I was walking to school one morning when I saw him. Of course I've heard of him. Of course I've seen him in almost every newspaper picture. He was the star. The big shot everyone wanted to be or be near. But never before had I seen him.
His long white hair spiked down around his face. The icy blue eyes held strong and true staring at the bus driving down the street. Riku, Riku Ryouichi, famous, strong, athletic, smart, brave, perfect Riku. The only thing that felt off about the actor/singer/over-all-perfection was that he was there. Small towns like little old Tsubenshu weren't exactly big tourists spots. Wait, it even got stranger from there. He looked over saw me and smiled.
The bus pulled between us and when it pulled away, he was gone. I must have been daydreaming again. How could a big movie star like him ever notice a normal guy like me, Sora Jirou? It was impossible, it had to be a dream, but then why did it feel so real?
I got to class just as the bell rang. Mr. Leon shot me a look that said, sit down, you got lucky this time. Mr. Leon wasn't a mean teacher, he was just really serious. He had a fun side, or at least I heard a lot stories about him from my partier of a brother, Roxas. Speaking of which he wasn't in class, again. What? It's not like I could control him.
My lab bench was also missing its usual, distracted feel. Yuffie, my old lab partner had recently moved to Radiant Garden. Leon cleared his throat to get the already quiet class's attention. "We have a new student to be joining us. Please welcome, Terra."
My jaw dropped as a blonde haired student walked into the classroom taking Yuffie's old seat next to me. The only problem was when I first saw his eyes. I knew it wasn't anyone but . . . Riku. No one else could have the same intense icy gaze. The blonde hair, probably a wig.
"Terra is on an exchange program and will be staying with us for a short time." Leon went back to teaching about . . . something; I'm not even sure what.
I was staring, but . . . How? . . . Why? . . . He seemed to be focused in what Leon was saying. He even wrote something down. Then when he looked to the note, then to me, then to the note, I realized I was supposed to read it. Riku passing a note to me in class? This was a dream I didn't want to wake up from. In beautiful cursive letters written with bold black ink was, I'll explain after class. I stared at it till the bell rang.
He packed his books into a shoulder bag without looking at me. He walked out of class with me close behind. "Don't ruin it." He walked fast. I has to sprint to keep up.
"What?"
"You're a fan, aren't you? What do you want to keep quiet? An autograph? A picture?" His bribe started. All the while he kept his voice in a fast whisper that I could pick out within all the student's voices.
"I just want to know what you're doing here." I said a bit loud within the hallway jumble.
"Shhsh!" He hushed me, pulling me into the bathroom. Thankfully, no one was in there. "It's an . . . experiment. You know one of those "method acting" kinds of things. But it will all be a waste if you blow my cover." His expression seemed to lighten up. "What's your name, anyway?"
"Sora," I shifted my books to my other arm to offer a hand to shake. Looking back, I find it strange how cool I acted. I was meeting my idol after all. "Sora Jirou."
"Well, you know who I am." He took my hand in a firm handshake.
"I promise I won't tell anyone, "Terra"." I smiled. I've been told my smiles are miracle workers and I've been told I smile a lot. "We should get to class. What do you have next?"
"Um," he pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket. "Phys. Ed."
"Cool, me too. Let's go."
~~Okay, Author's Note:
First Chapter of my First Story! What do you think? Be honest. There's more of this one to come, but its a work in progress (I have like five other non-fanfiction fiction stories going on the side) I'm really willing to take in ideas, though. (I probably sound really desperate), but I really want to hear what you guys think.
Ideas for more stories? Please let me know.
~Shikabloom!