Large green eyes darted around nervously as they took in anything and everything around them. Rapunzel was sitting in the backseat of her parents car, as they drove her to her home for the school year. Parents, school, what foreign concepts to her. Her therapist had told her that she would eventually adjust, but she could never see that happening. You didn't spend your entire life locked in the attic of a crazy old woman's house and ever be normal again. She barely ate, she hardly slept, and it was so hard to talk to people. She would rather be hidden safely in a room, her room, painting, than talk to people. But her therapist told her that she needed to do this.

With a soft sigh, Rapunzel fingered the ends of her hair. Honestly, she liked this a lot better than the mass of blonde in had been before. Now it was so light and flippy, it was definitely the best change so far. She glanced up from the window to catch both her parents looking at her, they had done that a lot since she had come back. She offered them a small smile and they smiled in return. As much as they wanted to stay with her now that they had found her again, she needed this to readjust to real life. Finally they arrived at the school, and reluctantly, Rapunzel slipped her sandals back on.

Rapunzel got out of the car and took her duffel bag from the seat next to her. The contents of the bag and the clothes she was wearing right now, which consisted of tan capris and a purple tank top, was everything she owned. Lots of art supplies, some books, clothing, and a few other things. She said goodbye to her parents, and hugged them even though it made her uncomfortable. Then they drove off, and were probably going to cry when they got home. Rapunzel headed toward the building to try and find the administration office, or whatever the heck that was. Maybe she would find somebody who could help her find it. Cause she had no idea what she was doing.