Chapter 13: Rapunzel

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I'm walking back to my English class and find that I can't stop myself from thinking about that guy...what was his name?...Flynn...Flynn Ryder, I think it was? Yeah, yeah that was it...Flynn Ryder! 

Oh gosh, his glowing golden brown eyes, his slicked back hair, his warm, welcoming smile. Uuggghhh, it's enough to make a girl melt. 

Wait, wait, wait! What am I thinking?! I can't like this guy I just met him, plus, I like someone else. Okay, come on Zel, just get your mind off him, think of Jack, think of Jack, think...of...Flynn. Uuuggggh, this is impossible! 

Okay...maybe I do have a, slight, crush on Flynn but come on you've been all over Jack for 3 years now and you almost have him, you're not going to change that, all because of some guy you just met right? 

Yes...yes I am! 

By the time I've had this entire conversation in my head, I have reached the door to my English class. I open the door and step into the class. 

"Sorry I'm late I had forgotten my notebook!" 

I lift up my notebook to show the teacher I wasn't lying. I suppose that's why teachers like me so much, I never lie...and they know that. 

Ms. Chadwick smiles and nods at me "That's fine Rapunzel, please take a seat". 

I look out into the class and spot a smiling black-haired girl waving frantically at the seat next to her. I smile widely and start to make my way towards her. The girls light blue eyes light up as I take my spot next to her. 

"Hey, Rapunzel!" she greets happily. 

"Hey, Mavis!" I reply just as happily. 

Mavis is one of my closest friends. We've known each other since Middle School. At first glance, it would seem like we had nothing in common, that we wouldn't get along. 

And at first, we didn't, but that was only because people had decided to spread some particularly nasty rumors about Mavis at the time, and me being the dumb blonde I was in Middle School, chose to believe them. 

So, we had hated each other for almost half of the year just based off a bunch of lies. That is until we finally figured out that everything we thought about each other wasn't even true. That's when we started hanging out more and found out how much we had in common. 

Mavis seemed like the stereotypical emo chick who kept to herself and listened to heavy metal music, but if you took the time to get to know her, you would find she was a kind, outgoing, and adventurous human being. Which just reminds me everyday of how thankful I am that we're friends. 

"So, Zel, what happened back there, why were you late to class? You're never late!" Mavis questions me. 

"I already told you, I forgot my notebook!" I explain again. 

"Uh huh, sure you did, so explain to me if you "forgot your notebook" like you claim, then why are you 10 minutes late to class?" She asks as she continues to interrogate me. 

"I'm not that late!...am I?" 

Mavis points towards the clock and I take a peek at the time. 

"7:25?! How can it be that late I was only in the hall for like...a couple minutes!" 

Mavis shakes her head. "Nope!" she says, popping the 'p'. 

"So, that still begs the question, where were you really?" Mavis asks while smirking. 

I begin to think back to the incident in the hall, not realising I'm blushing until it's too late. 

"Why are you blushing? Oh My God, this is about a guy, it's a guy isn't it?!" Mavis gets excited and starts bouncing in her seat. 

"Ssshhh, yes it's a guy, now calm down." 

Mavis continues to bounce in her seat getting even more excited. 

"Oh My God, tell me all about him! What's he like? Is he a Jock? Is he cute?" 

"I'll tell you everything if you just CALM DOWN" 

Mavis gets the message and stops squealing and bouncing in her chair. She nods at me signaling she's calm and ready for me to spill. 

"Okay, so I was walking down the hall..."

Surprise...I'm alive! I'm so sorry I've been so inactive lately. I was very busy this past year and barely had time to get anything done. My terrible case of writer's block didn't help matters either. Luckily, I've recently joined a playwriting class which has helped to get my creative juices flowing again. Which means you should be seeing updates from me much more often. Hope you enjoy!

XOXO,

ElsaMoonWinters

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