If you're a little confused, I replaced chapter 8. So those who skipped it should probably read it again.
Earlier...
After Flynn and Rapunzel finished Algebra II, Flynn left the class looking like his brain was fried. He stumbled to try to describe the words he felt for that particular class.
"What," was all he managed.
Rapunzel almost died of laughter. She had to grab his shoulder to hold herself up. He knew it was stupid, but Flynn felt his heart beat go up.
"Your-your faaaaaaacccceee," she continued laughing.
"Listen," he said, "I'm taking geometry. That..." he pointed to the classroom, his finger shaking, "is nothing like geometry,"
Rapunzel managed to contain her laughter. She looked at him, grinning.
"Well maybe you'll have better luck in English honors."
Flynn groaned, "why do you take all these classes?" he whined, "what are you, some kind of genius?"
Rapunzel's grin disappeared.
"No. I hate taking all honors classes. I didn't choose them,"
Flynn looked at her quizzically, showing a little concern.
"Then why are you taking them? Can't you tell your parents that you want to switch to something easier?"
She paused, a few seconds later shaking her head.
"It's a little complicated," her hand suddenly reaching for shoulder, "I don't want to talk about it,"
Flynn immediately backed off. He had been in her shoes multiple times when the kids in his school would ask him about being an orphan.
"Okay. Let's just go in,"
He pushed open the door, fully expecting a similar situation in the math class, but what he saw saw was completely different.
The class was insane.
Honestly, he never saw anything like it. Not even in his rambunctious high school did the students act that hyped up. It was similar to the time he drank a mixture of 5 hour energy, monster and redbull, only times ten. And the teacher didn't even have the decency to tell them to settle down. He only laid back in his swivel chair with his feet on the desk, reading Fifty Shades of Gray, seemingly void of all the commotion behind him. At one point a paper ball hit the teacher on the side of the head, to which he had no reaction to.
Flynn looked alarmingly to Rapunzel, who's face was pure white.
"Free time," was all she whispered.
"Huh?"
"Every time Mr. Phillip's class average reaches above ninety five percent, which doesn't happen a lot at all, he'll let us do whatever we want for the period. A couple almost had sex in that closet a few months ago, and someone tried to stack all the desks in the classroom on each other, but they fell down and created that crack in the floor,"
"Whaaaaat?!" Flynn wasn't at all ready for this. But it was better than sitting still in an ordinary classroom. He took a deep breath.
"Let's do this."
With that, he grabbed her hand and dragged her in the class, protecting himself with one hand to shield him from flying projectiles. They both ducked boys who were hanging from a fan, and crawled under a desk they thought looked safe.
"I think we're okay," Rapunzel said, looking at the chaos from outside.
But that was before Peter burst through the doors, dragging a pretty girl who looked fairly familiar. Peter seemed to immediately catch sight of Flynn under the desk, and he ran towards him, diving under the desk, with the girl behind him.
"Dude, dude, dude," he said panting.
"Okay Peter... a little too close..." Flynn said, squished against Rapunzel. Peter pulled farther away, bumping close into Wendy.
"Who's your friend?" Rapunzel asked politely, "and hey Wendy!" Rapunzel smiled,
"This is my dumbass friend, Peter," Flynn said, "wait..."
Flynn's memory suddenly clicked, "Wendy? As in the Wendy who would throw sand in my face when we were like six years old?"
"Oh hello Rapunzel," Wendy said looking over Peter's shoulder to wave to the blond haired girl. Wendy laughed, "yes, Flynn, the same Wendy."
"Whoa! How are you? It's been so long-"
"Flynn!" Peter would have thrown his arms in the air, but instead he shook Flynn by his jacket, "you know the tall ugly man with the slouched back in the office, well, I just saw him in the halls, holding our paper, fuming mad."
Flynn tried consume his words, too caught up in the moment to realize the real trouble they were in.
"Um, should we leave?" he said reluctantly, glancing at Rapunzel, who was listening to their conversation with curiosity.
Peter stared at Flynn.
"Are you high? Yes! You know trespassing? We could get in some serious shit!" Peter said, only knowing this after Wendy had told him the risks.
"PP, come on. This school is huge. What are the chances of him coming in this classroom?"
Flynn would normally never have that much confidence, especially with his luck, so saying something like that surprised him. Normally, when he would state his confidence in such a manner, something immediately contradicted it. It worked with all three of them, so that's why Peter wasn't exactly surprised to see Hades barge through the door almost five seconds after Flynn's last sentence.