Maybe it was time for a change.

The second bell rang signalling 2nd lesson and teenagers moped through the corridors to their next lesson. It was only 10am and quite an ungodly hour for students who'd just come off their summer break.

"History for the second day in a row" Tiana said, filling in beside Pocahontas "Senior year is going to kill me"

"Bit dramatic, no?" Pocahontas asked

"Nope" Tiana retorted somewhat sarcastic "I'm practically dead already"

"And they say the education system is fine" muttered Esmeralda.

"Settle down" Hades said, looking worse and more tired than usual with huge bags under his eyes and a deathly, wrinkled expression. In fact, in Esmeralda's experiences told her he looked hungover.

"Listen I-I'm not feeling very well today" the grey teacher stood up, rubbing his temples "turn to page 45 and answer the questions. Next lesson we'll do a class quiz"

He sat down straight away and rested on his chair as everyone flicked the ancient textbooks to the correct page.

"Do I smell a hangover?" Phoebus whispered,

"In my rat speaking experiences, yes" Aladdin agreed and Flynn, Esmeralda and Pocahontas nodded.

"God forbid anyone misbehave today" Pocahontas said with a look at Flynn.

"I never misbehave!" he cried defensively, and each of his friends looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Shut up" he said to their silence.

After about thirty minutes Hades stood up and walked around the classroom, whether to check on his students or just to stop his head spinning, the class couldn't tell, either way everybody avoided his gaze. It wasn't until he reached Elsa's desk was there a problem.

"What on EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" he yelled causing a wave of shudder throughout the class and she looked up, paler than what anyone thought was possible, with a very frightened expression.

"The questions, Sir" she practically whispered

"You're on page 47... and I was sure I said 45"

"Yes, Sir"

Hades grew worse, "Well why go ahead?". Elsa sunk into her chair as he spoke, "You think you're smarter than everyone?"

"What a jerk" Aladdin murmured "she looks scared to death"

"SPEAK UP" Hades boomed to the now watery-eyed Elsa,

"Hey Sir?" a voice was heard and every single head turned from the corner where Elsa was over to the other side of the room. Hades' eye twitched almost uncontrollably with fury as he turned and stared at the source of the voice.

Hercules was stood up and looking a lot braver then he felt. He drew a deep breath and gulped before he opened his dry mouth, "the instructions weren't clear on what to do after we'd finished and there's only three questions"

Megara winced. This was not a good idea. Did he think he was some kind of Wonder Boy?

"Why" Hades began talking, uncharacteristically slow "do you think it's OK to interrupt me?" he yelled.

"Because" Hercules said, stammering, but Hades was nearing red and Hercules wasn't feeling courageous anymore "because..."

"Because you are so clearly wrong, Mr Gray!" Flynn stood up, playing hero now, casually insulting his teacher "I mean c'mon! Three questions in an hour? Even I did them"

Esmeralda looked down at Flynn's blank sheet of paper and tutted.

"RIDER. OUT. NOW." Mr Gray barely breathed, Megara was sure steam shot out of his ears. Flynn jumped a bit before he slung his jacket over his shoulder and headed out of the door.

"AND YOU" he pointed at Hercules who grabbed his bag and left too. Hades then turned and leaned over, he brought himself right up into Elsa's face.

"And you" he sneered quietly. Elsa scampered for her belongings before she almost ran from the room in panic.

As soon as the door slammed shut Hades turned to the classroom, his shoulders seemed to untense a little now, "Anyone else have anything to say?"

The class was silent.

"Good" he said, turning his back on them.

"What a douche bag" Phoebus muttered and Esmeralda chuckled, "he had it coming" she responded.

Hades looked up from his desk. He didn't yell. He didn't sneer or go pink. He stared straight into them and uttered three words.

"Principal's Office. Now"

Elsa fell into the corridor and stood awkwardly staring up at Hercules and Flynn, "thanks guys... I...err... really appreciate it" she said with a small, blundering smile.

"No problem" Hercules said, "that guys had it in for me since we met"

"I was just bored" Flynn shrugged.

Elsa chuckled, "Well... I appreciate it" she nodded.

"I'm Flynn" Flynn pulled a toothy grin.

"Hercules" Hercules saluted,

"I'm Elsa" she said, "I guess I'm gonna head off and get a snack since I won't be back to class anytime soon"

"Sure, I'll join you. Come on, Herc" Flynn said. The three rebels headed down the corridor toward the cafeteria.

Meg sat at her empty table, somewhat missing the bulging arm next to her. She appreciated the way that Hercules had stood up to Hades like that. It was obvious the new girl was timid, not that she cared, but she admired the heroic attitude. Maybe Wonder Boy really was just that. A Wonder Boy.

Jasmine led Rapunzel through the crowds and into the Junior common room. At Disney High, the juniors and seniors were allowed their own rooms and the other years made do with the cafeteria and benches outside. It made them all feel that bit more grown up now they'd advanced from old wooden seats to their own, ten-year-old beanbags.

"Hey Jasmine! Oh! Who's this?" Ariel asked, sunk into a bean bag with a sandwich in her hand.

"This is Rapunzel, she's new" Jasmine explained, sitting amongst them.

"Oh, Hey! I'm Ariel, and this is Mulan"

Mulan moved along on the dusty old sofa making way for Rapunzel, "Hey! Cute hair! Come sit down!"

"Thank you!" Rapunzel plopped beside her, in awe at how sweet everyone was being. Was it seriously this easy to make friends? If so, she had chosen the best of the lot!

"That's Anna by the way" Mulan pointed to Anna who was stood by the trash can trying to open her candy.

"I'll help her out" Jasmine said, leaving Rapunzel in good company and heading for Anna. "Need help?"

Anna pouted and handed over her chocolate, "Oh please!"

"Who's that?" Anna asked, glancing at her friends and spotting the newcomer.

"Rapunzel, she's new"

"She looks cute"

"Yeah, she's nice, I think you'll like her- AHA!" Jasmine cried, tearing apart the tricky wrapper but as she did, the chocolate jumped from the packet and landed neatly in the trash besides a spilt carton of juice and an old tub of salad.

"Ew" the girls said in union.

"I'm sorry, Anna" Jasmine fretted "Here!" she pulled a dollar from her back pocket "go and get one from the vending machine"

"Jasmine, it's OK, honestly"

Jasmine just shoved the dollar in her friend's hand insistently, Anna skipped off saying another thank you. Down in the cafeteria, Anna stood indecisively by the vending machine tilting her head side to side in consideration.

"Fudge... mint... Oreos" she muttered to herself,

"Having trouble?" Anna heard a smooth voice drool from behind her and turned quickly, wobbling on her feet slightly as she did. She found her balance before giggling nervously.

"Whoa, careful!" the red-haired boy warned, helping her stand straight once more. She giggled again, "Oh, Hi!". It was Hans! Hans South! Finally! He was speaking to her! He'd followed her Instagram and added her Facebook over summer and ever since she'd been absolutely crushing on his selfies. Not to mention he was a senior on the soccer team, how much dreamier could he be?

"Here" he offered, tapping out numbers into the machine. Anna watched carefully as his chosen chocolate fell out and lent down to pick up the Snickers bar. She had to admit, they weren't her favourite and as it fell from the top shelf it broke in two but she thanked him anyway.

"I'll be seeing you then" she backed off a little, secretly hoping he'd continue the conversation.

"I hope so" he said with a wink and Anna squealed, rushing off back to the common room to tell her friends all about it.