HEY! It's xROXASx17! this is my first fanfic i've uploaded and this is the first time I've written anything non-school related in about a year, so it's not put together very well. Please Review to tell me what you think :) Thanks for reading this!

Chapter 1

'I wish I didn't have to do this...but I don't have a choice' sighed a small blonde boy as he neared the campus of his new high school. It was a cool morning with the wind blowing and the sun breaking though the clouds. His spiky hair stood strong in the wind, while his white t-shirt with black sleeves flowed with the wind pattern.

It was about a month into the year so it wouldn't be too bad, right? He was nervous though; making lasting friends was never this kids' strong point. He was outside the front doors of this new school. He took a deep breath and pulled the large glass doors open. He went straight up to the front desk. The school didn't look special. Cream colored walls, with sky blue baseboards.

A young woman with short, straight black hair and caramel-color eyes looked up at him. "Yes? How can I help you?"

The young boy cleared his throat. "I'm the new transfer student, I was told to speak with the principle so I could get my schedule and locker combination." but with how he spoke, it sounded more like a question.

The receptionist gave him a soft smile, "Yes, that's right." she nodded and looked at a folder on her desk. "You're Roxas?"

"Yes ma'am." he nodded quickly.

Just then the school bell rang and it startled Roxas making him flinch. It was a typical 'ring' but it was high pitched.

"Here you go young man," the lady handed him the folder that had his name, schedule and locker information. "Unfortunately our principle is in a very important meeting. But the first page in there is your class schedule with times and room numbers." she smiled at him, "I hope you find our school very welcoming."

Just then the front doors flew open and a tall young man walked in. His leather studded jacket, fiery spiked red hair and motorcycle boots instantly signaled he was a rebel.

Roxas gulped, swearing to never cross this guy. No matter what.

"Axel, this is the fourth time!" snapped the receptionist. "Detention!"

'Axel's his name,' the blonde took a mental note.

"Now Roxas go ahead and get to class. The teacher will excuse you since it's your first day. You'd better hurry though." She said in a sweet voice.

Roxas nodded and opened the folder. "Room 103," he mumbled.

"Heh," a smirked crossed the red-heads mouth. "Looks like we're in the same class, shrimp." Already giving this new guy a nickname.

Pure blue ocean eyes gazed up to meet wild green eyes of the older boy who was standing right next to the new little freshmen.

Roxas gulped and his heart stopped. He had wanted to avoid this guy. They were too different, and honestly…Axel scared him, due to his appearance.

"Let's go short-stack," Axel called as he walked down the hallway his heavy boots echoing in the deserted hallway.

The blonde quickly shoved the folder into his black & white checkered messenger bag and jogged down after his new classmate. His sneakers squeaking on the tile floor.

'There's no way he's a freshmen, he's too big...was I put in an advanced class..?' Roxas thought. 'Great…dad must have done this.' He rolled his eyes and kept walking.

Axel turned the doorknob and opened the classroom door, then walked in. Roxas sighed, here he was. Fist period on his first day at his new school.

The man at the front of the room wore a suite & tie so Roxas quickly knew who he needed to talk to.

The teacher turned when he heard the heavy boots of the usual late junior. He had thin glasses that framed dark grey eyes, his short hair looked white as snow due to stress from work, he looked like a man who had been teaching for years.

"Axel. Take your seat and you'll be having an extra assignment cause you were late." the man said and turned back to writing on the chalkboard.

"E-excuse me sir," Roxas spoke up after Axel sat down.

"Yes?" the man turned around, "who are you? Are you new to this class?"

"Actually sir," Roxas said glancing at the window. "I'm new to the school."

"Ah, yes." the man nodded. "Class. Write the question on a sheet of paper and figure out the answer." he looked back at Roxas. "Come up here boy." He called.

The blonde moved to the teachers' desk trying to ignore the strange looks from other students.

"What's your name sir?" asked the teacher.

"Roxas." The blonde said.

"Yes, very well." He checked his computer to see an email from the receptionist explaining he had just arrived. "Just find an open seat and see if you can figure out this problem on the board." The teacher told him, sitting in a chair to change the attendance and finish reading the email which contained some information on the kid.

"Yes sir. Um...can I ask you something?" Roxas whispered.

The teacher nodded, still looking at the computer.

"Don't punish Axel, the receptionist had him bring after I went through my papers. He was helping me out." Roxas told the man.

"I won't. Now, go take a seat."

Roxas scurried off and sat in the nearest open desk. Next to a beautiful young girl in a small white dress. Her beauty honestly took his breath away.

Noticing she was being looked at the young girl turned to face Roxas and gave him the world's purist smile. Roxas felt his heart sink as he looked at her, he smiled in return.

The class ticked by slowly and Roxas had begun to drift off. Math has never interested him and he already knew how to do everything the teacher was doing, it wasn't an advanced class after all, but something he had done in summer school to get ahead.

The bell rang and the students packed their bags and flew out of the class room as Axel strolled to the front desk to get the extra assignment.

"No Axel, you're new friend was kind enough to tell me you escorted him to class. No extra work."

Axel turned and glared at the young boy. Roxas jumped and ran out the door forgetting that his schedule had fallen out of his bag during class when he pulled out a notebook to start writing, as he usually did.

'That was close, I helped him but still…he looked mad,' Roxas thought as he made his way down the hall to the bathroom following the sign that read Bathrooms this way. -

He dropped his bag down and sighed. "One class down, seven left," he muttered.

"How do you plan on getting to the other seven without your schedule?" came a deep voice from the entrance.

Roxas' head snapped to the left to see Axel leaning against the wall arms crossed with a folded paper in his hands.

"My schedule- how did you?" the blonde starred at him mouth agape.

"You dropped it. Don't be so forgetful."

Roxas zipped his pants and washed his hands then picked up his bag and threw it over his shoulder. Then faced the biker. "That's all I'm good at." He took the paper from the out-stretched hand.

"Just don't be stupid. You're fresh meat for these guys." Axel warned.

The small boy nodded and left. Axel stayed and watched him. There was something different about this kid.

-End chapter one!-