Hey everybody! This story just popped up, and I'm sorry if it sucks!

Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, own any of Kingdom Hearts. I only own the stupid plot and my 'lovely' characters. And I am NOT making a profit off of this story, it just sucks too much!

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She was invisible to most of the school population. She wasn't there. She never said a word, and never looked at anyone while they were looking at her. She always had her nose stuck in a book, or was listening to music. Every time someone walked up to her, she would walk away.

She could be found in the library during school hours, and after that, she disappeared.

No one knew anything about her, hardly anyone even knew her name. She was the outcast, the supposedly 'emo-girl'.

But she was smart, everyone knew that. She always got the highest marks in her classes, perfect test scores, and she could run. During physical education, known as P.E. to most students, she would finish her laps first, maybe second.

She was invisible little Bellatrix.

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Why do they make us wear these again? Oh yeah, to 'keep us school appropriate'. I forgot.

A not-so-tall teenage girl slipped into a pair of gym shorts, black, short and thin. She then slipped on her gym shirt; white, thin and tight. It was a tank top, as it showed her shoulders.

Every other girl wore the same, but with shorter shorts. It was a wonder that the school PE uniform shorts were that short.

Bellatrix walked out into the autumn sun. She walked at the back of the group. completely ignored. She was going to take it easy this PE class, walking the track instead of running like she usually did. Her teacher wouldn't mind, she was sure of it.

So, there she walked, her thin figure casting a thin shadow, even though she had a large chest. She hated that about herself. It made her seem so much more womanly, when the female just wanted to be flat-chested and be able to maybe stay away from perverts.

Bellatrix just happened to not be paying attention to where she was walking, and so she ran into something. Or more like someone.

A tall boy turned around, and glared at her. He shoved her to the ground, and then continued walking with his friends. They laughed at her, and Bellatrix just glared at the ground.

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"I'm . . . . sorry . . ." Bellatrix absolutely hated the position she was in at the moment. She was limping, blood trickling down her pale leg. It wasn't her fault that the ground was rocky, and that she had happened to fall onto a sharp rock.

An arm was put around her waist, and her arm was thrown over a figure's shoulders. She absolutely hated physical contact! It was a wonder that the young girl was taking care of her younger sister, who was in elementary school.

Stifling a gasp as she was set down onto a infirmary bed, Bellatrix looked at her 'savior'.

Savior my ass! Like anyone would even bother to help me if they weren't forced to!

Well, that was a positive thought.

"Oh dear! What happened here?" A short, stubby woman rushed out of her little office, and looked at the girl. Bellatrix sighed, and opened her mouth to reply.

"I tri-"

"She was pushed." the young male cut in, not even bothering to look at Bellatrix when he spoke.

"Oh dear, oh dear! Here, let me get you all cleaned up!" The nurse, who's name was apparently 'Ms. Woodsworth', rushed off. She came back with a type of gel, bandages, and a needle. Bellatrix was fine, until she spotted the needle.

"What's that for?" she stuttered, backing up against the wall, ignoring the stinging pain in her leg. Ms. Woodsworth smiled sweetly.

"It's only to make sure that your cut doesn't get infected." she replied, kindly. Bellatrix hated needles with a passion. She couldn't even stand to look at them, let alone be near them. Shaking her head, Bellatrix backed up. She felt her arms being grasped by two larger, warmer hands. She was held still, and the nurse cleaned the cut up with a towel and warm water. Then, came the needle part. Bellatrix cursed and screamed, kicking around widely. She tried to worm her way out of the male's grasp, but didn't succeed. And so, she swung her leg backwards, seeing if she would at least tap the boy. She ended up kicking his pretty hard, but all he did was grunt. His grip didn't loosen.

It might've been very unlike Bellatrix's assumed personality, but there she was; screaming and crying in her own glory. It wasn't pretty, and soon enough, the nurse gripped her leg. Bellatrix cried, tears streaming down her face. She felt a prick, and she could just feel the liquid entering her blood stream.

After being injected, her cut was bandaged up, and Bellatrix was set free. She was never really herself after getting a shot.

Glancing over at the slate-haired boy next to her, Bellatrix just glared. He had held her hostage while she was injected. Her eyes were now tear-free, but they were full of pain.

Damn, stupid cut still hurts!

When Bellatrix looked over at the boy again, she saw a much more energetic and jumpy boy talking with him. She then realized that they were on the track. Again.

"Yeah! So, where did you go?" the jumpy boy asked, his voice high-pitched.

"Took Bellatrix to the nurse's office." When Bellatrix realized that the blond, jumpy boy was looking over at her, along with the blue-haired boy, she instantly looked down. Her brown eyes trailed the rocks, and instantly found out where she had fallen. The blood gave it all away.

"Oh, cool! Hi! I'm Demyx!" He stood his hand out, still walking. Bellatrix looked at his blue eyes, and then at his hand. Apparently, she was supposed to shake it.

"Hi." Grasping his hand lightly, she shook it. The light blush on her cheeks was visible, thanks to her deathly pale skin. Letting go of her hand, Demyx slung his right arm over the slate-haired boy's shoulders. He grinned.

"And this here is little Zexion. He's our little bookworm!"

"I'm not a bookworm!" 'Zexion' growled. Bellatrix dipped her head slightly, something that she had been taught to do at a young age. Zexion did nothing, just continued to walk.

Soon, the whistle was blown, and the high schoolers walked up the hill. Bellatrix dipped her head and waved at the waving Demyx, and walked into the girl's locker room. She put on her street clothes, since she did have PE last period, after all.

Bellatrix stepped out into the sun, and found some shade to sit in. She shut her eyes, just to relax. Her arms were crossed, bag in her lap. The 'savior bell' rang, and kids rushed towards the exits of the gym. Bellatrix sat calmly, waiting for everyone to leave, so that she could leave in peace, not chaos. Before she was going to stand, Bellatrix felt her arm being pulled. She fell into the chest of none other than the eccentric blond, cheeks burning.

"Come on, come on! We're gonna meet the others and go get some sea salt ice cream!" The boy was practically bouncing as Bellatrix trudged along. She noticed Zexion besides her, walking as if nothing was going on. Bellatrix felt her bag bounce against her side, and she kept one hand on her 'cat-hat' that was placed on her silver-lavender hair.

"But I have to pick up my little sister!" Bellatrix said, worrying.

"Awww . . . can't she go hang out with a friend?" Just his voice made Bellatrix want to phone her sister and tell her to hang out with one of her little friends.

"Fine. Just let me call her!" Bellatrix flipped open her small phone, and pressed a button. She heard ringing, and more ringing and-

"Hello? Bellatrix?"

"Heya Squirt!" Bellatrix used her sweet, 'little-kid' voice and her little sister's nickname.

"What's up? Is something wrong? Are you okay? You don't sound okay?"

"No, no, no! I'm fine, absolutely, and totally fine!" Bellatrix let out a nervous laugh, remembering the harsh needle that was plunged into her leg.

"You got pushed down today, didn't you? And then you went to the nurse's office."

"Uhh . . . sure! That's about it!"

"And then she gave you a shot, didn't she? And then you screamed and cried like a two-year-old."

"Nu-uh!"

"Yea-huh!"

"Nope."

"Yep."

"Uh-huh!"

"Just admit it! You cried and screamed."

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Fine, I did! But, could you maybe hang out with Leanor or Susan today? Please, Stephanie?"

"Okay! We were actually plannin- Are you going out on a date?"

The mere question made Bellatrix's face heat up in an instant.

"No way! I'm just hanging out with a few new friends I made today."

"Okay, good. You know how Mum was about you and boys!"

"Yeah, okay, buh bye!"

"Love ya~!"

Bellatrix snapped her phone shut, her face burning like hell. She looked down, and slid her phone back into her bag.

"So, you can come?" Demyx asked hopeful. Bellatrix laughed off her blush, and nodded her head.

"Yeah . . ."