Me: Hi all

Riku: why…. Why… oh dear god why is she back

Me: to make you say the disclaimer of course

Riku: Nexlei does not own Kingdom Hearts or any other random references

Me: Thanks Riku, anyway this is going to be a SoraKairi story, I'm not sure of any other couples yet. This fic will be centered on the basic life of a sixteen year old, so it is kinda a high school fic. Enjoy.

Chapter One

English Class

It was always the same. Every single time, year after year, day after day, minute after minute. It was the best class, or it was the worst class, or in some cases it was the nap class. But whatever it is to each individual one thing is for sure… it is mandatory.

In order to get the hallowed high school diploma the district required four years of Language Arts. More commonly know as English class.

Kairi had never put much thought into English class, it was just another required class for her, she was bright, and writing, reading, and all of the other things in the class had always came easy to her. Kairi wasn't interested in her honors English at all, not when she had her heart so set on being a doctor, AKA science related career.

Although she knew she had very little interest in being there, English was exactly where she found herself on a Monday afternoon.

The air was chilly, as was the atmosphere of the building, not in a horror story, something bad will happen chilly, but in a dreaded first day of school kind of way. It was the day that kids all over the globe try to push as far from their minds as possible (during the summer). It had arrived with a vengeance, and everyone found themselves in sixth period English.

With long faces, and tired expressions all of the students slowly filed into the classroom. After a long first day of examining how everyone had changed over the summer with close eyes, it was obvious that everyone would rather go home than be sitting in this classroom… in fact some of them would rather sit in a room filled with sixty year old women doing jazzercise than be in there. But that didn't matter. They were stuck in another class for another forty minutes of note taking on classroom rules and required materials.

Kairi was sitting in the middle row about halfway back. She didn't want to give the impression that she was utterly uninterested by sitting in the back, but than again, she knew it would be a hellish experience if she sat to close to the front.

"Hey," she heard a familiar voice. Looking up, she saw a two big round blue eyes staring strait at her. Sora.

Sora was Kairi's long time friend; they had met in a sandbox at the age of two and had hit it right off. Although contrary to the friend's forever stereotype, Kairi and Sora had many differences. They didn't have the finish each other's sentences complex, and had completely different interests. But one thing that was defiantly the same between them was there deep care for each other. They had been there for each other through thick and thin ever since that first day in the sandbox. They had always enjoyed each other's company.

No, they weren't a couple. It was always everyone's favorite question, 'are you and Kairi going out yet' people would constantly bombard Sora and sometimes Kairi too, of course the question would be rephrased but they meant the same thing. The answer had always been the same. No, they weren't dating, and that they didn't have plans to do so in the future.

"Hi," Kairi said to her friend of fourteen years. She had recently turned sixteen and was officially able to drive… only problem was she had no car.

"Is it just me, or is that clock actually going slower than it was a few minutes ago," Sora asked nudging his head in the direction of the ancient school clock.

"Sora, English is your favorite subject," Kairi reminded him, knowing full well that he must want to be there way more than she does.

"Do you really think that we will be doing anything even remotely related to English today?" Sora said, "If I have to look over one more syllabus or sign one more paper, I think I will go mad,"

"True," Kairi laughed. Sora had taken the seat behind her.

"Sora you better not kick my seat all year," Kairi said remembering a certain experience in her grade nine math class.

"Of course not Kairi," Sora said with an evil look in his eyes and a sarcasm filled smile. Kairi laughed she knew that was Sora code for, I shall be kicking your seat until the end of time.

It was than that the teacher walked in. She was wearing a bright yellow flower print sundress and a pair of clinky high heels. A little too gaudy for Kairi's taste, but that's the English teacher stereotype for you. It was obvious that she wasn't a day over thirty, but she wasn't too young either.

"Good afternoon class, I'm Ms. Yuffie, and we're going to have a great year," The teacher, Ms. Yuffie announced to the class in a voice that seemed way to enthusiastic to the class of summer longing eleventh graders.

Ms. Yuffie proceeded to hand out the syllabuses and all of the other forms that came with each class. It didn't take a genius to notice that Ms. Yuffie wasn't like other teachers. She was more like an educated seven year old on sixty cups of coffee. The class's reaction varied from student to student. Some were forced awake by her hyper ness, some were getting a headache from it, and some were too hung over to notice, but lets not get into that story.

"Ok Class I'll see you sixth period tomorrow, remember your notebooks," Ms. Yuffie finished up a few minutes before the bell rung.

"Finally," Kairi mumbled under her breath, she was in the category of those who were getting a headache from there teachers constant enthusiasm, a little enthusiasm was ok, but this was English class not a pep rally.

"This year is going to rock," Sora said, Kairi spun on her heels, and shook her head at Sora. Apparently he was in the category of being awoken by the hyper ness.

"She's ok," Kairi said. She didn't know much about the teacher yet and it would be unfair to judge her based on one day anyway.

Immediately after Kairi said that the bell rung. Although it is most defiantly unfair to call that computer generated screech like noise a bell. But screech like noise or not, it signaled the end of the day.

"So I'm giving you a ride," Sora said as they walked out of the classroom.

"Hey no need to rub in my car lacking status," Kairi commented.

"So… you want to walk than," Sora asked using his sarcastic tone. Kairi just stared blankly at him.

"SORA," A shout rang from behind them. The voice was undoubtedly Roxas's. Roxas was a friend of Sora and Kairi's. Well Roxas was a friend to almost everyone in the school, not in a popular stuck up way, but in a friendly way. Most people at the school considered him to be an all around nice guy. Although most people at the school didn't know about him and his best friend Axel's fetish for burning thing… lots of things.

"Hi Roxas, where's Axel," Sora asked, it was rare to see the two more than ten feet apart. They weren't a couple, in all seriousness, they are both completely heterosexual males, but they were the kind best friends that would more than likely jump in front of a moving car for one another.

"He had to go to his locker for something, by the way, thanks for saying hi in English," Roxas said.

"You were there we didn't see you," Kairi said, "maybe we were too distracted by …" She was cut off.

"Each other's loving stare, I know no need to say it," Roxas joked about them like everyone else in the school.

"No, by Ms. Yuffie's hyperactive speech," Kairi finished, glaring daggers at Roxas.

"Hahaha you guys know I'm joking," Roxas said, "anyway its me you guys, Axel and Selphie in that class," Roxas said.

"Cool," Sora said, "but you and Axel better not try to blow anything up in English class, I'd like to keep my eyebrows thank you," They exited the school through two heavy doors and walked out into the sweet sunlight… it was great to be not in school.

"I'd be more worried about third degree burns if I were you," Kairi pointed out from the left of Sora. They had reached the parking lot.

"Well I'm waiting here for Axel, see you lovey dovy peoples later," Roxas said, running off before Sora or Kairi could retort to being called Lovey dovey peoples… that's not even grammatically correct.

Sora unlocked his navy blue Neon, and Kairi climbed into the passenger seat, shoving her bag next to her feet. Sora obviously sat in the driver's side and started the car.

He pulled out of the overcrowded (well that's an understatement) student parking lot and drove down the streets that led to Kairi's house.

Sora and Kairi only lived about two streets away from each other, and they could easily walk to each other's houses in under ten minutes.

"Summer went by unusually fast this year," Sora mumbled, as he turned onto Kairi's road. They hadn't been in the car for long. Kairi didn't live too far from the school, but just far enough for it to be an inconvience to walk, so she would either get a ride or take the bus, seeing as how the latter was as close to Chinese water torture that you could get, she chose to get a ride. Besides, it was fun spending time with Sora.

"Yeah spending most of our time at the beach will do that," Kairi said, knowing the truly amazing powers that the beach had. There is nothing in the world like spending time with your feet in the waves. It really passes time by fast.

Sora pulled into Kairi's driveway and Kairi reached down to grab her backpack, which was luckily filled with only a pen and a notebook. No heavy text books yet. She lifted her bag, unaware that it had somehow become unzipped on the ride home. Her pen fell into the space in-between hers and Sora's seat.

Smiling a little at her ability to drop things from her backpack like that, she reached down to grab her pen. She didn't know that Sora had reached down to get it for her at the same time.

Her hang got to the pen first, but a millisecond later she felt Sora's land on to p of hers. It was than that something happened that she never expected in all of the years of friendship with Sora. She felt a shock of some sort ripple through her, her face grew extremely hot, and every bit of her attention was on the fact that Sora's hand had for a moment landed on hers.

But the moment ended and Sora's hand moved off of hers allowing her to take the pen and shove it somewhat clumsily into her bag.

"See you tomorrow," She barley was able to choke out as she climbed out of his car and turned towards her house.

Why was she being like this? It was only Sora, good old childhood sandbox friend Sora… good old childhood sandbox friend Sora who happened to have the most amazingly blue eyes and the gentlest touch she had ever felt. His hand on hers had felt so… right…

She could still feel the heat of a blush on her face as she shakily opened the door to her house. Maybe she had imagined it… maybe she was dehydrated and delusional…

But as someone said… denying it is the first step… this would be an interesting year.

A/n well this is my first try high school fic. I hope you all liked it. Ummm as for Sora's car, it was the first car that came to mind… I don't know why, I've never even had a neon, I don't even know anyone who does, well no one that I can think of now anyway.

I hope that you all found this entertaining, the next chapter will be up soon. Please Review.