This entire fanfic is dedicated to Nina-D-lux and those of you who still has a little princess deep inside and never actually got over your Princess-phase :P

Just a quick FYI:

The story is based on most of the classic Disney characters, all canon pairings. So you all know who ends up with who, it's just up to me to complicate everything in between and make everyone jump through hoops of fire before they finally come together :D Thanks anyway for those of you who even bothered to click since there may not be anything appealing about my story from the "Preview", like "Pff, what difference is her story to the gazillion other Disney fanfics out there?". Well, for one thing, my plot is pretty original (besides certain parts where I try to go with the original movie), so if mine seems to be somewhat similar to yours, I swear it's a coincidence. I've got lots of great things install for the beloved Disney characters, so just stick with me on this ^^

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Chapter 1

You can do this girl. It's no biggie. It's just another spar, the last one of the day. You can do this! He's just another guy. You've beaten tons of guys, he's no exception. This is your thing. I am in the "zone", I can do this!

Mulan rarely got nervous for matches; she never seemed to feel the pressure. She easily fought her way to the final match. Ok, it was only "easy" because the last guy in the semi-finals was uncomfortable with hitting girls so she had a distinct advantage. But this guy? Where does she even begin? He's so…

Cute?

No?! No. He's just… his face is just… very… agreeable. But also really… intimidating.

Girl, who you kiddin'? You know he's damn well fine! Look at that fine figure and them broad shoulders! And look at how the fine silky fabric clings to them nice shoulders of his.

Shut up! God, why do you sound so ghetto, little voice in my head? And why do you keep using the word "fine"?

You know I'm damn right girlfriend.

Shut up! But dammit, he's the type of boy my parents definitely would approve of.

You gonna have smart, gorgeous, Kung Fu-fightin' babies.

Shut up!

It was a friendly match organized by Mulan's Master, Master Fung; and his good friend, Master Li from a different martial arts studio across town. They wanted to have their students compete against one another for practice in the upcoming regional tournaments. She didn't think much of it until she laid eyes on Master Li's son. He was the best student in their studio (obviously), but fortunately she was too in her own studio.

Mulan watched as her opponent took his place across the mat. He doesn't look worried at all. If anything, he definitely had no problem hitting girls.

Tsk tsk. Domestic violence ain't good for the marriage, girl.

Shut up!

"Fa Mulan?" the supervising Judge asked to make sure she was the right opponent. Mulan nodded.

"Li Shang?" Her opponent nodded too.

Li Shang… Mrs. Li, has a nice ring to it.

Shutupshutupshutupshutup!

They bowed to the Judge, then at each other. When he gave the signal, the spar had started. Too distracted with her own thoughts, Mulan barely saw the kick come as it landed square on her chest, sending her sprawling on the floor. The Judge gestured to Shang, indicating the point when to him.

Ow.

"Focus, Mulan!" cried her Master somewhere in the background.

"My son will beat her easily," Master Li whispered to his friend with a smirk.

"We'll see about that," Mulan's Master replied, smiling.

Both opponents returned to their starting positions. And the signal was again given to fight.

Focus Mulan, you can do this!

She attacked first but he blocked her kick. He returned it with a punch but she dodged away to the left and quickly hooked a kick to his chest.

Bam! Score! Hah, now we're even!

But the third point went to Shang again when he hit her in the face.

Ooh, bitch slap! Girl, that gotta hurt!

And I'm going to feel this tomorrow.

Tough love.

Shut up!

"Well, it's only a friendly competition but I'd congratulate you for trying," Master Li mused to his friend.

"Don't be too cocky, Li. This is only the third point, he hasn't won yet."

"Yet," Master Li gloated.

Mulan raised her hands just in time to block the kick. She was about to jump up and slap-kick Shang but he ducked. He recovered before she did and crouch-sliced her down with his leg. And he almost got the chance to punch her in the face again but she reacted faster and swiveled back up. Whilst Shang was still in a crouching position, Mulan tried to slice her leg down onto his face. Shang used his forearm to block the kick but he didn't expect Mulan to retract her leg so fast, and side-kick him in the chest again, sending Shang on his ass.

Girl, you tryna break his heart?

Wha- No! If anything, he's breaking mine.

Ooh, guuuuuuuuurl.

Shut up.

"Hah! You were saying, Li?" Master Fung laughed.

"She's good, but not good enough. Those ten bucks will be mine!" Master Li huffed.

Mulan took a deep breath. As the Judge gave the final signal, Shang leapt for her with a cry of fury, his flying kick aimed right at her face. She side-stepped out of the way as he landed with a soft thud on the mat. He swung a fist at her abdomen but she cross-blocked him and tried to twist his hand for leverage to do a turning-kick to his face. Shang's other free hand caught her right leg before the damage was done. They were both momentarily locked in each other's grip until Mulan kicked herself free. Now they circled each other around the mat, fixed in an intense gaze, Shang's more intense than Mulan's.

Now or never Mulan!

Yeah! Whoop pretty boy's sorry ass!

She took a quick step forward, turned around and rear-kicked him in the chest. Shang easily grabbed her right leg with both his hands.

Gotcha right where I want you!

Shang took the bait and before he knew it Mulan supported herself with both hands on the ground, sending a donkey-like kick with her left leg right up Shang's jaw.

Damn girl, hee-to-the-haw! That's what I'm talking about! Right in pretty boy's face! Whoooo!

Yes! Boo-yah!

The Judge signaled the end of the match and declared Mulan winner. Mulan got up and beamed at Master Fung and her friends with excitement and utter glee. She was doing a mental victory lap, complete with a victory dance and victory theme song.

"Hah! Pay up, Li!" Master Fung rubbed Mulan's victory in Master Li's face by pumping his fists.

Even Master Li was in disbelief for a few seconds before his face turned into a scowl. He muttered a "She got lucky" as he took his wallet out and threw a ten-dollar bill at his friend.

Shang felt the most shocked and annoyed of all. He muttered and cursed himself for not seeing that stupid kick coming. He had never been so humiliated in all his life. Defeated by the hands of a girl! Shang was so disappointed with himself, but worst of all, he disappointed his father. He wanted to punch someone really, really badly. After their bow, he took the walk of shame off the mat back to his Master, or rather father, with his head down in anger. Mulan on the other hand, leapt to the embrace of her friends as they squealed in excitement for her victory.

"You were awesome, Mulan!" Mei cried.

"Omigosh that kick. Eeeee! It was like wham! Right in the face!" Su squealed in delight.

"You okay, Mulan? That punch in the face before was a pretty hard hit," Ting Ting regarded her kindly.

"Yeah I'm fine. But holy crap, I can't believe I did that! I did that!" The four of them did a tight group hug, bouncing up and a down like children.

"'Eeee! Omigawwwd!' Fah! They're a bunch of sissies anyway. Screw them, Shang!" Yao, a stocky and gruff student of Master Li yelled from across the room.

"Yeah, talk about stupid! Forget them, Shang!" Ling, his skinny friend chimed in.

Mulan just ignored them and went to hug Master Fung. He put on his strict face again and held her by the shoulders to stop her from further hugs. Mulan just giggled and bowed to her master.

Shang went up to them and gave a polite but forced bow, then turned to rejoin Master Li and his friends.

Mulan felt the need to say something in return, anything.

Shit. What did the guys call it? Nice game?- Good game! Good game, yeah. Gg.

"Uh... hey!" Shang turned back. "Uh... gg!"

Shang pulled a face of confusion and left. Even Mulan's Master kind of went "wat".

Well... So much for playing it cool.

Girl, that was real smooth. Real fuckin' smooth.

Shut up!

Mulan's cheeks stained red and she retreated to the comfort of her friends, opting to pretend that that embarrassing moment never happened.

Master Li yelled at Master Fung melodramatically, "This isn't over!"

"It's ok. It's just a friendly competition, right Li?" Master Fung shouted back.

"Next time it's twenty bucks!" Master Li grunted and led his students out the room, with Shang following closely behind. He gave the girls a look of disdain.

Chien Po was still packing his things by benches, but his friends were already leaving. "Guys! Wait up!"

"Come on! We're not waiting for you, fatass!" Yao shot back.

"Hey, that's mean!" Chien Po cried, but Yao ignored him.

As Ling was halfway out the door, he looked back to the girls across the room and mouthed a "Call me" to Ting Ting but she just rolled her eyes. That's when Yao bumped into Ling at the doorway.

"Oi! Move it!"

"Quit pushing! Can't you see I'm trying to say goodbye to Ting Ting?!"

Ting Ting rolled her eyes again from the other side of the room.

"The only thing that's gonna ting is your face when I'm done with it, now move it!" Yao slapped Ling's ass.

"Ow! Fuck off, oompa loompa! Go back to your chocolate factory!"

"What did you just call me?!" Yao sized Ling up and glared him right in the eye.

Ling didn't budge an inch, maintaining eye-contact with Yao. "An oompa. Fucking. Loompa."

"That's it! You're asking for it!" The two started fighting right then and there. Yao punched Ling in the gut, sending him bending over to Yao's height.

Ling returned the favour by twisting Yao's nipples. And Yao let out a feminine scream.

Mei and Su couldn't hold in their laugh when they saw the ridiculous spectacle before them. And Ting Ting let slip an extremely unfeminine snort, sending the girls into further giggle fits. "So gay," Ting Ting muttered, in an effort to stop herself from laughing.

Yao turned and saw Mei laughing and his angry expression softened midway when he and Ling were in a comical deadlock, but then Ling broke his distraction when he reached his hand over Yao's face and tugged at his nostrils.

"Nnaaggh! Net go!" Yao shouted at Ling with a nasally voice as his nose was plugged.

"Not so tough now huh, tough guy?!"

Yao shot his hand up to Ling's face in revenge and clamped in on Ling's cheeks so he now looked like an absurd fish.

"Ferk erff, Yerrr!"

"Nnno! Nyuu funk ngoff firnst!"

At that point, Chien Po finally caught up to them. In seeing Yao and Ling fighting again, he just picked them both up effortlessly, and separated the boys. Chien Po then carried each of them by the waist under his arms.

"Agh! Put me down!" Ling screamed.

"Nobody man-handles Yao!"

"Shut up!" And Ling kicked Yao in the ass.

Chien Po just shook his head, just in time to see Su giving him a small wave. That's so adorable, he thought and just smiled back.

Then finally the boys were gone. Mulan's victorious grin faltered a little.

Well, there goes pretty boy.

Sigh. Yes, there he goes.

The sad thought passed Mulan and she turned to her Master, "Did you guys bet on us?"

"Uh..." Master Fung pocketed the ten bucks. "No, not at all."

Mulan practically knocked down the door and fell flat on her face as she stumbled into the classroom.

"Hey guys!" she wheezed.

"Hey klutz," said Meg.

She got a few "Heys" simultaneously from Kida, a frustrated Meri and a book-distracted Belle.

"Someone's in a good mood," Meg mused. "You finished your essay early?"

"Nope," Mulan beamed. She took a little joyful spin and sat down in her seat.

"Something's up… It's a Monday… Why are you so happy?" Meg narrowed her eyes suspiciously. Meg was smart, too smart.

"Nooooothing," Mulan said to lead her best friend on. They seemed like a most unlikely pair to be best friends, with Meg being one of the most condescending, arrogant, sassiest person known to mankind; and Mulan being the very opposite. Their friendship was mostly based on Meg's admiration for Mulan's good grades, and Mulan's appreciation for Meg's intelligence and wit. They weren't always friends. In fact, they used to be enemies. But that's a story for another time. Despite their differences, they somehow got through much drama and became the best of friends.

Meg shook Mulan by the shoulders, demanding an answer. "Tell me what happened, woman!"

"Yes! Finally!" Meri cried in the background. Then a second later she flipped. "Aargh! Stupid, cheap piece of crap! Ugh!" She began banging her head on the table.

"What's wrong?" Mulan asked.

"My stupid, stupid hair-tie broke! Just when I finally got it to tie my frickin' hair!" Meri yelled in exasperation. "Ugh!" She proceeded to face-plant onto the desk, completely given up on her orange mane.

"Yeah, that's real cute. Now tell me what happened, Mulan! Something happened! Spill!" Meg insisted.

"Why does Meg use the word 'spill'? Is there something leaking?" Kida asked.

English wasn't Kida's first language especially since she just moved to America with her family last year. Meg rolled her eyes, "Christ."

"It's a slang word meaning 'to reveal something'; hence Meg is telling Mulan to 'spill' her secrets," Belle explained matter-of-factly without looking up from her book.

"Ah… I see."

"What's gotten your panties twisted in a knot?" Meri asked Meg, with her face smushed on the desk.

"Heh, her panties are always twisted in a knot," Mulan laughed.

"Don't try to change the subject!" Meg glared.

"Ok, ok..." Mulan put her hands up in surrender. "Well… I won a Kung Fu match…"

"That's it?" Meg cut in.

"… Aaand there was this guy…" Mulan mumbled.

"Now you have my attention!" Meg smiled slyly.

"Well, it's more like I met this guy, then I beat him in the match…"

"I'm listening." Meri sat straight up and pulled her chair up to them both, along with Kida.

"Tell us about this boy," Kida said.

"Is he cute?" Meg asked.

"Eeehhhhhhhhhhh…" Mulan dragged the word out as her face burned up.

"Look at you, getting all worked up over some boy," Meg teased, "Since when do you care about this sort of thing?"

"Hey, a girl can look!" Mulan protested.

"Is he tall?" Meri asked.

"Does he have a nice ass?"

"Is he nice?"

"Smart?"

"Does he wear glasses?"

"Oooh, what about dimples?"

"Eww... does he have like a weird butt-chin?"

"Uh... We barely talked to each other..." Mulan wasn't sure how to respond as she was bombarded with questions.

"Did you check out his package?" Ok, that was probably Meg.

"What?! No! Eww, no! What the hell?! I'm not a pervert!"

"Does he smell good?" And that was also Meg.

"How am I-" wait, Mulan actually knew this one because he was actually close enough at one point to sniff, "Actually... yeah. Yeah, he did. He actually smelled pretty good."

Meg raised her right brow, "Oh, so you like the smell of musty, sweaty men, hmm?"

"He's only around my age."

"Eww, what if he's actually younger, like 14 or something and he's just one of those really mature-looking guys? You cougar, you."

"Meg! Stop jumping to conclusions!"

"Well you're not telling me anything! Girl's gotta guess."

"Yeah, you haven't really said anything besides telling us he's a cute guy," Meri pointed out.

"Well, if you stop interrupting me..." Mulan tried to get a say in her own story.

"Wait, you said there was beating involved? Did you spank him? Damn, I didn't know you were that kinky," Meg gave Mulan an impish smile.

"No! God, no way! Stop making everything sound so dirty!" Mulan smacked Meg.

"Well did you at least get his number? Facebook? Whatsapp? Haha, kik?"

"No! I told you, we barely talked..." Mulan trailed off, sounding a little disappointed. Fuck, why was she getting worked up over some guy?

Stop it, Mulan. Stop. It.

"D'awww, look at my baby! All grown up and getting her heart broken!" Meg cooed and cradled Mulan's head to her chest.

"Shut up!" Mulan tried to push Meg away, but she only held on tighter.

"It's ok, I'll protect you from assholes who try to break you heart."

"You really mean that?" Mulan asked.

"No." Meg let go of her head, "Your face is enough to scare them off. If not that, your spazziness will."

Meri barked out in laughter, even Kida had to struggle to keep a straight face.

"Bitch," Mulan smacked Meg hard on the arm.

"She's got a point though," Meri said, defending Meg.

"What is this, gang-up-on-Mulan day?!"

Meg chuckled, "Isn't that every day?"

"You guys are mean. So, so mean," Mulan pouted.

"You know what would make this even better? If we stalked this guy's facebook," Meri mused.

"That's the attitude!" Meg smiled deviously at Meri and they both high-fived.

"What? No! You guys!" Mulan looked at her friends incredulously.

"Don't tell me you're not even a little curious?" Meg eyes Mulan cheekily.

Ok, yes she was a teensy curious. Mulan sighed in defeat. "Ugh, fine. Just search his damn profile."

Meri took her iPhone 5 out of her pocket and went on the facebook app. "What's he called again?"

"Uh... um..." Mulan was embarrassed to have to repeat his name.

Meri just rolled her eyes at Mulan's girliness, "Here, just type it yourself." And simply shoved her phone to Mulan.

Mulan quickly typed in his name in the search bar and there were quite a few pages of "Li Shang" in the world, even a few Chinese names showed up.

Crap... What if he actually put his Chinese name on his profile and has like some weird picture for dp? How the heck am I supposed to find him then? I can't go through every one of them? Or worse... his dp is of him and his girlfriend...

"Well?" Her friends were waiting for the verdict.

"Uh... Just a sec..."

"Hurry up!" Meri jabbed impatiently at Mulan.

"The suspense is killing me," said Meg, completely sarcastic.

"Just wait!"

"Ugh, gimme the phone." Meg snatched it from Mulan. Now everyone crowded in to peer at the tiny screen, all with the exception of Belle who was still buried in her book.

"Ooh, he's Chinese. I see you like to keep the bloodline strong." This earned Meg a slap to the arm.

"-Ow! Jesus! Stop with the slapping already!"

"Not if you stop saying gross shit!"

"Girls, girls, you're both pretty. Let's get back to the stalking, hmm?" Meri mediated.

Meg muttered something about her being the prettier one and scrolled down the facebook page. " Uh-huh... uh-huh..." She looked up to meet everyone's eager faces, "Yeah, I can't read Chinese. And I have no idea what he looks like either."

Everyone collectively groaned.

"-Oh wait- this guy's pretty decent!" The girls crowded in again. There wasn't enough room for Mulan's head to peep and she was awkwardly on the outside looking in. "Dayum! Checkout his petite little girlfriend!"

Mulan caught her breath. So he does have a girlfriend.

"Look at that tiny waist! What does this girl eat? Low-fat water?!" Meri cried in disbelief and barked a laugh.

"Forget the waist, just look at the those knockers! She must be the epitome of knock-knock jokes!" Meg sneered.

Great, so now he has busty, skinny, petite, probably gorgeous, porcelain girlfriend. The kind that she is totally not and is probably exactly Shang's type...

Girl, you jelly?

What?! No, I'm not jealous.

Sure.

I'm just...

Green with envy, girl?

No?! No! No. I'm not.

Sure you are.

Shut up!

"This girl's breasts are..." Kida racked her brain for an appropriate word, "... large."

"Girl probably stuffs, or she's wearing a bra that does more push-ups than any straight white boy," Meg emphasised by making obscene gestures in front of her chest.

"Yeah, I'm sure he fell for her 'personality', and by that I mean personalitits." Meg and Meri just cackled at their own jokes.

"Oi, Mulan! What's his name? I can't read Chinese." Meg turned over and handed her the phone so she could identify the name.

Mulan took it gingerly, a little reluctant to look at the screen. Her eyes squinted to adjust to the bright light emitting from the device. "Wait..." She looked at the profile again, "This isn't even Chinese, it's Korean, you idiot!" As it turns out, it wasn't Shang at all. This was a picture of some skimpy Korean kid and his little Korean girlfriend taking a selfie. Mulan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

They made a cute couple, Mulan thought, but by God were those boobs unnaturally and horrendously big.

"How am I supposed to know?! All your Asian characters look the same!"

"No they don't! You're just ignorant."

"I," Meg stated, "Just don't care."

"What the hell's a Korean name doing here on your search?" Meri asked.

"Beats me," replied Mulan.

Now everyone crammed around Mulan and it was Meg's turn to be awkwardly left out, unable to poke her head in to see.

"Hey?! I can't see! Guys! Ugh! Move your fat ass, Meri!"

"You get a smaller ass! My ass is just fine, thank you very much."

"Well..." Meg had to come up with a better comeback, "Get a bigger phone! iPhones are too damn small, get Android!"

"I found him!" Mulan suddenly shouted, "I found him!" She was saying it like she's won the lottery. "Ehm, I mean, yeah... It wasn't as hard as I thought..."

She clicked into the profile, and there was a cover picture of him and presumably his swim team all lined up for a team photo. You could tell it was the swim team because 1) all of them were topless in either swim jammers or little speedo briefs and 2) if you haven't guessed already (and an added bonus) was that they were all guys.

Meg and Meri both let out a nice, long whistle.

"Well, I'll be damned. You sure know how to pick 'em, Mulan."

Shang was one of the guys crouching in the front row of the photo. It was obvious who he was since he was the only Chinese-looking kid on the team. There were guys standing in the back row and guys crouching in the front and there were two other guys, one blonde and black haired in the middle holding a huge trophy.

They all looked very nice in swim attire. Very, very nice.

Especially Shang.

Yeah... -I mean, no -I mean... he's just...

F-I-N-E?

Shut up!

"Look at that blonde one in the middle! I mean -hoo!" Meg could barely contain herself. Just because the girl wasn't looking for a relationship, doesn't mean she can't go window shopping.

Kida couldn't help but play a smirk on her face and Meri was nodding in approval with a "not bad, not bad at all" face.

"-And that one with the black hair, I mean those eyes, holy fuck, where do you get people with eyes that friggin' blue?!" Meg was still on about it, "-and them speedos! I just can't-"

Mulan was already blushing so hard right now, she needed to cover her face up with her hands.

"-and those abs! Don't even get me started on the abs- These guys should be working for Abercrombie and Fitch?!"

"Meg, shut up!" Mulan had to pull Meg down back into her seat.

Meg, now all hormone-crazed, grabs the phone from Mulan to get a better look.

"Meg!"

But Meg completely ignored her, "See? Why can't guys in our school look this good?!"

A couple of guys in the classroom turned and glared at Meg.

"Have you seen these guys?" Meg stood up again. "None of you can compete with the big leagues!" she yelled back at the boys in her class.

"Fuck you, Meg!" Some guy shouted at Meg.

"Suck my d-"

"Meg!"

"-donkey piss..." Meg narrowed her eyes at the boys but then let it drop and sat down again.

Her attention span was like a goldfish and immediately reverted back to the phone, "Oooh, look at his profile picture, he's in a suit and all. Heh, he's posing with his parents, all studious and shit. Guy needs to smile more."

True. Shang was smiling in neither photo.

"Yeah... He was so serious during the match."

"You know... I think I recognise their school..." Meri looked at the picture again, aaaand perhaps just also as an excuse to admire the boys' very err... admirable physiques.

"Really?" Mulan sat up straight.

"Yeah, I think my dad's friend's son goes there or something... See their swimming caps? It's that boys school across town, that fancy academy place." Meri told her friends.

Come to think of it, Mulan did remember Shang's martial arts studio being across town...

"No wonder they're all, well... like that. Them frat boys. You have got good taste, you sly dog, you!" Meg gave Mulan a look. "Damn. Well, I guess we've seen it all. Him in a suit, and him topless. Now all you need is him in his birthday suit." Meg narrowed her eyes suggestively at Mulan.

"Eww! Fuck no! No! Nononononono!" Mulan had to give Meg a hard shove.

"Now that's a picture." Meg looked at all her friends.

"Meg!" Now even Meri had to smack Meg. "Fuck, now I can't get that image out of my head! Ugh! Gross!"

"You're welcome. Alas, these boys are just eye-candy and nothing more. They're a dime a dozen. So..." Meg turned back to Mulan, "Your parents would definitely approve of him. When do I get to be godmother of your babies, hmm?" Meg teased.

"Shut up!" Mulan blushed. "For your information, I'll probably never see him again. He just had… a nice face. Your so-called 'eye-candy', that's it."

"You sure?" She gave Mulan that dirty look again. "But I mean that Naveen guy's eye-candy and you don't see me blushing when I mention his name."

"That's because you don't like anyone, Meg. Aaaand you set your standards way too high for any mortal to reach," Meri stated.

"Yeah, that too. Besides, the selection of guys here are just soooooooo dry." Meg said it loud enough just so the boys in her class could hear. "Anyway, why should I adjust my standards and lower it down to their level anyway? I'm infinity and beyond. Boys are just gonna have to work for this," Meg gestured to herself head to toe.

"You're too proud. You've got way too much attitude," Meri said.

"Why thank you, I take that as a compliment." Meg bowed at them sarcastically.

"Correction: You're just a bitch," Mulan stated flat out. Ouch. Well, being the best friend gives you certain liberties.

"Yeah, that too. But hey, this bitch is worth the trouble." Meg returned Mulan's statement with a smug smile.

"Anyway, tell us more about this boy!" said Kida trying reel the subject back to Shang.

Mulan began describing in detail what he looked like and his behavior during the match just so her friends won't pester her anymore about silly details. She also painted a vivid picture on how she kicked his ass, just to give them a glimpse of what she can do to them if they kept teasing her. But we all know that will never stop. She finished her whole story in time before the bell rang for registration, having been interrupted by her friends many times and the occasional snide comments from Meg. (She intentionally left out that awkward comment she made after the match because well, who needed to know?)

Naveen plopped into his seat and put his legs on the table. He didn't get why people hated Monday, it was just like any other day to him because he simply didn't care. This year has waltzed by and it's already the end of February. A little less than four months more of surviving this stupid school and it'll be summer, babes and beaches. Naveen barely passes his subjects since he skips classes or just mucks around all the time. The only reason they haven't expelled him was because daddy is filthy rich.

His partner-in-crime is Phoebus. He wasn't as exotic as his friend, but is handsome nonetheless. He had blonde hair and a cheeky twinkle in his eyes. He was always up for a joke and was the comic-relief of the pair. They were both players, awfully good ones too. Naveen was obviously more physically attractive with tanned brown skin and chocolate hair. Why girls prefer tanned men, he'll never know, but he was indeed very charming. A quiver of his eyebrows, his dazzling smile, and a little wink can send the ladies swooning all over the place and their knees buckling. Phoebus' weapon of choice was his sense of humour and his way with words. Girls always succumb to their every whim, with the exception of Tiana and Esmeralda.

Tiana just wasn't that type of girl to be fooled by good looks. She was too focused on her studies to be tempted by dumb boys and their trashy pick-up lines. Tiana was much too smart and competent for guys anyway.

As for Esmeralda, she herself was all too familiar with the game they're playing because she is well-versed with its rules. She is cunning when it comes to the art of flirting, knowing that 'She who controls the cookie, controls the game.' And Esmeralda's cookie was the cookie of cookies. She was the most gorgeous girl in school; practically every guy can't help but stare as she walked by. Almost half the school has a crush on her and the other half, which are the girls, envied her good looks. But what's not to like? She was kind to everyone, particularly the girls; she was an extremely talented dancer, whenever the school had an assembly or other fancy occasions Esmeralda was asked to perform; she was also smart, with a full scholarship as a reward for her good grades and esteemed talents. Tiana and Esmeralda were very good friends and they were alike in many ways, except Esmeralda was much more appealing and charismatic.

Naveen looked over to Esmeralda and scanned her perfect 36-24-36 physique from head to toe. It had become a daily routine for him to make sure he got a good look at her every chance he got. God, how could anyone be sick of a sight like her? That piece of eye-candy was like a drug to him.

Esmeralda was talking to Tiana about some assignment due at the end of the week. Lottie who was next to them half-focused at the conversation, noticed Naveen looking at their direction. She giggled and did a cute little wave by wiggling her fingers at him. Naveen rolled his eyes, and just waved back casually. His small gesture sent Lottie into a flutter of giggles and her face burned up immediately. She sighed dreamily.

Naveen always found Lottie very irritating with her high-pitched squeals and overly pink pinkness. Her pink clothes, pink makeup, the matching pink jewelry, pouches and stationary… And the studs, who could forget the studs. God, how can anyone stand so much pink? She was like Barbie except well… fatter. And that toxic Taylor Swift crap she sprays. Ugh. It smelled like sweet candy floss and strawberries. It wasn't that bad at first, but after being exposed to it for a while, it's sickening. The worst part was that Lottie was always in the way. Every time he wanted to make a move on Esmeralda, Lottie was just there. Like cupid trying to shoot his arrows of love, except Lottie was on the receiving end. But who could blame her? All the girls were pretty much on the receiving end anyway. Except for Esmeralda.

He walked up to her in his usual suave manner and placed his hand on the table, covering the book Tiana was working on.

"Hey, Esme." Naveen flashed Esmeralda his flashiest smile. Tiana rolled her eyes while trying to pry her book from under Naveen's hand.

Esmeralda tried to ignore Naveen, but after seeing him rooted in the same spot for a few seconds she finally turned around. "What is it, Naveen?" she said in her raspy, seductive voice. That was another bonus, Naveen thought, Esmeralda's incredibly sexy voice.

"Haaaaaay Naveen!" Lottie giggled uncontrollably in the background.

"So I was wondering…" Naveen began, "My dad recently had uh, La Esmeralda polished up… You wanna maybe take a ride this weekend? Just you and me? I'll put the wind in your sails if you raise my mast." Naveen wagged his eyebrows.

"You're disgusting." Tiana pulled a face.

"Aww, that is soooo cute! He named his car after you!" Lottie squealed.

"La Esmeralda is a boat, not a car, Lottie," Tiana explained, as one who actually understood the dirty pick-up line. Idiot. As if using luxurious shit to bait Esmeralda would work.

"She's not just a boat, she's a yacht. The smoothest and quietest there is too. So whaddaya say, Esme?" Naveen gleamed. How could she possibly resist such an offer from the Naveen?

They were too focused on the conversation to realize that Phoebus had arrived on the scene. Once he spotted Esmeralda and his best friend, he too wanted to join in their little crowd. He swung his arm over Esmeralda's shoulders and pulled her close to him.

"Heya, gorgeous! What's up?"

"The ceiling," Tiana replied sarcastically in her seat, obviously not in the mood to entertain Phoebus.

"Naveen invited Esmeralda to his boat, La Esmeralda for a date. They're goin' on a romantic boat ride this weekend… Can I come, Naveen? I'd like to ride your boat too!" Lottie pleaded.

"Eww!" Tiana smacked Lottie.

"Ow! What?! What'd I say?"

Phoebus feigned hurt and grabbed his chest with his free hand, "A date?! Without inviting mua? You bastard! I'm honestly hurt, Naveen. I thought we were the best of friends! What happened to 'Bros before hoes'?" Phoebus began to drag Esmeralda away from Naveen, "Come, Esmeralda! I shall take you away from this wretched man, and you and I will have a rrrrromantic candlelight dinner instead."

Tiana rolled her eyes as Esmeralda wriggled free from Phoebus' grasp. She walked right up to Naveen, inches from his face with her eyes narrowed and her lips curled up the slightest bit. She tiptoed, arms resting her arms on his chest and looked right into his eyes, "Don't. Call. Me. Esme." Then she spun around and pushed Naveen away as her wavy hair smacked him in the face.

Phoebus opened his arms and said, "Do I get some of that too?"

Esmeralda went up to Phoebus and punched him in the gut. "That was for calling me a hoe!" And she walked back to Tiana and Lottie.

"Ow! Ok, geez. I'm sorry!" Phoebus walked back to his seat next to Naveen's. "That girl can seriously punch!" He said to Naveen once out of earshot, whilst he rubbed his stomach.

'Dude! What the fuck was that?!" Naveen shoved Phoebus. "You ruined my chance with Esmeralda! I was so close and you just had to walk in with your loud mouth!"

"Pff, since when do you need my help screwing up your chances with Esmeralda? And what the fuck's 'La Esmeralda'? Since when do you have a boat called 'La Esmeralda'?" Phoebus shoved Naveen back.

"It's a yacht. And no, I don't have a yacht named 'La Esmeralda'. But the point was that my family had a yacht and it easily could've been smooth sailing if you hadn't waltzed right in! And speak for yourself! You got your ass handed to you, Johnny Bravo."

"Hey there baby!" Phoebus started to do his best Johnny Bravo impression and flexed at Naveen. "Man, I'm pretty!" Naveen just shoves Phoebus again.

At the girls' table, Tiana smirked. "Girl, you were real feisty just now!" complimenting Esmeralda's method of boy-disposal.

"They're idiots anyway." She smiled back.

"Yeah, and 'La Esmeralda'? Like really? That was really bad, like even for Naveen. I'm actually very disappointed."

"Ugh, I just hate that he called me 'Esme'. God, I hate that nickname! It reminds me of that Twilight character."

"Hey! Don't hate on Twilight, it was a good series! And Esme was a wonderful mom!" Lottie huffed.

"It was a really stupid, and you know it. I mean, sparkling vampires? Please," Esmeralda bobbed her head to get her point across.

"No, it's not! Edward is a god!" Lottie defended. She was a believer of true love, even if true love came in the form of sparkling vampires and werewolves. And one day, she was going to get her prince charming and her happy ending. She looked over to Naveen's direction and sighed. "You know… Naveen kind of looks like Edward and Jacob mixed together… Soooo hot…" she murmured.

Tiana gave her a look. "Eww. What do you see in him anyway? He's such a pompous ass."

"I dunno… He's just soooo good to look at." Lottie sighed again and poked Esmeralda, "You're sooo lucky he asked you on a date. Why doesn't he ask me out?" And she pouted in disappointment.

Both Tiana and Esmeralda ignored her and continued planning on their assignment.

The first lesson was dragging painfully slow as Charming slumped down on his desk, pulling his hair and pinching his own cheeks to keep himself awake. That was the magic of Monday; everything just goes in super slow motion. Every time he checked the clock it felt like an interval of eternity when in fact it's only been five minutes. Ugh. And gravity was also particularly strong on Mondays as Charming felt himself being drawn to the table. He tried to defy it but his efforts were futile as he struggled in vain to lift his head. Whatever. English fuckin' sucks anyway. They were doing 1984 by George Orwell and it was absolute torture. This is fuckin' bullshit.

After what felt like ten hours, Charming's selective hearing caught the word "break" and he immediately leapt up from his seat and yawned. Other students were getting out of their seats to talk to their friends, take a sip of water or just stretching after sitting still for an hour straight.

"Dude, what are we doing now?" Charming asked his friend, only half-awake.

"Um, we have a break now, but after that we need to write a paragraph explaining why Winston loves Big Brother," Phillip replied.

"Who's Winston? And who the hell's Big Brother?"

His friend gave him a "duh" look.

"What? Whatever, I'll just ask Cinderella." Charming walked two rows over to where Cindy was scribbling in her notebook.

"Hey, Cinderella!" He ruffled her hair and slapped his notebook down in front of her. "How do I do this Winston-Big Brother thing?"

She glared at him with her brilliant blue eyes. "Go away, jerk! And stop calling me 'Cinderella'!" She began combing through her messed up hair with her fingers.

He smirked and ruffled her hair again, this time with both hands. Cinderella has surprisingly soft hair, Charming noted.

"Dude, stop it! God, you're so annoying!"

"I'll only stop if you help me."

"Just because you suck doesn't make it my problem!" she shot back. Cindy hated Charming. Since day one, he had singled her out as a target for his stupid little taunts and pranks. He liked bullying her for his personal amusement. As if having two spoiled rotten step sisters and a strict, stingy stepmother weren't enough to torment her. What did she ever do to deserve such a fate?

"Leave her alone, Charming." Aurora came over to Cinderella's rescue, and crossed her arms. She was normally a shy person, but when someone threatens her friends, they're looking for trouble. And Charming was constantly looking for trouble.

"And what are you gonna do, Ms. Goody-goody? Tell on me?" Charming taunted. The teacher was too focused on revising her notes to bother with her students during break.

Aurora put her hands on her hips and said, "You're so immature. Maybe if you actually focused in class, you would know how to do the classwork."

"Nyehnyehnyehnyehnyehnyehnyeh… Whatever." Bitch. Aurora was hot and all, but he couldn't stand goody-goody brats like her. Some people just can't take a joke. Charming scowled. He took his notebook then tugged at Cinderella's hair one last time and sprinted back to his seat.

"Hey! Jerk!" Cindy glowered at Charming, and he just stuck his tongue out like a child.

Charming mumbled a series of curse words then turned to his friend, "Phil, you gotta help me with this. I don't get this stupid book at all."

"That's because you haven't read it at all," Phillip said casually.

"Yeah, well half the class hasn't read it either. Who cares?"

"I have."

Charming rolled his eyes. "Dude, you're being such a dork. Stop trying to impress Ms. Goody-goody princess. Her royal highness is too high and fuckin' mighty anyway. She'll never go for guys like us, so get your head out of your ass and teach me how to do this."

It was Phillip's turn to roll his eyes, "You mean guys like you." Then he sighed, "why are we even friends? You're such a dick."

"At least I have one."

"Ooh, that's rich, coming from you."

"I am rich," Charming said arrogantly with a smile.

Phillip rolled his eyes. "You just can't stand smart people in general. What do you have against Aurora anyway? She's intelligent and..." He stopped before he blurted out the word "beautiful". "Yeah." And looked over to Aurora when a small smile slipped unto his lips. Phillip's had a crush on her for years and everyone knows, but he never really admitted his feelings to her because he's afraid to get shot down. Aurora was just… perfect… She was the ideal student, the teachers love her, and Phillip certainly did too.

"Gaaaaaaaaay," Charming cupped his hands and yammered into Phillip's ear. "And I'm not standing, I'm sitting."

Meanwhile, Snow White skipped over to her besties after finishing her paragraph.

"Hey! Aurora, you're already done? Dude, you're so fast!" Snow exclaimed incredulously. Aurora just shrugged. "Oh my gosh, Cindy! What happened to your hair?!"

Aurora explained and afterwards Snow reacted immediately, "He did that?! Why I oughta... I oughta…" Snow tried to think of something horrible she could do to Charming.

"Chill! He's not worth it anyway," Aurora reminded Snow, being the more rational and calm out of the three of them.

Cindy folded her arms on the table and rested her head whilst Snow helped her comb through her tangled hair. "Charming my butt! He's such a... a jerk! I hate him," she complained a little childishly.

"I so agree." Snow paused then suddenly brightened up, "Oh oh oh! You guys, you guys! Do you wanna come to my house and hangout today? Doris will be out with my dad, and mom's too busy to care. We can totally have the house to ourselves!" But right at that moment, the teacher stood up and ushered her students back to their seats, announcing that the break was over.

"We'll talk later!" Cindy said in a hushed tone.

A/N:

Hello fellow readers :3 (Don't hate me, I like to use emoticons…)

Hehe, so writing this fanfic made my inner girly-girl giggle, and I've realized that well, I never actually got over my Princess-phase which I thought ended when I was 7.

I was going through Devianart and looking through a lot of "Modern Disney Princess" drawings (hey, they were just really nice to look at) and it inspired me to draw. And halfway through drawing, I looked through some more drawings and came across Nina-D-lux's character sketches which lead me to her awesome Disney High fanfic (I'm sure most of you have read it already). And she inspired me to write my own fanfic, since I felt that I've envisioned most characters quite differently. I don't know… what do you think? I feel awful because it's like I'm copying her /: I admit, some things might feel kind of similar… but I've planned out the entire plot of the story and it's generally very different. Still… :3 I also feel like I sound very repetitive .-.

This is actually my first fan fiction… ever. How'd I do? Constructive criticism is highly appreciated, so please, please leave some ^^

Just quick points:

- That little inner "ghetto" voice that Mulan has is actually her inner Mushu :P I'm thinking in terms of Eddie Murphy.

- Um, I couldn't of anyone from the movies to be Mulan's master, so Master Fung is an OC. I was thinking of Chinese surnames... then Fung popped into my head and I realised later on that Xiaolin Showdown has rubbed off on me too much :P

- Yao, Ling, Chien Po, Ting Ting, Mei, Su are minor characters so they'll just briefly appear at times (the three girls are from Mulan 2)

- Was there too much conversation throughout the whole chapter between characters? /: Eh, just shows I'm better with writing dialogues.

- That bit when Mulan gets ambushed with questions by her friends just shows what conversations between teenage girls and their train of thought are like. I mean (assuming you're a girl too, idk about guys though *shrugs*) don't you just have those random conversations with your friends where one moment you're talking about one thing and the next you're on about something entirely different. Yeah, those conversations.

- In case you didn't know, Meri is Merida from Brave.

- I hope I didn't depict Esmeralda like a slut, she just knows when to flaunt what she's got without actually being desperate. Like she doesn't play hard to get, she is hard to get ;)

- I actually based Lottie (Charlotte from the Princess and the Frog) a bit on my friend because I just thought she was the kind of country girl who'd be obsessed with Taylor Swift and Twilight :P

- Cinderella will be known as Cindy to everyone except Charming who gives her the nickname "Cinderella" (In the original fairy tale, "Cinderella" was a nickname to mock her being covered in cinders anyway)

- Don't hate me for making Prince Charming such a jerk :3 There wasn't much to go on from his original character so I made him more interesting to read. I have much install for him, so don't you worry!

- I'm sure you guys may be wondering about the way I group the characters as friends. I'll explain them later on ^^ Tell me what you think!

- EDIT: Yeah, I decided to put cursing into a Disney story *gasp* Well, if you're really uncomfortable with swearing, you can escort yourself out of this fanfic because there'll be plenty more coming your way, BUT I promise I won't go overboard with it. And I don't know if you guys are hating me for making Meg so violent with her language, I mean maybe it's just how I've envisioned her as the kind of sassy character that's always gotta look out for herself so she gets all snappy with everyone. But I'm trying to make it come off as close to real as high school as possible. And I'm pretty sure you guys get tons of swearing in school, I know I do. I mean, I am writing these guys as teenagers and not having them swear at least a little just puts the fun and lightness out of the story *shrug*