Academyx
Chapter One
Chair
Week One
Zexion stood on the small platform in front of the crowd. His gown was a few inches too long, and his cap was set at a jaunty angle on his head. He gripped the podium and watched his fingers turn a painful, nervous white. His gown was starting to get sticky with his sweat that burned on his delicate arms and chest. A scarlet blush crawled onto his normally pale, stoic features. Zexion coughed and moved his lips closer to the microphone. "H-hi. My name is Zexion Ishida. I'm h-honored to walk among my peers…"
"Shut up! We don't want to hear you speak!" an underclassman yelled from the stands.
"Yeah! Go home emo boy!" another jeered. The crowd streamed a chorus of "Emo boy! Emo boy!" Their cries made Zexion feel as though he was naked. Squirming, sweaty, and totally embarrassed. He wanted to run away from it. But their catcalls pierced his being like spears.
Zexion awoke. His hair was somewhat frizzy, his eyes crusted with sleep. Zexion lifted himself from his bed and stretched. His pajamas were tight from his wriggling in the night. "Another nightmare…" he whispered, hugging his knees. Although senior year had just begun, he still feared graduation day. Zexion rose from his bed and grabbed his uniform from his closet door. After a quick shower, he slipped into the white shirt and blue plaid pants. He raced down the stairs and out the door, tie hanging loosely around his neck, and schoolbag dangling from his hand. "Can't be late, can't be late," he said to himself. In ten minutes, he was looping through the cliques swapping gossip, girls doing their friend's hair, and couples pressed against each other. Zexion stopped in front of the office and landed in one of the plush seats. Well… he thought it was a seat, until it squeaked.
Zexion jumped off the person he had planted himself on to see it was a guy. The kid wore ripped up jeans and a faded blue shirt. He also had a pair of buds hanging limply around his neck. But his most distinguishable feature was his dirty blonde mullet that reached some indeterminable level of sexy. "Well… for my first day here, that sure was unexpected," he said, scratching the back of his head. "I'm Demyx!" He extended a hand for Zexion to shake who took it gingerly, giving it a soft shake. "Nice to meet you… I'm Zexion."
The office assistant handed Demyx his schedule, and he stood, ready to leave. "You know… you can use me as your chair any time you want," he said with a wink. Zexion blushed deeply.