Rapunzel
I stretched in my bed early Monday morning. As usual, I woke up before my alarm. I did my usual routine to get ready for another long day of school. I quickly ran downstairs to greet my parents. "Morning, Mom! Morning, Dad!" I shouted as I slid down the railing.

"Good morning, Rapunzel," Dad replied from behind the local newspaper. His graying eyebrows were furrowed, obviously upset over something he read.

"Someone's unusually bubbly this Monday morning." Mom teased as she passed me a cereal bowl. I poured myself some breakfast and munched away. Peter, my little brother, was already stuffing his face with a bowl of cereal. He had green eyes like me, but he had brown hair. I loved that child, but he always has to follow me everywhere.

"Today me and Jack-"

"Jack and I." Mom corrected, making Peter snicker.

"Whatever. Today we get to go the elementary school to help the kids get ready for homecoming." I explained. In two weeks, our school will be celebrating homecoming. We'll have the cliché parade that the whole town participates in, the guys ask girls dance, of course the cheesy coronation, and the overrated home football game.

"Is this for your child care class?"

"Yeah."

"Speaking of homecoming, do you know who the candidates are?" Dad questioned as he took a sip from his blue coffee mug.

"No, but I know for sure that Elsa Delle and Eugene Fitzherbert will be on there no doubt." I replied. Elsa Delle and Eugene Fitzherbert are the school's power couple. They're everyone's goals.

"From what I've heard, they're very nice kids." Mom commented. I shrugged my shoulders and placed my dirty dish in the sink.

"Well, I've got to go. Bye!" I called as I grabbed my backpack off the kitchen floor. Peter is only in third grade, so I never have to drive him around. Mom usually drops him off on her way to work.

"Bye, Rap! Drive safe!" They waved as I shut the door behind me. I hopped into my car and drove to the worst place in the world. School. It's not like I'm bullied or I don't have any friends, I just hate been trapped in the same building all day. I want to leave and experience things personally, not read about them in worn-out textbooks that have multiple dirty pictures drawn in them from immature boys. I want to live this world from my own eyes, not from some random pictures taken from some random people.

"Rap, how are you doing this lovely morning?" Jack greeted as I walked to my locker. As usual, he was texting on his phone, leaning against my locker.

"Better than normal."

"Let me guess, Peter complemented you this morning?" He teased. I smiled and shook my head no as I unlocked my locker. I grabbed my history books and looked into my mirror. My stubborn blonde strands of hair were in my green eyes. I blew them away and shut my locker.

"Jack, how do I look?" I asked. Jack has been my best friend since I moved here in the third grade. Long story short, when I was a baby I was kidnapped by some old lady. I wasn't found and returned to my parents until I was about nine. To help remove those traumatic memories, my parents moved us to a small town across the country.

"Hmmm, you need to pull your shirt down a little, it looks a little baggy on the front," Jack replied. I did as he said and he nodded in approval. "Looks good."

"Thanks." I smiled. We walked together to our next class, listening to the random chatter coming from our fellow student body in the crowded hallway.

"So, did you finish your math homework?"

"Of course."

"Do you mind if I use it? I'm not sure if I did the problems right and I want to make sure that they're correct." He lied.

"Jack, if you want to copy my answers all you have to do is ask." I replied as I dug through my math folder and gave him the notebook.

"You're a peach." Jack teased as he swiped the notebook from my petite hands.

"I'm not a fruit. I'm a human bean." I smirked.

"Whatever you say. I still think you're an alien." He smiled. When I first came to school, he thought I was an alien that came to abduct him and take him to be my king. Don't ask.

"Hey, Rap! Hey, Jack!" Snow White greeted. She was the friendliest girl in this whole school. She's the definition of kind and pure. She also can't say no so all the boys love her. She gives them all of her answers though usually they're wrong.

"Hi, Snow!" Jack and I replied. Everyone calls her Snow because she has the darkest hair, making her skin look extremely white, almost as white as snow. It was just a coincidence that her last name was White.

"Are you two dating yet?" She wondered. Everyone in this damn school assumes that we're a thing. I could never see myself with Jack. Sure, we have a blast causing trouble and we share plenty of common interests, but I could never like him that way.

"Me and her?" Jack asked with his face scrunched up in disgust. Snow innocently nodded yes. "Never!" Jack gagged. Snow jumped back, surprised from his actions.

"Jackson! That is not how you treat a lady!" She scolded.

"She's not a lady! She's very far from it." He reasoned. Snow shook her head, ashamed of him.

"I will never understand you, Jackson Frost. You have the prettiest girl in this whole school by your side every day and yet you won't date her."

"We're too close to actually date. He's my best friend." I explained.

"When you two finally date, you can bet I'll be the first one to say, 'I told you so.'" Snow declared. We laughed as she walked in the opposite direction.

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"Look, Jack. All I'm saying is that Cindy is a bitch. She totally freaked out on Mulan last Friday." I explained as we sat down at our lunch table. We usually sit with Ariel and Eric, but for some reason they weren't at school.

"Sweet, sweet Rapunzel. Cindy was just explaining why she was right." Jack smirked.

"It was still a bitchy thing to do." I replied as I looked down at the sad excuse of pizza. It was dripping with grease.

"I never said it wasn't." Jack smiled. I returned it and picked up pizza. After a couple bites, I dropped it on my tray.

"Jackson, hottie at two o'clock," I quickly stated. Jack looked to his left, trying to see who I was talking about. I facepalmed and groaned. "I said two o'clock, not ten o'clock."

"Right!" He replied as he turned the right direction. He sighed in disappointment. "I don't see anyone hot."

"How can you not? He's literally right there. He's like a walking masterpiece." I dreamily sighed as I stared at Eugene. His dark locks falling perfectly above his brown eyes. He had his gorgeous, million-dollar smile plastered on his face. He was greeted by his football buddies with high fives and pats on the back. He winked at a couple girls and sat down.

"More like a total man-whore." Jack snorted. I shot him a glare.

"He is not! You're just jealous you can't pull off that bad boy look as good as him." I fired back.

"Sure, Rapunzel." Jack smiled. This was typical for us. We have a love/hate relationship. We would do anything for each other, but we also love to criticize each other. Especially when it came to our hopeless crushes.

"Hey, there's Elsa and her lapdogs." I groaned as I watched the group of girls walk into the lunchroom. This particular group was considered class royalty. Elsa was the queen and they were her princesses The rest of us are her lowly servants. Freshman are terrified of her and the rest of us upper-class men know not to mess with her.

"Look at her ass!" Jack exclaimed. I rolled my eyes and judged her clique. Elsa's the prettiest girl in this whole school. She's the definition of perfect. She's got long, gorgeous, platinum blonde hair. She has a perfect hourglass figure and she is not too tall, not too short. She's the head cheerleader and dating Eugene Fitzherbert. Eugene is the school's heartthrob. Every guy wants to be him and every girl wants to date him, including me.

Merida DunBroch, Elsa's best friend and the school's best female athlete. Her best sport is archery and coming in a very close second is basketball. She's a fiery ginger with a head full of long, tangled curls. She's the only one without a boyfriend. Rumor has it that she's secretly a lesbian, but I think she finds dating overrated.

Aurora Beauty, the school's second prettiest blonde to ever walk these halls. She's the biggest slut in our grade having slept with almost the whole football team. Her late-night parties explain why she's always caught sleeping in class. She's currently dating Phillip Rivers, but apparently they've cheated on each other three times.

Jasmine Arable, the sassy one in the group. She can come up with a clap back in .2 seconds. Jasmine has dark, voluminous hair that's full of secrets. She knows everything about everyone. If you wanted to spread a rumor about anyone, all you have to do is give her anything gold. She's has a thing with Aladdin Balden, the school's track star. I heard from the gossip floating around the halls that they're a part of the recent drug deals.

And last but not least, Cinderella Tremaine. Don't even get me started on her. She's the biggest wannabe in this school. The reason she's in that god awful clique is because she has lots of money. Well, her daddy has money. She's the reason blondes are stereotyped as being stupid. Thanks Cindy. She's dating none other than Henry Charming. If you thought she was spoiled before, think again. He's like her little puppet.

"Rapunzel! Yoo-hoo! Stop daydreaming!" Jack shouted as he waved a hand in my face.

"Sorry, Jack. I was just thinking about Peter." I lied. Jack shrugged his shoulders and went back to his food. I sighed and looked at them again. They were all laughing and leaning on their boyfriends. They looked like the expectation middle schoolers get about high school.

"Punzie, are you coming to the game this weekend?" Jack asked. Jack is the school's football quarterback. Ever since freshmen year, I've been to all his games.

"I don't know. I'm thinking about staying at home and sleeping," I playfully smiled. Jack rolled his eyes and smiled. Jack and I finished our meals and tossed away the leftovers. We walked down the halls, having seven minutes to spare. "Do you ever feel like dropping out of school?"

"Yeah, most days. Actually, let's do it right now." Jack grinned, his blue eyes lighting up.

"Jackson, you know we need to get a high school diploma. Besides, I'm not even 18 yet." I giggled.

"Come on, Rap. Don't you want to have a little fun?"

"Jack, I can have plenty of fun being legal." I smirked. Jack smiled shrugged his shoulders.

"If that's what you want to believe."

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"Hi, Rapunzel. Hi, Jack." The students greeted from their tiny desks. Most of them were wiggling, excited to learn what projects we were going to do today.

"Hey, kids!" We replied. For our child care class, we spend a class period helping out at the elementary school. We do it every Monday and we were assigned the second-grade classroom.

"Today, we're going to paint football players or cheerleaders. Go to your assigned small groups and they'll give you the next instructions." Mrs. Nelson smiled. The students quickly scrambled out of their desks and ran to us. I led the giggling children towards the back table. They sat down in front of blank sheet of paper and looked to me for instructions.

"Raise your hand if you're drawing a cheerleader," I smiled. Three little girls shot their hands in the air. "Okay, and who wants to draw a football player?" I asked. Two little boys raised their hands, realizing they were outnumbered by the girls. "Nice. So to draw either one, you have to pick two colors. They can be pink, orange, blue, green, purple, yellow, or even our school colors. Which, by the way, is maroon and gold." I quickly whispered to the kids, making them giggle.

"I want purple and yellow! Vikings!" Tanner shot as he snatched them from the pile.

"Vikings are gross. Packers are better. Yellow and green, please." Sally smiled as she held her tiny hand out for the crayons.

"I want maroon and gold. My sister's a cheerleader." Rose explained.

"Really? That's cool. I wish I was a cheerleader so I could have a football player as my boyfriend." Hannah dreamily sighed.

"Gross!" Jake yelled. I tried to shush him, but I couldn't hold back my laughter.

"You're gross, Jake!" Hannah defended. I eventually calmed the students down and helped them draw their characters. All too soon, Jack and I had to go back to school for last period.

"Everyone say goodbye to Jack and Rapunzel." Mrs. Nelson commanded. The children obeyed her and waved goodbye as we left the classroom.

"They're so sweet!" I cheered as we walked down the hallway towards the exit.

"Sure, sure," Jack smirked as he opened the door for me.

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Hey guys! As you can tell, this is another story I won't finish for a while. Updates will be slow as I have other priorities, but I will try my hardest! See you in the next chapter!