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This just in, kiddies—Pics of our favorite redheaded swimmer's summer love. Who is mister tall, dark, and handsome?

Bippity Boppity!

Ariel stared in horror at her phone screen. Someone had gotten a picture of her and Eric together. Of course, it wasn't nearly as bad as Magic Mirror made it seem. It was innocent, heroic even. She had saved Eric's life. He had fallen off his surfboard and had hit his head. He would have drowned if not for her quick reaction. And someone snapped a picture of her giving him mouth-to-mouth on the beach.

"You can't see your face, or his." Pocahontas, Ariel's roommate offered helpfully. "And maybe he doesn't read Magic Mirror."

The two were sitting on Ariel's sea foam colored bed spread, already unpacked. Ariel dropped back on her bed, resisting the urge to scream. "He's going to see. He's going to think I did it."

John Rolfe (J.R. for short) stuck his head into the girl's room. "Ah, am I interrupting?"

Pocahontas looked at her roommate, who was being over dramatic in her opinion—really, it's just a product of Ariel being the youngest of seven. "No, you're not. What's up?"

"Ah, well, last year you managed to save the old willow tree and the school paper wants an interview, when you have time. Starting the new year off with some positives from last year, I guess." J.R. shrugged and glanced at Ariel. "Is she going to be alright?"

"Don't mind me, I'm just socially dying." Ariel sighed and threw an arm over her face.

Pocahontas shook her head. "She's fine. I'll get back to you about the interview okay?"

"Sure, no problem." J.R. nodded and headed out into the hall to go to his room, muttering. "Sure, sure. Get back to me later. No reason to do it now when we're both here. Perfectly fine, we'll do it later." He didn't notice his roommate, Tarzan, smiling at him as he entered their room.

"Hey, J.R. You need to interview me for that article too?" He had been eavesdropping on them, a little. Tarzan had helped Pocahontas organize the rally to save the willow, it's true, but he was more interested in teasing his roommate about his apparent crush on their nature loving classmate.

J.R. glared at Tarzan, who was innocently hanging his skateboard on its honorary spot on the wall. "I'll get to you. I just wanted an interview with her. I mean, everyone knows she was the real brains behind the operation."

Tarzan took the comment with a shrug. He brushed dreadlocks out of his hair as he moved away from the wall to examine his work. "Sure, man. Hey, do you know where they're hosting the Back to School party this year?"

Hearing the word party, Esmeralda poked her head in Tarzan and J.R.'s room. "They let me and Meg organize." She was grinning. Esmeralda loved a good party, or anything that involved dancing really. "We're gonna send out a mass text like an hour before. We don't want teachers getting wind and coming to break it up before it can get going full swing."

Megara came up behind Esmeralda. "Come on, we still have tons to do, and you are not sticking me with all the decorating." She flicked her hand in a sort of salute to the boys. "Later, boys. We'll text you, maybe."

Esmeralda readjusted the scarf holding back her waves of ebony hair. "I wouldn't have stuck you with all the decorating." She insisted as they walked down the hall. The two girls had been best friends forever. They practically ran the dance team together, although Esmeralda technically had the title of Captain. Usually, the back to school party was the responsibility of the seniors. Somehow, the devious duo had convinced Snow, Cindy and Aurora that they didn't want the hassle of planning this and had snagged the responsibility (and the credit) for themselves.

They two girls split apart to step around Belle, who was walking down the hall reading and not paying attention as usual. Belle found it so easy to get lost in her world of books. She was reading a romance with far off places, knights, damsels in distress, magic and dragons. So engrossed in her book, she passed right by the room to her door. She just kept wandering down the hall, lost in the story.

Suddenly, her book disappeared from her hands. She looked up to see Gaston standing in front of her. "Belle, what are you reading?" He examined the book, flipping through a few pages roughly enough that Belle visibly cringed.

"Gaston, may I have my book back?" Belle always had to struggle to remain polite when it came to him. He gave her the creeps and never got the hint that she wanted nothing to do with him.

A broad grin crossed his face. Other girls would have swooned, but Belle found herself completely immune to his so-called charmed. "Say you'll go to the back to school party with me." He could see she was going to protest, so he kept talking. "Come with me tonight and at the end of the night, you'll get your book back. Although, you could have some real lip action instead of just reading about it."

Belle did her best not to gag. Luckily, her roommate, Jane Porter, came along that at just that moment. She leaned around Gaston's arm and grabbed Belle's book. "Don't you have something to occupy yourself other than grossing out innocent girls?"

Gaston looked as if he might say something rude, but he saw two guys coming down the hall so he let it go and stalked off.

Aladdin frowned as he and Eric approached Belle and Jane. "Everything alright?"

Belle assured them that she and Jane had the Gaston situation perfectly under control. The guys weren't entirely convinced, but they didn't make a big deal about as the girls walked the few feet back to their room. Eric looked over at Aladdin and shrugged. "Gaston's just a jerk, we all know that."

Aladdin nodded and continued toward their room. "So, the party is coming. Gonna go with anyone? Like, the girl givin you the lip lock in that pic on Magic Mirror."

Eric laughed, a little embarrassed. Of course, Aladdin knew the real story behind that picture, he was just trying to give him a hard time. "I haven't seen her since the beach. I don't even think I got her name. How am I supposed to ask her to a party if I don't even know her name?"

"You don't know who she is?" Aladdin couldn't believe his ears. "We go to school with her. Have forever. WDA isn't all that big, man."

Now, Eric's ears tinged with pink. That was kind of embarrassing when he thought about it. "May be I should look for her and ask her to the party after all."A loud noise at their door had both boys looking over.

"Oops, sorry!" Quasimodo bent down to grab the box that had just dropped off the top of his stack. It wasn't going well, trying to pick up one box off the floor when you already have three in your arms. Eric helped him out, carefully placing it on top of the stack. "Thanks so much."

Aladdin and Eric watched as Quasi continued down the hall to the room he was sharing with Adam this year. Once he managed to struggle the door open, he dropped all his boxes, breathing heavily.

"Close the damn door." Adam growled, startling Quasi. Adam had the room dark with cryptic piano music playing. Quasi hurried to do what he said, taking away the only source of light in the room.

Standing awkwardly near the door, Quasi hoped his eyes would adjust. He still had to unpack all his things. After a few moments, when it was apparent his eyes wouldn't adjust enough for him to be able to put his stuff away, he cleared his throat. "Ahh, Adam.. would you mind.. that is, I'd like to turn the light on. I need to see."

"If you must." His voice was still growling, but Quasi to the assent at face value and turned on the light. Adam's side was depressingly dark. Quasi turned his hunched back and hoped his art would help the room feel a little less depressing.

Next door, there was a great crash and the muffled calls of "I'm alright!" Mulan was trying to practice fencing in the small room she shared with Jasmine. Unfortunately, she wasn't very good and had just knocked over Jasmine's favorite decoration, porcelain doves. "Oh, Jas. I'm so sorry!"

Jasmine shook her head. "Its fine, honestly. It's probably time I let the old birds go, anyway." She said, getting down to help Mulan clean up the pieces. "Are you sure you'll be ready for try outs?"

Mulan sat back on her heels and looked up at the ceiling. "I really hope so. I mean, my family honor is practically depending on it. Dad always wanted a boy to teach his sport to. He got me instead and I'm determined to be a champion too."

Jasmine knew that already, she just hoped her friend would reconsider. "Well, at least say you'll stop practicing long enough to go to the party with me. I'm going to play a bit of match maker." She winked drawing a groan from Mulan.

Outside the girl's room, John Smith was raising an eyebrow at Phoebus, his roommate and tour guide. It was John's first year at Walt Disney Academy. "Does that sort of thing happen often?" He asked, referring to the crashing noise they had heard a couple minutes ago.

Phoebus glances at the names on the door. "Probably Mulan. Cute, but super clumsy. I wonder what she knocked over this time. Last year she tried out for the equestrian team. She ended up in a pile of hay and no one is really sure how." He chuckled.

John nodded. "So you've shown me the whole place, what now?"

Phoebus grinned. "We wait for the text telling us when the back to school party is. I heard Esmeralda is planning this year, so it should be killer. Girl knows how to party."

John smiled back, really excited about his new school for the first time. "I do love a good party."

From her doorway, Ursula smiled. She looked over the new guy with interested. She did so love fresh meat. New people meant new deals to be made. Always happy to help a fellow student, she would of course help the poor soul with whatever he would need, for a price. They all needed her eventually. The new kid and Phoebus had moved on, but she shrank back as more people came from the other way. She preferred to do her dealings one-on-one.

"Have you set the date for try outs yet?" Hercules asked Shang as they headed out for the second and last load of their stuff.

"I was thinking early this week. I'd like to start training as soon as possible. This year, we will beat the Northton Monguls." Shang said with determination. Their rival school, Northton High School, had beat them for the last three years consecutively. Now that Shang was Captian, he had every intention of bringing the state trophy home. "Are you going to try out again this year?"

Hercules almost winced. He'd tried out last year and somehow managed to bring down the gymnastics training equipment in the process. Of course, he'd had extra training sessions with Coach Phil over the summer and he felt sure he was read. "Of course I will. You're gonna need me."

A/N: Well, that's the end of chapter 2. Thanks for reading and reviewing! You've met the Juniors now. Juniors go from The Little Mermaid (1989) to Tarzan (1999). The Junior class is also the biggest.

There was only a short Magic Mirror blog this chapter. Do You like the blog so far?

I know you only get short glimpses at each character, but I promise you'll get longer segments for people later.

So, I asked at the end of last chapter if you wanted canon pairings or a mash-up. The vote seems to be canon. Now I wanna know: Is there anyone from a movie before 1999 that isn't here but you'd like to see?