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Sapphira-hime: Hi everyone! This is my first Kingdom Hearts fan fiction. I hope you'll like it. Please read and review! I love hearing your feedbacks. This is dedicated to all Sora and Namine fans out there!

Summary: She's smart, he's popular. She's unfashionable, he's the hottest guy in school. She's nerdy, he's the pinnacle of cool. Everyone wants his attention, she just wants to be left alone. Where does it end?

Scarlet Temperament

Chapter 1: Uncalled Meeting

By: Sapphira-hime

Could meeting the person you did not want to meet...change your life forever?

If there were three words that could describe me, they'd be smart, nerdy, and unfashionable. I'm Namine, a sixteen year old blonde with eyeglasses a half-inch thick, framing my deep blue eyes. Brainy yet clumsy, and the subject of ridicule by the popular snobs and arrogant jocks.

"Oi dork! Did you lose your brain? That's my seat!" an arrogant boy exclaimed in front of me.

"Oh? Really? I'm sorry, I didn't see your name on it," I replied sarcastically. "I guess your brain forgot to remind you to write it down."

Straight A geek? Yes, but that doesn't mean I'm a wimp. Indeed, I, Namine, am quite the fighter. It's gotten me the reputation of the most tenacious nerd in school, hated by everyone with unwavering passion. The only remaining nerd at the well-known Academy of Twilight. A parasite they can't get rid off.

"Why you!" the arrogant boy flushed in embarrassment.

"I advice you to get out of my sight before you humiliate yourself even more." Really, I didn't want to start the day mentally outsmarting a high schooler with the intelligence of a 3rd grader.

"Hey stop it, Sir Leon is coming!" one of our classmates informed us.

Everyone in class suddenly jolted with the speed of light. I don't quite understand why these people are so scared of him. Squall Leonhart, our Calculus teacher, was known to students as the most terrifying professor to ever grace Twilight. I can't deny that he's really cold towards everyone and sometimes (okay, mostly) difficult to deal with but once you get to know him, Leon-sensei (Squall to me) is a really nice person.

"We have a new student," said Squall suddenly as he burst through the door. My classmates went silent, their attention on the boy in front of them while I simply zoned out not really interested, okay maybe I was a little.

The moment he stepped into class, I know that he's going to be nothing but trouble.

"What's up? I'm Sora. Nice to meet you."

He stood there looking serene and unruffled in the uniform- which he somehow managed to make look good despite it being in the most boring colors ever. You could say that he was pretty much perfect. Already I could see half of the girl population falling for him by default. Soft spiky brown hair, ocean mesmerizing orbs, and a spellbinding smile. According to my calculations, Sora, our new student was nothing but a ripped right out of a model's magazine (not that I read one). A gorgeous celestial being.

I didn't like him one bit. How could three single sentences control the entire female population in a span of seven seconds? It wasn't fair. On my first day, I got pelted with paper balls. But not him- if anyone decided to throw paper at Sora, it would probably have a phone number on it.

"Hey, Namine, he's so cute! I wonder if he's single," my best friend, Olette, murmured dreamily. It was official, Sora had definitely hypnotized the entire female population of my class.

"Yeah, a real heartthrob," I muttered with a bit of sarcasm, turning my attention back to him.

According to Squall, Sora had transferred to Twilight Academy due to their family affair. He was an only child who decided to follow his parents to Twilight since they had business to attend to.

If you haven't gotten it yet, this school of mine is the ultimate prep school. Rich people with fashionable clothes and expensive accessories. I'm pretty much the only abnormal sight in this ostentatious academy because I was neither rich nor did I have expensive clothes and accessories.

My parents had passed away four years ago, leaving me and my little brother Roxas behind to live with our aunt, Tifa. We have an abnormal life (in the eyes of these rich jerks). We stayed at an average three bedroom and two bathroom apartment. Nice and cozy, I couldn't ask for a better place. Tifa has a decent, well-paying job, enough to support our daily needs and Roxas's…medical treatment.

Unknowingly, my small fist clenched tightly into a ball. My brother, Roxas, was traumatized after our parent's death in a car accident. Roxas was only eight at that time and I was twelve. They were on their way home, eager to show their little daughter the gifts they bought for her. That's correct; my birthday is the day our parents disappeared from our life. Me? Pathetic? Absolutely.

Some stupid couple had lost control of their vehicle and caused the inevitable. The paramedics found Roxas wrapped around my parent's protective arms. I could still feel the stabs of needles, never failing to miss my chest, as his horrified expression resurfaced in my mind. They died in his presence, shielding him from the impact.

The couple who had caused the accident turned out to be incredibly wealthy. They had paid for everything, the burial, the damage taken, the lawyers; they even went as far as to offer support for the victims left behind but Tifa refused their charity, saying that she could provide for us.

Honestly, it wasn't the fact that they caused the accident that made me truly loathe them, it was the fact that when the funeral day came, they never even bothered to show up and pay their respects. The lawyers said they had some sort of business negotiation to attend, apparently it was more important than paying your respects to someone you accidentally killed.

My painful thoughts were disrupted when Olette nudged my side. I turned to her with a questioning look, not sure how long I'd been daydreaming or day-mareing if such a thing existed.

"Namine, how many times do I have to repeat myself?" Squall asked me with a hint of irritation in his voice.

"Huh? Did you say something sensei?" Why do I always end up embarrassing myself when it's my time to daydream? Does Fate hate me or something? The entire class was literally looking at me, their eyes degrading my existence.

"For the third time, will you please raise your hand so that our new student can see you? I don't think he wants to stand here for the rest of the class."

I dumbly raised my hand although it was rather pointless as everyone's eyes were already on me. I watched as Sora took his seat beside me. He was gazing at me with an amused look. What? Just because I look a little different from him (I'm being sarcastic here) that doesn't give him the right to stare. He continued gazing before giving me a small smile and then turned away as Squall started our lesson.

Now it was my time to stare. Did he just give me one of his sexy, oozing, addicting smiles? My query was confirmed when I felt the cold glares surround me. I turned my attention back to Squall, trying my best to ignore the dirty looks that I didn't deserve.

"Sora. "

I was already starting to hate the owner of that name.

To be Continued...

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