So.. a new SHORT story is here. It's probably just gonna be five chapters or so. Not long at all. I'll try to make it humorous. My friend Sami is going to help me with that. Since I suck at humor. So there. I've been planning this for a bit now. And finally, I have the first chapter written! Which makes me very happy!
If you like this, please review and let me know. I'd like to know if people like it or not. So chyeah. I'm trying to be a bit more descriptive and insightful in my writing... You know. Experiments and all. Less dialogue and more.. otherness.
My family thinks I'm gay.
It is the most annoying thing ever! I can not go through one dinner without some hint of mocking from them. It's bad enough that my brother, Roxas, is gay. But now that he is out of the closet, everyone expects the same from me soon. But their assumptions are wrong are wrong, of course. No, no, I'm not homophobic. How could I be? My best friend, Axel, is bisexual. He and my brother are even going steady for God's sake! My other best friend, Zexion, thinks it's pretty funny. But my seventeen year old friend dating my fifteen year old brother is a bit odd to me.
Anyways, I just don't think it's natural for all of my siblings plus me to like guys! What is my father going to say when he introduces us to one of his dates? "Hun, all of my children are into guys." Funny, too funny. Although I believe my dear Naminé may fancy both genders. She seems awfully flustered around her red headed friend lately.
But I am getting way off topic.
I could tell you a million times how all of this got started. But the problem is, I'm not too certain I know either. It just sort of... happened one day. You know. There's those days where you come to a realization about life. Like when you walk into your brothers room and find your best friend molesting him. Or when you sit down at dinner and your father asks, "You, too, Demyx?"
Eh heh... no. No, just because everyone else is, I'm not into guys. In the least bit. I swear. So, why must people keep buggin me about it. It's wrong for two reasons. One, I'm not and that's that. But two, it's no one's business except my own. I answered with my most defensive voice tone then. "No!"
The only problem is that my oh-so defensive voice just happened to come out a few octaves higher than normal. Damn. I saw Larxene grin madly and Roxas roll his eyes. Yeah, thank you, my dear loving siblings, for standing up for me. And the sarcasm should be oozing out of that sentence. really, I believe Roxas is happy that no one is bothering him about his newly found gay-ness. The bastard. He probably planned this a long time ago. It's revenge for that time I accidentally let it slip that Roxas used to like playing tea time with Naminéwhen they were younger.
But, come on! That was funny!
"Oh my, Dem," Larxene laughed her evil laugh of impending doom then. "I believe that you may be lying to us now...!"
When I lie to someone, my voice does get a little high. But that's only sometimes, actually. And she has no room to talk! "No, I'm just tired is all!" There, it was a good excuse, I thought... then. Now it sounds a bit old, though. Like I didn't even think of any other response. And that's why it was said. I couldn't think of any other response...
Ah, the memories of my loving family are... memorable, in the least. But, alas, I cannot bear them. And, if you haven't figured it out yet, I'm a bit melodramatic. So sue me.
"Drama today, I'll be home by six thirty," I said as I threw my bag over my shoulder and trudged outside with my siblings. We all stood in silence, the morning sleepiness still apparent. Well, except for Naiminé, she didn't seem too phased by it, as she was reading her new novel. I swear, there's not one day that you don't find her reading something.
"Gosh, when's the fucking bus gonna get here?!" Larxene exclaimed much too loudly for this time in the morning. The bus usually came around seven, but it was about five after. Poor, impatient Larxene. Not.
"It's coming right now," Roxas mumbled, rubbing sleep from his left eye. Indeed, just as he had finished stating this, the bus pulled up. Slowly, I walked to the open door. The thing about our bus, aside from the old sneaker smell, was that everyone on it was an asshole. Most people, at least.
I made my way down the aisle to the back seat, where Zexion sat, reading his history book -- which, yes, he did in his spare time. so what if he's crazy?! -- and listening to his iPod. I sat down next to him and automatically, he pulled a head phone piece from his left ear and said good morning to me. I took said headphone and placed it in my own ear, letting the soothing sounds of heavy metal music wake me up. I returned the good morning while dropping my bag to the floor of the bus and slouching into the seat.
"Demyx!" Axel said audibly. "You didn't call me back last night! What the hell?!"
I turned to look at Axel, who was just in the seat in front of me, with Roxas faithfully by his side. I quirked an eyebrow at the red head. "It was two in the fucking morning when you called! I don't even know what we talked about...!"
"What? Are you serious?!" At my nod, Axel continued his rampage of loudness and annoyance. "But you were giving me the answers to the algebra homework!"
I rolled my eyes at him, and he turned around. Oh joy, this day is already starting off at a great point.
Zexion closed his text book and put it back in his black messenger bag. We were almost at Twilight High, unfortunately. Sighing, I took the headphone out and handed it back to Zexion, who wrapped the pieces around his iPod. He put it in his packet and smiled up at me. I tried my best to give a smile back, but I think I failed. /Ka-chug, ka-chug./ Ugh, damn these stupid speed bumps!
Zexion and I simultaneously pressed out hands on the back of Axel's seat to keep from rearing forward as the bus stopped with its godawful brakes.
It seemed as though every high school student on the bus stood up at the same time. It was always like that. I guess we all just wanted to get away from the stupid yellow transporter. Oh yes, I made my school bus sound like a space ship.
After shuffling slowly off the bus, I I met up with Axel and Roxas, with Zexion by my side. We began to start up the steps that led to the hellhole known Twilight High.
"Shit..." I jumped at the sound of my sister's shrill voice behind me. I hadn't heard nor seen her there. "Has anyone seen Saix?"
"Over there," Zexion said monotonously, pointing toward the blue haired male sitting under a tree. In a flash, Larxene walked over to him.
We walked into the crowded school. The first thing everyone in school had to do was go to the commons area and check in. Yes, check in. It was because we didn't have homeroom or anything, and they had to make sure people got to school on time. So, we all walked to the commons area and lined up behind a horrid number of seniors, Roxas went to the sophomores line, to sign in.
It didn't take long. only because no one wanted to do it, so we all had the common sense to hurry. I signed my name below some Greg and then waited for Zexion and Axel. The sophomores took a bit longer, so we had to sit and wait on Roxas in out usual corner. However, for some reason today seemed stranger than normal all of a sudden. I sat down on the floor beside Zexion and leaned against the wall. Axel stood, watching for my brother, faithful boyfriend as always. I looked around to the crowd of people in the school. We still had fifteen minutes until class, and the freshmen and sophomores had finally realized to get a move on it. Roxas joined us, him and Axel sitting against the wall to my left.
Everyone seemed the same. Nothing looked different. Axel and Roxas talked quietly, Zexion read, and I... well, I wasn't doing my usual routine anymore.
I don't watch people. It's just how I am. Zexion does. He studies the way people move and talk. How they laugh about nothing or something so stupid it should be considered nothing. He watches them, mostly in disgust. But he's going to be a phsycologist. I'm not.
I don't think these useless specimen deserve it.
I'm a people person, sure. I'm "popular" in school, but only because I can get along with everyone. I don't care about labels or cliques, I just care about the person. And I don't particularly hate people. However, wasting my time just to really watch them bothers me. I hate watching how Christy is flirting way too much with Justin. Or Henry can't take his eyes off Layla's ass for five seconds. I just can't stand it.
But here I am, watching Jesse and Tyler crack up about a party that's going to happen this weekend.
And everything seemed normal, but different.
What do ya think?! I don't know... Should I continue?
Disclaimer:I don't own KH or characters. I won Jesse and Tyler at a carnival near the mall; and I got Christy from a dumpster, where she belongs; and Justin was in a pack of Cracker Jacks. I'm not sure if he was the prize or not. I could claim them, but they may never be used again in this story. So I won't.
Much respect, much love. Goodbye!