So. This was an idea that had been forming in my head for a while and when I sat down to write it just kind of exploded.

Rapunzel is starting high school and Flynn Rider is the king of the school. Dark and dangerous with a bad reputation.

A couple of notes:

-This won't follow the story in the movie. I will definitely add things that are in the movie, but it's an independent plot.

-I'm not going to incorporate that Gothel isn't her real mother. It's just too hard and and complicated. In fact, I'm not really going to go into the whole "parent" thing. This story is about Flynn and Rapunzel.

-Rapunzel has long, blonde hair in this story. Not her actual insane long hair. Just long, blonde hair. I'm not sure if I'm going to incorporate the hair cut.

-I am aware that Walt Disney wasn't a part of Tangled. But I thought it would be a nice tribute to him.

Rapunzel took in a deep breath as she looked up at the tall building in front of her. She turned to her mother to look her in the eye, and took her hands. Her mother sighed and turned on her heel to look at Rapunzel briskly.

"Remember what I have told you about the world, my dear." Gothel said, her sharp eyes looking into Rapunzel's.

"The world is dangerous and cruel." She quoted, dropping her gaze to look at her feet.

"The kids in this school will stop at nothing to corrupt you. You have something pure and special, that they don't have." Her mother said softly as she brought her hand up to Rapunzel's cheek.
"I wish I didn't have to go, but I have three appointments lined up after lunch." Gothel said as she handed her daughter her pink floral backpack and grabbed her keys out of her purse.

Rapunzel took her backpack and shrugged it onto her shoulders. She waved goodbye to her mother and started up the stairs towards the huge wooden double doors that led into the place that her life would finally begin. At the top of the doors were the words, CORONA PREPATORY SCHOOL, engraved into the wood. She reached out and tugged on the handle of the door, but it wouldn't budge. She frowned and pulled harder. Nothing. She pulled hard with both hands and the door swung open, knocking her backwards off her feet. She landed on her butt while the door swayed open and closed, taunting her.

Rapunzel scrambled up onto her feet and quickly looked around to make sure no one saw her graceful moment. She peered through the door at the empty hallway and stepped inside.

This was it. She turned and looked at the spot where her mother's car had been parked. She was finally going to have a normal life. One where she wasn't going to be stuck in her house all day, just waiting for her mother to get home so she could have some contact with a human being. She was going to go to school with tons of other kids her age.

Rapunzel made her way down the hallway towards the door with a sign that said, OFFICE. The entire hallway was all dark wood, with gold trim. Each locker had a name engraved on it and went from the ceiling to the floor. Stained glass windows broke up the walls of lockers, filling the whole room with light and beautiful patterns. The sight took Rapunzel's breath away.

She opened the office door and made eye contact with the lady behind the large desk. She approached the desk and stood up on her tiptoes to get herself in a position where she could have a conversation.

"Hi. Um, I mean, Hello. My name is Rapunzel. This is my first day." She managed to get out nervously.

The elderly woman peered at her over her eyeglasses.

"Oh yes. You're the new student. We haven't had one of those in a while. I'm Mrs. Flanigan." She replied, standing up and making her way around the desk.

Rapunzel frowned in confusion, "What do you mean you haven't had a new student…" She trailed off as Mrs. Flanigan motioned for Rapunzel to follow her and turned on her heel through a doorway into a sitting area.

Rapunzel ran to catch up with her but stopped when she looked around the waiting room. Plush sofas and armchairs littered the space, with plump throw pillows covering every seat. Everything was either a pink or soft purple, with the same gold accent that was in the school hallway.

She jumped up and down excitedly.

"This room is so beautiful! I could live here! The colors and patterns.. Oh wow!" Rapunzel squealed and then she cleared her throat when she saw the way Mrs. Flanigan was looking at her.

"Have a seat, Miss Rapunzel. You can meet with Mr. Walt in a few minutes." The secretary gave her a stern look before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

Rapunzel sat in one of the armchairs and quickly pulled her sketchbook out of her backpack. She began a quick sketch of the school hallway. Outlining the lockers and the emphasizing the wooden structure. She couldn't wait to contrast the wood with bright colors from the stained glass.

She heard a door open and looked up from the drawing. An older man with kind eyes was standing outside an office that said, PRINCIPAL stenciled on a plaque.

"Miss Rapunzel. Why don't you come in and we'll have a chat?" Mr. Walt smiled at her and held the door open for her.

She stuck her sketchbook back in her bag and walked across the room to his office.

"Please, have a seat." Mr. Walt gestured to an armchair across from his desk.

Rapunzel sat down and waited for the principal to get situated in his seat.

"Welcome to Corona Prep, my dear." He said and leaned back in his chair. "Are you excited to be here?" He prompted her.

"Oh yes!" She exclaimed. "I'm so excited to go to a real school." She admitted, tucking her waist length blonde hair, behind an ear.

"Well, Miss Rapunzel, I'm not sure if you know much about this institution, but I can assure you that we are excited for you to be here too." Mr. Walt's eyes crinkled as he smiled at her.

"From what I understand, your mother homeschooled you while running a plastic surgery practice." He asked.

Rapunzel nodded, "She has found a substance that has changed the world of reconstructive surgery. It changes the appearance of skin drastically, not just making someone look young, but also making their skin younger." She explained.

Mr. Walt nodded and continued on, "I see your grades are impressive, and I can tell that you will fit in well here at Corona Prep." He finished, putting the paper that held her homeschooling grades down and looking her in the eye. "Do you have any questions for me?" He asked.

"Um, no sir. I don't think so… Oh wait!" Rapunzel leaned forward and asked the question that had been bugging her since walking into the office.

"Mrs. Flanigan mentioned that Corona Prep hasn't had a new student in a while. What did she mean?" She pressed.

Mr. Walt nodded, "Most of our students have been here since Elementary school. We have had a couple of new students, but mostly the grades have grown up with each other. " He explained. "That's one of the reasons we have started offering scholarships to homeschooled students who want a private school education," He continued, "I would like to add some variety to the mix of students."

"Oh. I understand. It's a wonderful thing you're doing." Rapunzel giggled, and relaxed more into the chair.

"Okay. So this is your schedule." Mr. Walt handed her a piece of paper, "And this is your locker key," He handed her an old-fashioned brass key, "Please take good care of it. You can't imagine how expensive they are to replace."

Rapunzel nodded vigorously and tucked the key safely into a small pocket of her bag.

Mr. Walt continued on, "Here is a map of the campus. Along with the school rules and the dress code guidelines." He handed her three more pieces of paper and gave her a sympathetic smile. He stood up and walked around his desk to pat her on the shoulder. "Don't worry. It seems overwhelming now, but it will make sense soon."

Rapunzel stood up, her eyes shining with excitement. "I'm not worried!" She said enthusiastically.

Mr. Walt laughed and said, "I like your spunk. Alright, I'm going to give you a quick tour before school lets out for the day." He walked quickly across the room and opened the door, making his way outside through the sitting room and front office with Rapunzel right on his heel.

He made a right turn outside the office and walked at a fast pace down the hallway. He stopped by one of the lockers halfway down the hallway that already had her name on it.

"This will be your locker for your entire time here at Corona Prep. Please keep it clean at all times. There is so sense of privacy here. We do locker checks regularly." Mr. Walt instructed.
Rapunzel nodded, her eyes widened seriously.

He took her around the school, pointing out the library, cafeteria, the courtyard for the juniors like her, and her specific classrooms for the semester.

Mr. Walt took her into the uniform store and left her with the lady in charge, Mrs. Sottenburg. She had explained to Rapunzel that she could pick out and try on any of the uniforms she wanted, and when she was finished, she could pay.
Rapunzel gaped at the walls and walls of uniform options; plaid skirts, dresses, polo shirts, button down blouses, cardigans and pull over sweaters. All the shirts and outerwear had Corona Prep's logo, which was a spiraling golden sun. The school bell rang, breaking her trance and she glanced out the door. Hundreds and hundreds of students filled the hallway, going to their lockers and laughing with friends. Rapunzel gasped at the amount of them, and they were all her age! Mrs. Sottenburg walked over and closed the door, mumbling something about how Rapunzel would want privacy while she changed.

As Rapunzel picked what she wanted, she began to picture in her mind's eye the little things she could do to her uniform to personalize them. Surely that was allowed, right?

She handed the things to Mrs. Sottenburg and continued to daydream while looking at the last few students mulling around. She was a private school girl!

Rapunzel grabbed her bags of uniforms and her backpack and walked to her locker to put away the notebooks and textbooks that Mr. Walt had given her. She put everything away and glanced at the time on her iPhone. Her mom would be here soon to pick her up.

She picked up her now empty backpack and her bags of uniforms and made her way out of the school building and sat on the front steps, doodling while she waited. A voice broke her out of her reverie.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" A gruff voice said from in the shadows of the building.
Rapunzel turned her head toward the voice and squinted, trying to make out who was talking. She made out two males, hidden under the arches of the building. They stepped out into the light, wearing Corona Prep uniforms and looking identical. Each one had the same orange hair and stubble. Large and slightly overweight, they crossed their arms and smirked down at Rapunzel. The only thing that told them apart, was the first one had a scar through his eyebrow, and the second one had a scar across his chin.

She felt her heart start beating faster and her eyes widened when she realized just how very alone she was.

"What's your name, kitten?" Eyebrow Scar, sneered.

"Why do you want to know?" Rapunzel stated, bringing her shaking hands up to rest on her hips.

God, she wished she had her mother's ability to intimidate. She stared down the boys like she had seen her mother do many times. Her heart pounded even harder as the two looked at each other and snorted.

"When we ask a question, we expect an answer." Chin Scar said lowly.

Rapunzel glared at them and bent down to pick up her things, she whirled around and smacked into something solid. She felt herself reel backwards with the impact when a pair of large hands grabbed her shoulders, steadying her.

"Well. Excuse you." A voice said.

Rapunzel slowly moved her gaze up to a foot and a half above her. And connected with a glowing pair of brown eyes. His lips parted in a smirk, revealing very white teeth. The uniform was the same as every one she had seen in the store, but the pants hung low on his hips, his boxers peeking out from under the white t-shirt with the Corona Prep logo on the pocket. She gasped at the sight of a boy's underwear and backed away from the guy.

His smirk grew wider and his eyes traveled down her body and back up to her face. Her cheeks flushed when she realized that he was checking her out and her heart pounded so hard she could hear it in her ears.

"New girl." The man in front of her stated, his gaze never breaking away from her. Rapunzel heard the two guys behind her chuckle.

She reminded herself to stay strong and not let these men intimidate her. She held her chin up high and glared at the guy in front of her.

"Can I help you?" She managed to get out, still blushing from his direct stare.

His smirk fell, and he stepped toward her.

"This is my school. So I ask the questions. I believe you owe me an apology for bumping into me and I want your name." He narrowed his eyes at her while the corners of his mouth started to turn up again.

Her heart never slowed and Rapunzel struggled to get a breath in. "I don't believe that I owe you anything. I didn't mean to bump into you." She said, proud of herself for keeping her composure.

His smirk returned and he glanced behind her to the twins.

"Beat it." He barked at them, emphasizing it with a gesture of his head. Rapunzel turned around and saw the two glare at her and make their way over to a car in the back parking lot.

She turned back around and saw the man's eyes still focused on her. Her heart jumped at the intensity of his gaze.

Rapunzel swallowed as he stepped even closer to her. Less than a foot separated them and she could feel the heat coming off his body.

He stared down at her and said, "By the way, my name is Flynn." He smirked one more time and walked away in the opposite direction of the twins.

As soon as he was out of sight she breathed out, willing her heart to calm down. His brown eyes were burned into the back of her brain. No matter how many deep breaths she took in, she couldn't get them out of her head.

Rapunzel spotted her mother's car pulling in, and ran towards it. She glanced once over her shoulder and saw no one in the shadows of the building. She got into the car and immediately her mother grabbed her hands.

"How was it? Was it terrible? I knew we should have found an at home tutor." Gothel said, the words tumbling out of her mouth at an alarming rate.

Rapunzel mustered up as much enthusiasm as she could, "No! It was great! Mr. Walt really took care of me." She said, producing a smile she could only hope was convincing.

As her mother pulled out of the parking lot, all Rapunzel could think about was those brown eyes.