A/N: Gosh guys I've actually been writing. I think this chapter will be a little longer than they usually are, since I actually tried a little bit to make Ariel's part instead of bullcrapping like I normally do. Okay, question time.

rose: ''whats with Flynn'' okay I totally bullcrapped their breakup and I'm sorry. Flynn didn't lie (I think that answers several questions) about being Rory's man from the internet. She assumed it was him. She asks him in the chapter we meet him '4estRider? Rider?' and he responds with a yes because Rider is his last name. He really only dated Rory because she was a princess, and his anger was another class thing about Princesses hardly ever dating anyone but Princes. ''what's with tiana'' this chapter will answer that. ''whose the witch'' I vaguely describe her. One was gothel, obviously, and the other was Ursula. (purple skin, white hair, red lips, seashell necklace) she looks a little different in this because again it's an all human story so do with that what you will.

My friend Christine asked about Alice and the Hatter. I watched both movies this weekend. It's more like original Alice and the new Hatter if you've seen both movies. She also asked about Alice's sister because Alice says something like ''I don't want to end up like my sister''. I can't remember her correct name now, but I was in the play several years ago and will have to dig up my old teeshirt. In the new movie her name is Margaret. She's basically saying her sister was kind of a say yes to anything girl but very rule oriented. She marries a man who doesn't even like her, and cheats on her in the new movie. So basically Alice is scared of being forgotten and labeled an outcast. I mention the Hatter's name being Mattie, but in the new movie it's Terrance, so I may mention something next chapter to incorporate both.

Ready?

(Merida)

"Hey, watch where you're sticking that thing, Al!"

Aladdin, however, didn't stop, a repeated poked me with the end of his pencil. Hard.

About the thousandth time it dug into my arm I reached down to snap the pencil between my fingers, causing Al to groan.

"Merida! That was my only pencil!"

I snorted. "And what are you going to do about it, Ally?" I teased.

"I'll tell you what I'm gonna do about it," he said, mimicking my rising and falling Scottish accent. He reached forward and plucked a pencil from behind my ear. I blinked.

"How long has that been there?" I asked. He shrugged.

"Few days now," he murmured, going back to his homework, only paying half attention to his lunch tray.

"Hey," he said quietly. "I'm going to be late to the party tonight. I have to bring some stuff over to Abu that our Uncle Gene sent us."

"I'll run over to the primary academy with you if you want," I said through a mouth full. "You know I love your brother."

Aladdin gave me one of those heartbreaking smiles. "I know. But you go and have fun, kay?"

I nodded, rolling my eyes. "Whatever, dork."

"Wear something sexy," he said as I rose to dump our trays.

I snorted. "Too bad I'm asexual, huh?"

He rolled his eyes, and I felt them on my back as I walked away. It sucked. Everyone told it to me and I couldn't pretend it wasn't true anymore.

He took my hand when I returned, and I let him, attending to my own homework. His thumb brushed across my knuckles.

Aladdin was in love with me. And I couldn't bring one cell of my being to care.

(Ariel)

Auditions. I'd never had to do them back home when we had concerts. Once I had been old enough, Sebastian had let me have most of the leads over my sisters. Just thinking about them made my heartbreak.

I shook them off, focusing back to the sheet music in my hand, letting my knees knock together in nervousness.

It felt so odd, nervousness. At least over singing. I'd never been nervous singing at home.

But this was Eric. I hadn't seen him since I was young, maybe when I was six and he had been thirteen, playing with my sisters and I. Eric made me nervous on principle. When I came to the academy to find love...I never thought I'd find him.

The nervousness set into my bones and stomach, and I remembered only feeling this way once, standing, watching them sink my mother's corpse into the sea...

I glanced up to see a smiling Snow walk out of the theatre, patting my knee on her way out. It was odd...she was so nervous before...

"Ariel?"

When I heard his voice my head snapped up and my legs, almost on their own accord, lead me into the theater.

He was sitting in the middle of the audience and as I made my way to the stage, he whistled.

"No! Come sit with me!" He was smiling broadly and I felt my heart starting to leap out of my chest. He remembered me. He must have, the way be was smiling, urging me forward.

His feet were propped up on the seat in front of him, and his hand was patting the seat next to him.

"Ariel, right?" He smiled at me. I nodded vigorously, flopping down beside him. He pushed a hand to his mouth to keep from snickering at my action. "That's kinda pretty."

I flushed deeply. "Me?"

He blinked, laughing loudly. "I meant your name."

I looked down, feeling the embarrassment creep into me. This is not how I saw my audition going.

"Um, not that you aren't pretty."

My head shot up.

He was red, his eyes flitting almost nervously around the room. "You're very pretty-beautiful-um..." he cleared his throat, finally glancing at me. "Well, I called you in for more of an interview than an audition. See, a lead has to have more than talent. They have to have leadership. They need to be caring and motherly of their cast. Understand?"

I nodded, feeling self conscious suddenly.

"Good. So, let's hear your backstory."

I flushed deeply, feeling the pink creep down my neck and to my chest.

"Um, where do you want me to start?"

He smiled. "Anywhere. You'll find it will get easier the longer you talk."

He touched my hand, squeezing it, and my heart slammed loudly in my chest. "O-okay," I cleared my head, closing my eyes. I could see the golden castle now, rising out of the island on the sea, just two hours swim to the main land. The island wasn't large but held many people and creatures, to which my father was the ruler of. My sisters and I swam always and often, Mother and Daddy alway seemed to find a way out of working to come and play with us. I remembered the many plays we'd put on with my sisters and Sebastian directing them. I'd played Juliet and Peter Pan and we'd written our own and we all had been leads.

I remembered playing with Flounder, a friend of mine from the village, on the beach and coming home covered in star sand. Sebastian had been furious when we'd tracked it all through the great hall.

Then Mom had left on the on the ship. Just to go see her friends across the bay.

And the pirates had come to the bay, and captured the ship.

They'd asked for money, more money than we could give. The villagers even pooled their money to save their Queen.

But it was no use.

In the end her body had end up washed upon the shore, bloated and blue. Daddy had never let me see her body. I'm glad all I had to remember was her orange and pink sunset glow around her.

I didn't know I'd been crying till I felt Eric pull me to his side, touching my hair lightly.

"You don't have to talk anymore, it's okay..." he whispered against my neck. I choked out another breath against his chest. "Do you need to stay?"

I shuddered, and reminded myself it was just a teaching being nice.

"N-no," I murmured. I pulled away to wipe my eyes. "But thank you."

He smiled. "Okay. Thank you, Ariel. I'll see you tomorrow?"

I nodded. "I'll see you."

Walking out, I mentally went through the rest of my backstory.

Daddy telling my sisters and I we didn't have enough money anymore. And though three of my sisters already married, Daddy needed a Prince to rule over. Being the youngest, I would be the one expected to marry first...

So I'd gone to my aunt, and she had brought me to the academy. And if I found love in a year she would let me stay.

If I didn't, I'd have to go back to Atlantica.

Forever.

But Eric was a Prince.

Maybe my decision wasn't so selfish after all.

(Tia)

I toweled my wet hair as I left the shower, watching Lottie as she did her makeup. She shot me a sad look, straightening out the candy pink dress she wore.

"You're sure you'll be okay alone?" She asked me as I pulled on a green button up that came just above my knees, sliding on a pair of boxers. "Tiana, I can stay-"

"Charlotte, go," I said, falling back on my bed. "I'll just be doing homework and grading papers for Professor Scar. You'll be bored. Besides, it's the first party of the school year. Go."

She pursed her lips, smearing the pink gloss across them. "You're sure, Tia?"

I slammed my book down on my bare thighs. "Lottie. Go before I kick you out."

She smiled sadly. "Alright. Don't wait up. I'll be out till late."

I felt the empty hole start up after she left, but kept on with my papers. I felt like more of a machine than a person at this point, but the stack of papers demanded to be graded and I had no power to deny it. I allowed myself thoughts of what the party would be like. Dancings, drinks, socializing. Like the ones Lottie had back home. She'd try to introduce me to boys but I could never take an interest.

And then there was Naveen. Sweet, handsome Naveen. Dancing with him...

He didn't seem like the kind to waltz. He'd probably grind-

I made the thought stop, getting up to splash cold water on my face. Naveen and I couldn't-I had too many important things to do. Naveen was...He was...

Standing in my living room, for one.

"What-how did you-?"

He crossed the room, peeling off a silver glittered jacket and laying it on the floor. Under that he wore a white tank that I could see through. All that caramel skin-Oh God, did he have a tattoo? His pants were tight and white and his hair was slicked with silver gel, eyes heavily made up with silver paint and eyeliner. Even his lips had a faint smudged trace. I wondered if he'd been kissing anyone...

"Sorry to scare you, Tia." He wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing his face to my neck. He smelled like whiskey, but not in a bad way.

It did, however, explain his hands roaming lower and lower, going down to touch my behind. I half yelped, pressing away from his hands and closer to him, flushing. "Your friend, Charlotte told me you were here," he whispered. "And that she left the door unlocked. Is she your girlfriend, Tia?" He pressed his lips to my neck, and I arced.

"N-no. Naveen-"

"What were you doing with her, dressed like this, huh?" He asked, slipping his hand towards the waistband of my boxers, popping it against my skin. I whimpered. I needed to push him away, get air to breathe. But I didn't want to. I didn't know if I could.

"God, your ponytail is sexy," he swore, nuzzling against my cheek.

"You've been drinking," I said softly, wanting to shove him away but instead tangling his hands in my hair.

When he pulled away, his gold eyes were dark and hooded, the pupils shockingly blown. "Tia, you are the sexiest man I've ever seen. I don't think you understand."

Then he surged against me, pressing his lips against mine so sharply I'm sure they'll be bruised tomorrow. It was less of a kiss and more of him trying to drill a hole in my face in his drunk stupor.

We stumbled back for the bed, him flipping off his shirt. Our hands roaming over each other, lips, and I was vaguely aware I was panting. We needed to stop. We needed-

Naveen froze. My eyes flew open.

"What's-"

Then I noticed his hands, firm on my chest. He squeezed.

"Um, Tia," he said slowly. "What are these?"

I opened and shut my mouth. "Naveen, listen-"

"You're a GIRL?!" he screeched. "You've been a girl this whole time?!"

"Well-"

"You know this whole week I thought 'okay, now I know, because of Tia, I'm really bisexual. And now you're a girl?! This would've been easier you know if you didn't cross dress!"

"Will you listen?!" I demanded, raising up on my knees. He still loomed over me, trying to stay in the horizontal position we had maintained. His hands still held my hips. "My name is Tiana. It was hard to get into this school, okay? Every since my dad died money has been tight. There were scholarships open for some things. One was black boys. So, the headmaster talked to me and said I could stay. If I said I was a boy. I just...I have to work really hard to stay here. That's why I didn't go to the party, okay?"

He stared at me, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. His gold eyes watching me intently, he murmured, "You are a beautiful woman, Tiana. Can we pick up where we left off?" He whispered, kissing my neck, the hoops in his ear scratching my throat. I pushed back.

"No," I said,"I have papers to grade. But, if I get them done..."

Naveen lunged for the papers, which were now on the ground thanks to our efforts to get into the bed. I watched as he muscles contracted, and I realized I should probably tell him to get his shirt...

But I really didn't want to. Not just yet.

A/N: The next maybe three chapters will be the party because I have a lot invested in it. I think you'll see Belle and Adam, Peter and Wendy (DEFINITELY. Something BIG goes down with them. (sorry had to put that in for torture reasons)) Merida and Aladdin and Gaston, and a few more. Probably Ariel and Eric. Jasmine and Hans and Elsie will be with her tutor tonight so you'll see that to. Wonder who her tutor is...