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After the final 5 minute warning bell rung, students practically trampled each other trying to get to there first period classes. Most of the teachers were positively cruel here; they made even the toughest of kids tremble with fear. But not as much as when a certain five girls passed their way. Kida, Jessica, Charlotte, Vanessa, and her sister, Aurora ruled over all things evil. They looked down upon everyone as if they were bugs that needed to be crushed. Even if you had one imperfection, whether it be: your looks, your intelligence, or even your wealth, they would judge you because of it.

Kida, leader of the female side of the group, was the daughter of a very wealthy man who was well known for his line of celebrity hang-outs and restaurants.

Jessica Rabbit made it purely on her looks; no one even knew, let alone cared about her family's money.

Unlike the others, Charlotte La Buff made it in only because of her father, and was used as their little henchman to do all the dirty work.

As for Vanessa and Aurora; they had it all: the looks, the money...everything. If it wasn't for Kida, Vanessa would've been running the group, and she loathed Kida because of it. And on top of that, Kida had Gaston. So, while these girls were the queen bees of the school; Gaston, Phillip, and Kuzco were the kings.

Gaston was obviously the leader of his group. He was a womanizer, from a decent family, had the intelligence of a pea-nut, and was an all-around cruel person.

Phillip had been dating Aurora since freshman year, and was more than welcomed into there circle.

And like Charlotte, Kuzco made it in only because his family's money.

As they made their way through the freshman hall, Gaston and his friends made sure to make an impression on the 'newbies'. Many just hid in their bare lockers in hopes the seniors wouldn't notice them; all to no avail.

Once they passed through, they finally made there way to the senior halls. Gaston was laughing like a crazed lunatic, not that he wasn't of course. "Did you see their faces?!" He asked mainly to himself, but still received laughter from the guys. "That never gets old." He finished with a sigh, causally draping his arm around Kida's lower waist.

Kida turned her head, letting her white hair with purple and blue streaks running through it, fall into her eyes. "You move your hand any further downward, and I'm kickin' you below the belt."

Gaston chuckled, knowing she was toying with him. "Kida, Kida...why must you tease me so?" He purred, eyeing her like a predator about to attack it's prey.

"It wouldn't be any fun if I made it easy...now would it?" She answered in a sultry voice, making her way out of Gaston's grasp with a smirk spread across her face.

Vanessa watched in disgust as the two continued their pointless discussion. She leaned her back against a locker, and crossed her arms over her chest getting more and more irritated by the second. What does he see in her? ...Am I not good enough for him?! She thought, glaring at Kida with pure hatred. If only looks could kill.

"Alright...enough of that." Kida told Gaston as she pushed herself away from him, and at his disappointed expression she leaned over to whisper something in his ear, which seemed to bring the smile back to his face.

As Kida turned to the others, Vanessa quickly pulled out a fake smile, but remained where she stood. "We better get a move on before the Witch of the West has a conniption fit." Kida said referring to the principal, Maleficent, with a roll of her eyes.

"...We would've been had you not been making kissy-face with your boyfriend." Vanessa added not as harshly as she would've liked while she fixed her shoulder bag and got off the locker; of which the owner frantically put his things away, and rushed off to his class.

Everyone except Kida snickered at Vanessa's statement. And the quizzical look on Kida's face all but demanded a reason why she just said that. Vanessa only gave her another fake smile and shrugged her shoulders as if to say; what are you gonna do about it?

After meeting in the football field; Hercules, Phoebus, Tarzan, and Eric made a bee-line for there first period classes. They were still laughing about their summers as they made their way down the hall.

"Oh my gosh, I'm surprised you even found them in that place! It's huge!" Eric replied to Tarzan and Phoebus' story about their younger brothers.

Phoebus leaned towards Tarzan's ear, and whispered still loud enough for the other two to hear. "I was kinda hopping we wouldn't find them."

He was already looking back at Herc, knowing he had a rebound. "Hey, at least you guys," Hercules began, pointing amongst his three friends; "don't have a twin sister."

"Oh, but you get to know all about make-up, and the latest girly gossip." Tarzan mocked raising his voice to a higher pitch, trying to sound like a girl. Just as he finished, he dodged Herc's fist as he went to punch his shoulder.

Eric chuckled with a smirk spread across his face; "speaking of girly gossip." He pointed at a group of girls talking to, what he assumed to be, a new kid. Ariel beamed, and ran up to hug Eric; which almost knocked him off his feet. "Hey, beautiful." He greeted, kissing the red head on her cheek. Esmeralda laughed, and slowly made her way to Phoebus. Tarzan made gagging noises from behind; just to get on their nerves. Herc would've joined Tarzan had he not noticed the new kid suddenly seemed deflated when he saw Phoebus kiss Esmeralda's forehead.

He was brought back to reality when he heard Esmeralda speak up. "This is Quasimodo, it's his first year here." She explained. Hercules looked over at the boy, and he could tell he was faking his smile. Herc smiled back none-the-less, and held out a hand to Quasi. "Pleasure to meet'cha, my name's Hercules. But you can call me Herc if you'd like."

Quasimodo nervously shook Herc's hand, and looked at him sort of skeptically. He was still uncertain of the people here, and while Esmeralda and her friends seemed nice, he wasn't sure about the others. He had already begun to notice the strange looks people were giving him; even the teachers. "And y-you can call me Qu-Quasi." He stuttered in a low tone of voice.

Tarzan laughed, and put an arm around Herc's neck to give him a rough noogie. "Hey, you don't have to be nervous around this knuckle-head. He may seem all tough, but he's really a big ol' softie."

Hercules easily squirmed out of Tarzan's hold, and looked at him with fake anger. Before Tarzan could get away, Herc did the same, but held him under his arm instead. "...And Tarzan here may seem like a complete goof-ball, but he's really just a pain in the butt!" Quasimodo tried to stifle his laughter by replacing it with a cough; he already felt at ease around 'the guys', as Ariel called them. Tarzan was trying with all his might to free himself, but he suddenly went limp, and tapped Herc's arm as if signaling off a fight. "Okay, I give up! ...H-Herc? ...I-I can't breath, man!" He whimpered.

Leaning down to Tarzan's ear, Hercules smirked. "You gonna quit bugging me about my sister?" He questioned. Tarzan gave a faint nod; his brunette dreadlocks swaying a bit.

As Hercules let go; Tarzan dramatically put a hand over his heart, and fumbled backwards. He put a hand to his own neck, and rubbed it. "Dang...what have you been lifting?! I thought you were gonna snap my neck there for a second." He teased.

Quasimodo smirked at the two brotherly-like friends, until he felt a large hand pat his shoulder. "You're not in bad shape yourself there, Quasi. You ever thought about joining the football team?" Phoebus asked.

Gulping down a lump in his throat, Quasi shook his head. "Ugh...n-no, not really. I ugh...I don't think I'd be v-very good at it." He admitted self consciously.

"Wouldn't be good at it?! Why would you think that?" Rapunzel asked, putting her hands around his fore-arm and squeezing it. "Wow! ...I think you may have a little competition here, Herc. How did you get so fit?"

Quasimodo instantly looked down at Rapunzel's petit hands around his arm; and he had to admit, he wasn't scrawny, but he didn't think he could compare himself to Hercules. That's when he looked up at the ginger-haired teen, and found himself stuttering again, even though Herc was smiling. "W-Well, I ring the bells at church, b-but I'm not nearly as strong! And I-I don't think I could-"

"Oh, stop being so modest." Esmeralda interrupted with a giggle. Eric nodded. "Yeah! You should seriously try out. You might be surprised what coach Phil says. He can only say no, right?" He offered.

Quasi thought for a moment; Well, I've always liked football. But I've never thought about playing it! ...And yeah, all he can say is no. But rejection hurts, and that happens a lot in my case.

"We could really use someone like you on the team. But...we're not going to pressure you into this if you don't want to do it." Hercules added, bringing Quasi out of his thoughts.

"Uh-oh...guys, we've only got a minute before class starts! You can finish your decision later." Jasmine warned, already speed-walking to her home room. Everyone nodded in agreement, and followed.

Within only a couple hours, everyone seemed to be dragging themselves just to keep moving. Whatever they had that morning to keep themselves awake was starting to wear off. But not Giselle. Having slight ADHD really did help in times like these, while in most cases it was just a pain in the backside. Like the many other students, Belle and Jane were following slowly behind their hyper friend.

"Oh, I'm really starting to hate history. My uncle gives me the creeps! I mean, I just noticed his teeth! If I didn't know any better, I would think he's half shark." Giselle said in a hushed tone of voice, she then giggled. "Shark boy, and Mrs. Sinclair can be Lava girl! Hehe, I haven't seen that movie an ages."

Jane looked over at her friend, slightly amused. You never knew what Giselle was going to say, but Jane was never surprised at what it was. One thing just lead to the next in a very random order, just like now. "Shark boy reminds you of Mr. Hades? ...And Lava girl reminds you of Mrs. Sinclair?" She asked, raising a curious brow.

"Yeah!" Giselle said ever so excitedly. "I mean, Hades has those teeth and wears dark clothing. Usually blue. And Mrs. Sinclair wears pink most of the time, plus...she's kind of hot-headed." She giggled.

"And Mr. Hades isn't hot-headed?" Belle asked sarcastically, looking up from her book. Giselle smirked back. "No, but I can't say he's Lava girl...he's a dude!"

"Okay, enough of Shark boy and Lava girl." Jane interrupted. "What do you have next?"

Both Belle and Giselle looked down at their schedules, and scanned over them. "I have gym." Belle said in a monotone voice; she could already feel the sweat rolling down the back of her neck. "I have art!" Giselle beamed. Jane gave Belle an apologetic smile. "I have art too, looks like you're by yourself this time around."

Belle shrugged, trying to blow it off. "I'll be fine. See ya guys at lunch!" She said, starting down the other hallway towards the gymnasium.

She pulled out her book again, and started reading.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.- Suddenly, Belle rounded a corner, and she ran right into something. She stumbled backwards, and dropped everything she had in her hands: her book, some homework assignments, and her binder. Papers flew everywhere!

The thing she had collided with was in fact a person, he placed the laced bag of dodge balls he was holding on the ground. Once Belle saw who the person was, her eyes widened in fear. She had been terrified of him since the 4th grade; he was known for that temper of his.

"Adam! I...I'm sorry. I didn't-" But she stopped when he sighed a large breath through his nose, knelt down, and started picking up the papers that had fallen out of her binder. "You should be more careful." Was all he said, not making any eye contact with her. She quickly went to the floor, and picked up her things as well, only nodding to his response.

Once everything was in their hands, Adam handed each thing to her, leaving the book for last. He studied the cover for a moment, and slowly gave it back to her. "You might want to get your head out of those corny romance novels...do that during dodge ball, and you'll be out for sure." Adam continued in a low, but somewhat sarcastic tone. He was probably learning that from a certain purple-eyed girl Belle was pretty cautious of as well.

Belle looked up at him with a confused expression across her face. Why isn't he blowing up? She thought, looking into his eyes. As she did, she suddenly felt weak in the knees. She didn't even know what color his eyes were until just then, nor had she seen eyes so blue. His expression is emotionless as it usually is, but his eyes; no. They're just filled with...Depression? Pain?

Her thoughts were put to an end as Adam stood back up. Belle followed, only a bit more slowly; as if she was afraid her legs would fail on her if she went too quick. Without another word escaping, Adam went over to the abandoned dodge balls, and picked the bag up by it's rope-like strings.

Belle watched Adam toss the bag over his shoulders; he didn't look back as he started down the hall, and he remained coldly silent. She stood there completely dumbfounded, her mind was racing. She finally found herself tilting her head like a confused dog, so she straightened up and went down the hall as well. Returning her attention to her book, she furrowed her brow. "It's not corny." She mumbled through her teeth.

((Okay. I just wanted to also give a shout-out to "Kay", that information REALLY helped me a bunch! So thankies! *hugs* Also, the book Belle is reading is Romeo and Juliet. Just in case you weren't sure. Criticism and suggestions are always appreciated!))