(Well well folks, it's been a little bit haven't it? I'm not a hundred percent on what to write here but let's just say that this chapter is up here early for a certin someone who's been rather excited about this story XD Anyway here it is, we are back for another year at CP High with Max and the gang. If you haven't read the first you can enjoy this one but you will be a little lost so it would be best to read the first ^^ I'll stop babbling and let you guys read. I proudly present to you the first chapter of CP High 2, enjoy folks!)

Chapter 1: The Return

My head aced but I was too close to stop now. The lamp on my desk pushed away the creeping darkness in the room, the slight woollen smell of the walls filling my nostrils. There was nothing but darkness outside…the night was still but my fingers worked feverishly. The keys of the typewriter clicking and clacking the story on the white page taking shape and form. I had to finish it, she was relaying on me. I had lost precious time, the dead line was tomorrow I had no time to waste…it would take her away and I'd never see her again. I felt it here in the room with me, the breathing in the left hand corner behind me. It was here making sure I was doing what I was told, that I was writing. But I felt that the more I wrote the less of me and more of her was in the pages.

"Wake up writer…"

I jolted awake my head meeting the usual dials and dodads on a coach. Even in my drowsy state I could make out the slightest giggles coming from the back of the coach. I rubbed the top of my head trying to easy the sharp pain that resided there now, the razor sharp lines beginning soften on the painometer. Through a blurry eye I could see the structure of CP High on the horizon, I was spending another year there. I imagined the smiles there, of Christie, Yuna and Paine all smiling…of all the fun and laughter I had shared with them last year…of the feelings I never shared with them. In the midst of my self-murmurings the bus pulled up to the building. The bright memory of the sunny day in Besaid blow away as occupants of the bus made their way off the bus. I saw old faces possible friends and enemies…and I could have sworn that there were some new ones among them.

The sun almost blinded me as I exited the coach. The flat front fields to the school had thousands of blossomed flowers and trees. I started my walk to the school doors taking in the sights as I went. These were flowers you'd never see in books, some were untamed colours while others seemed to glow and resonate they were truly a sight to see. The grounds seemed to teem with life, students were already making themselves at home playing games and relaxing with one another. I was pleased to find that someone had held the door open for me, I thanked the strawberry pink haired girl as I rushed up to take the weight of the door for myself. She merely smiled letting go as she walked on, I noticed what she was wearing.

Dark purply brown boots that were held on by two belts near the bottom and top of the calf. A short brown jean skirt with a red bag belted to the left hand side by red belts. A black bag that hung a ways down her legs its belts disappearing up behind the red side cap she wore. At the top of her left arm sat what looked like a shoulder guard, two glowing yellow bands went across the breadth of it. Beneath this was a black skin-tight sleeve that started a little above her elbow and disappeared into a blue glove with shinny brass on the knuckles. Her right arm was plainer she still sported the same glove but on the top part of her arm were two bands jagged in appearance the top was thicker than the bottom one. A white sleeveless top was placed over greyish purple turtle neck, though near the midriff several laces were undone showing a small part of her flat stomach and a belt was tied just under her bust. She herself was slim yet curvy, her arms showing slight signs of toning…she was defiantly a fighter. Her light strawberry hair flowed down but strangely was kept on her front rather than letting it flow down her back. Her fringe was jagged flowing more over to the right side of her face before coming down into a slight point below the chin, it pointed out to the side slightly on the other side.

"Excuse me?" I broke from my paragraphed line of thought.

"Yes?" I turn round to the voice, I was unaware I had walked down the entrance corridor and now stood in the lush main hall.

"You…don't happen to now where the main office is do you?" The strawberry haired girl asked, her voice was rather quiet yet held strength to it.

"Yes I'm going there myself, I'll show you the way!" She smiled very slightly, she seemed a strong person at heart…she reminded me heavily of Paine when I first met her.

I walked on, my brain pulling the layout of the school. Rounding corners and ascending stairs I followed the old dusty route that Hitomi took me on at the beginning of my first year here…I was surprised I remembered it so well. I did not hear a word from my silent companion. When we arrived at the office the machina at the desk placed the two timetables on the counter. My companion scooped up hers very quickly, I placed mine neatly folded into my backpack. And by the time I had raise my head…she was gone. I wondered if I had done something to upset her, but my fears were put to rest by another and the sudden weight on my back.

"Boo!" I knew that hyper little voice anywhere.

"Rikku!" I managed to get a hold of one of her legs and seat her on my back. "How are you?" I couldn't contain my excitement in seeing her again.

Rikku settled into my piggyback ride "I've been great thanks!" She played some little musical number on my back "I've been looking everywhere for ya!" My curiosity peeked. "We've got something really cool to show ya!"

"Then point the way!" I heard her giggle at my stupid knightly voice I put on.

"Onward!" Rikku pulled further forward pointing a finger out in front of me to show me the way. I took of with Rikku on my back making stupid engine noises…it was good to be back.