It's a Monday afternoon at twilight high, your typical high school on the outside, but a crazy mess hole in the inside. And fortunately if you get used to it, it would be the best three years of your life. Currently, it is for Sora Lockhart.
Sora is popular with everyone. And because of that, every girl wants a piece of his fame by getting close or preferably flirting with him. Don't get it wrong, Sora is pretty familiar with the girls also; he even plays at their same game without even knowing it. But he's not the kind of guy to like the opposite sex.
And he knows better not to go and announce it and expect everyone to accept it. Sometimes people ask him, "Why don't you have a girlfriend yet Sora?" He'd simply say most of the girls at Twilight are not of his interest. The only people who know about his secret are Kairi and Riku. Simply put it, the cheerleader, and football jock, Kairi and Riku. They're his true and dearest friends, and have known each other since diaper days; and the brunette wouldn't have it any other way.
Roxas on the other hand, isn't such a total social freak.
He has a few dependable friends, but doesn't rely on them much. He has a whole group of girls (half of the girl population in the high school to be precise) that flirt and play with him, but he just gives each and every one of them the cold shoulder (even though they find that a big turn on) because of the same reason as Sora's; he appeals to the same sex.
His past was a painful one so he never looks back at things and tries to look at everything around him as never-changed. He has PTSD (Post Trauma Stress Disorder) and often needs to have sexual interactions with somebody who is in close relations to him when he has his episodes, and he tries to bare it for the sake of others; or things would get very complicated than needed.
Things are really going to change for the better in Twi' high.
"Mr. Lockhart, can you please answer this question?" Mrs. Smith asked standing in front of him with one hand on her hip and a small book in the other, with a thin brown eye brow rose with question.
Sora stared blankly at her, his chin resting on top of his palms with his brows raised and a lazy smile appeared onto his lips. "Oh, Madam Smith," he began dramatically, slowly raising from his seat then wrapping his arm around his torsos and bowing lightly. "I humbly apologize for my rude gesture, is there anything I can do for you at this moment of time?" He asked huskily, his head now raised and gleaming blue ocean eyes looking into her green ones.
By now all the peers in the room have turned to the scene, giggling and chuckling lightly; most of the girls blushing also. Mrs. Smith crossed her arms over her chest, tapped her black heeled shoe on the classroom floor in an impatient manner, and then sighed.
"I don't know, maybe for an explanation on why you were dozing off into Sora's land," she continued sarcastically, her eyes closed but one brow twitching. "And not paying any attention to the lesson, including me?" She tapped Sora ever so lightly on the tip of his nose with her book's spine. Sora clutched his heart with wide eyes, gasping for air then plopped like dead weight onto his chair, looking dead with his eyes closed and a pink tongue dangling from the side of his mouth. Then suddenly, he peered from his eyes, coughing lightly then raised a hand to the classroom lights. "I-I," he stuttered. "See the light." He then let his arm fall back down to his side, ending his act.
"Sora," Mrs. Smith spoke softly through her gritted teeth. Said teen opened one eye to see the now steaming Mrs. Smith. Smack! She hit Sora square in the forehead, leaving an unpleasant red mark.
"Ouch!" He yelped, rubbing his abused head. Everyone was in fits of laughter, clinging onto stomachs, rolling on the floor, and banging onto the desks. Sora put his balled up fits to his side and pouted toward the older female with puffed cheeks. "What was that for?" He yelled.
She glared at the teen. "Stay after class Lockhart, I would like to have a word with you." His eyes widened with realization "But! -" Before the cinnamon headed boy could get out another syllable, she threw deathly daggers at him that shut him up completely, and the rest of the class as well. She walked back to her desk, her black heels clacking with each step.
Oooo's could be heard around the room as Sora groaned then shrunken back into his chair. Three, two, one, Sora counted slowly in his head. Then like magic, the bell blared through the used-to-be-quiet halls of Twi' high. All of the students raced out the door not wanting to make the teacher any anger than she is now.
Until all of the teenagers left the room, Sora got up and slung his navy blue Jansport bag over his shoulder, then walked down to Mrs. Smith's brown wood desk to hop on it and got comfortable, because he had a feeling that this would be a long talk. She sat at the desk crossed-legged and leaned onto her entwined fingers, staring into the boy's blue eyes.
"Sora," she called barely above whisper. The boy looked at her, seeing her eyes look at him with gleaming interest. "Hmm," he hummed back with same gleam within his eyes.
"Why do we have to do 'this' basically every other day," she gestured to him with her hands as 'this'.
Sora looked up and thought a moment while humming. She rolled her eyes and snapped her finger which snapped him back into reality. Sora really did like Mrs. Smith, really, but sometimes classes can get really boring and he has to keep others, including himself, alive by doing something fun, right? Sora sighed in defeat. "Sorry Mrs. Smith, but the class was dying of boredom and I had to safe the day! It's like; the fate of all was resting into my hands. I can't just let them die!" He screeched with his arms outstretched.
She just looked at him with a 'you can come up with something better' and mixed with an 'are you kidding me?' look. The brunette sighed then got up from the desk. "Look, I promise I won't do anything for the rest of the week," he gestured his hands to the door. "If you just let me off with a warning today."
She looked at him with one quirked brow, and then sighed again. "You promise? Cause' I don't want to get into this any more you to -" She was cut off by Sora crossing his chain with his index finger. "I cross-crown-swear, ok?" He gave a reassuring smile.
His chain was special ornament he received from his father before he died. That crown was the only thing that reminded him of his dad, even the cross-crown-swearing was from him. But before He died, he told Sora that if he met a person with 'X' arrow necklace, to help that person through the better, and worse.
Sora looked at her with puppy dog blue eyes, and then the woman got up and gestured to the door of freedom. Sora flashed his classic sunny smile. "Thanks Mrs. Smith! And I promise I won't mess up for rest of the week! Later!" He raced out the door and into the hall, when his pocket buzzed with fiery. Sora took out his cell and checked it. A text from Riku, he thought.
Get down here already! Red-head at two o' clock! You got 2 min!
Alright Riku, if you want to play it that way. Sora chuckled a bit then ran through the empty halls. He reached down the staircase then hopped on the railing instead. It was sliver and round so he could run down the stairs or do it the fun way.
He decided the second one as he slid down the railing with his tushie. He passed the first staircase which had girls just taking their time and talking to their friends. "Hey Sora!" they said in unison. He responded with a winked then continued down the rail. He could hear squeals from behind Oh I'm so boss, he mused in his head triumphal. On the second case there was a dark skinned boy playing with a monkey on his shoulder. Sora took out a wrapped chocolate, threw it at the monkey, back flipping and catching it with ease.
"Don't eat it all in one go Aboo!" The monkey squeaked in assurance. "And you," Sora clamped his hand on the rail to stop, and pointed at the open purple vest the boy was wearing with, no shirt under it. "I advise you, to put a shirt on, Aladdin." The brunette let go of the rail, took the boy's vest, and twirled him around a few times then disappeared down the railing again. "Sora!" Aladdin called a little flustered at the action. And he still looks hot; Sora snickered then arrived at the last case which was full of jock football players. "Go eagles!" He hooted and they hooted gleefully along with him with boyish charm.
When the fun ride ended, Sora jumped off the rail and ran down the hall where he could see the sliver headed teen on his phone, and the red headed cheerleader 1 foot away from him. He's probably timing me, that Idiot. The brunette fast walked down the hall then tagged him. "Time" Sora gasped quickly as he bumped his hips against the sliver head teens'. He clicked the button stop the timer in closure.
2 min 2 sec.
The second Riku glanced at the brunette Sora put up defensive hands in order to protect himself from the beating he was going to get. "Let me explain, I wanted to an act for the class so they wouldn't die of boredom and in that case, I got in trouble by Madam Smith. But she let me off with a warning. Luckily that she did. But I even slid down three cases of stairs for you, Riku, And in 2 minuets?" He put his hand on his hips, rolled his eyes then clicked his tongue. "You so gotta give me props Ri Ri."
They both looked at each other for a moment seeing who'd break first. But in the end they both broke into fits of laughter, arms slugged over each other's necks and everything. Sora has a crush on Riku. But he doesn't want ruin their friendship by telling him so he keeps it to himself. When they were done with their joy fiesta, Riku pointed to the girl with dark red hair, pink cheer outfit, and cheery smile to top it off. It was Kairi Hikari. Sora did a double take at Riku and then Kairi. They were peeking glances at each other, and Sora knew exactly what was going on.
He didn't want to.
But he had to.
He pushed Riku off of the lockers and into the hall. His green eyes winded at the brunette, but he just gave have a smirk 'you'll do fine.' He sent Sora a smile then went to the red head. There was another reason on why he didn't tell Riku he liked him. Well actually there was more that one.
First, he was gay. Riku isn't
Second, Riku had his eyes on Kairi since kindergarten.
Sora sighed then rested onto the locker behind him. They grow up so fast. He looked around to see people whisper and taking cautious peeks at him. He put on a cocky smile I'm getting popular every day. I so have it too good. But Sora didn't know he was going to have it bad today. Right when he was going to get up from the locker, something bumped into him from the side. Sora looked down to see a batch vanilla blond hair, hearing an irritated groan imitate from it. The whispers around in the hall became noticeably louder.
"That's the guy! He just transferred here!"
"Is he friends with Sora?"
"Oh. My. Gosh. That's Roxas the foreigner! Fox on Fox battle!"
Huh? Roxas? Oh! Sora thumped his fist to his hand lightly on realization. "Roxie the Fo- !"
But before he could even finish the sentence, the boy named 'Roxas' moved from Sora to give him a warning snarl. Then all of a sudden, said blond kicks him straight in the forehead and sends the poor boy falling onto his unprotected back and tushie. Before Sora could get up, the blonde stranger stomped his foot onto his chest, causing the boy below to wheeze painfully, then lowers himself to the burette's ear.
"Don't you dare finish that sentence," he hissed, venom dripping off every word. Before the boy under him could put his two cents into it, the boy on top of him pressed his index and middle finger under the right corner of his jaw, and made the brunette's eye lids flutter shut.
But before he drifted off, the brunette found something that was kind confusing on his part.
The blond had a 'X' arrow necklace on his neck.
Oh how this day gets better, and better.