Rapunzel was just finishing up her math homework when her cellphone started ringing. She dove onto her bed, then reached over and picked it up off her nightstand. She saw that it was Thomas and smiled.

"Hey you!" Rapunzel greeted.

"Hi. Is this a bad time?" Thomas asked.

"Not at all. I just finished my homework," Rapunzel said. "What's up?"

"I kinda have something to tell you."

"Yeah? What is it?" Rapunzel asked.

"I went to Pleasure Island with John Friday night, but he ditched me. When I was leaving the arcade, I ran into Meg and ended up hanging out with her for a while," Thomas said.

"Meg?" Rapunzel wasn't sure she had heard him right.

"Yeah. I had really good time with her." Thomas paused. "I asked her out on a date."

"She doesn't really seem like your type," Rapuzel said. "I mean, she hardly ever talks to anyone, and when she does it's always a negative comment. What made you want to ask her out?"

"She almost beat me at air hockey."

Rapunzel laughed. "Nuh-uh! No one ever comes close to beating you."

"She did. I had a lot of fun with her," Thomas said. "I don't know if anything is really gonna come of this date, but I think I like her."

"Then I'd really like to see the side of Meg that you see. Why don't Flynn and I join you guys?" Rapunzel suggested.

"I don't know, Rapunzel, this is our first date…"

"Exactly! I'll be there for moral support." Rapunzel didn't give Thomas a chance to say anything before continuing. "It'll be so much fun! We can all go see a movie, then get dinner. Sucker Punch actually comes out this weekend, it'll be great!"

Rapunzel was starting to get really excited. She had never been on a double date with Thomas before. Now she'd get to hang out with her two favorite guys at the same time. Rapunzel wasn't too sure that Meg was the right choice for Thomas, but she was willing to give her a chance.

"What do you say, Thomas?" Rapunzel asked.

"All right. But, after dinner I would like to have some alone time with Meg," Thomas said.

Rapunzel squealed. "Yay! I'll see you at school tomorrow. Love you!"

"You, too."

XXX

Meg sat awkwardly at the top of the bleachers with Thomas, wondering how he had managed to convince her to go to the cheerleading and dance practice with him. Meg eyed Helga uneasily as she led the girls through the routine. I hate her.

But, you like Thomas, Meg told herself. That's why you're here; you wanted to spend time with him.

"I know this really isn't your thing, but thanks for coming. It's a lot less boring with someone to talk to," Thomas said.

"Well, you did save my iPod from a watery death, and I'm forever indebted to you."

"Meg? What are you doing here?"

Oh, come on! How does he keep showing up everywhere?

"Hercules, why can't you just leave me alone?" Meg snapped.

"You know why."

Meg was feeling really uncomfortable with Hercules towering over her so she stood up, though it didn't help much.

"I'm never gonna get back together with you," Meg said. "You had your chance and you blew it. It's over."

"Meg, please? I told you I'm sorry." Hercules put his arm around her.

"Hey!" Helga cried out.

Helga stormed up the bleachers and Meg shoved Hercules off of her.

"Leave my boyfriend alone, slut," Helga said to Meg.

"Hercules was coming on to her," Thomas said.

"Stay out of this and, do us all a favor, go kill yourself," Helga snapped at Thomas.

"Don't talk to him like that!" Meg demanded. "You're such a bitch, Helga."

"Maybe, But I still got Hercules in the end," Helga said.

"Because no other man would touch your dirty, used up body," Meg stated.

Helga's eyes widened and she shoved Meg. Meg lost her balance and fell down the bleachers. She felt every inch of her body slam against the cold, metal bleachers as she tumbled down. Meg landed on her back with a thud, knocking the air out of her.

"Meg!" Thomas had run after her and now knelt down beside her. "Are you all right?"

Meg was still having a little trouble breathing, so she just nodded. It was then that Meg felt something dripping down her forehead. She reached up to touch it and realized it was blood.

"Why is it that every time we hang out, one of us ends up bleeding?" Meg asked Thomas weakly.

XXX

Jasmine and the other girls ran over to Meg. Meg looked up at them and Jasmine could tell she was feeling overwhelmed.

"Give her some room," Jasmine told the other girls.

Coach Phil walked ran off the football field towards everyone. "What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing," Meg said quickly. "I tripped and fell down the bleachers. I'm such a klutz."

Why is she lying for Helga? Jasmine wondered.

Coach Phil looked at Meg like he didn't believe her, but walked away anyway.

"Get some ice," Jasmine told Esmeralda.

Esmeralda nodded and headed into the school.

Jasmine knelt down next to Meg. "Let's go inside and get you cleaned up."

Meg nodded. Jasmine slowly helped her up, then brought her into the girls' locker room. Meg sat down on a bench while Jasmine ran a paper towel under some cold water. She then sat next to Meg and gently dabbed up the blood.

"I'm sorry," Jasmine said when Meg winced in pain.

Esmeralda showed up then with an icepack wrapped in a small towel. Jasmine took it from her and Esmeralda left.

"This probably isn't going to feel too pleasant," Jasmine said as she put the icepack on Meg's cut.

Meg bit her lip and her eyes started to water. Jasmine felt bad for her.

"Does anything else hurt?" Jasmine asked.

"My whole body hurts."

"Does anything feel like it's broken?"

Meg shook her head. "No. But my right eye feels like it's on fire."

"Yeah, you're gonna have a nice, little shiner there," Jasmine said.

Meg frowned. "I hate her so much."

"Then why did you lie for her?"

"To avoid the drama that would come with it. And to prevent any other altercations with her," Meg explained.

After a couple minutes, Jasmine removed the icepack. The cut didn't look near as bad as before; she probably wouldn't need stitches.

"Good news: you're not gonna have a scar," Jasmine told Meg. "How do your ribs feel?"

"Kinda sore."

"Typically in falls like that, your ribs get the most damage. Trust me, I know, I fell out of a lot of trees when I was little," Jasmine said. "Do you mind if I check it out?"

"Shouldn't I go to a doctor?"

Jasmine shrugged. "You can, but all they're going to do is take an x-ray. They can't really do anything about a bruised or cracked rib."

Meg nodded and lied down on the bench. She slowly lifted the bottom of her shirt up to her chest and Jasmine's eyes widened. Her entire torso was covered in cuts and bruises, but at least none of them looked serious. Jasmine gingerly pressed down on her ribs. Meg didn't react too much to the pressure.

"They seem fine," Jasmine said.

Meg lowered her shirt. "Thanks, Jasmine."

"Meg?" Rapunzel walked into the locker room and joined them on the bench. "How are you doing?"

"I'll live."

"Thomas is waiting outside; he's awfully worried about you," Rapunzel said.

Meg nodded and left the locker room.

"Ya know, it's funny," Rapunzel said.

"What is?" Jasmine asked.

"I used to look up to Helga, but it turns out she's actually a horrible person," Rapunzel replied.

Jasmine nodded. "Yeah, she is. I hope somebody puts her in her place one day."