Okay, this is my first story here. I want to continue this one unlike my previous Seiner. I got bored with it after the first chapter thing... I know this is not good. Far from good. But anyway... if you like it, please review. If not review and tell me why. But please no flames :(
I don't like flames T_T
And if you have any ideas to help me with this story, it would really help xD.
\\ Prologue //
As Hayner walked into the Usual Spot, he threw his books down on the ground and flopped down onto the ratty old couch. Roxas walked in right after Hayner throwing his stuff on top of his and sitting on Hayner's feet. Hayner always had a habit of hogging the couch. Olette and Pence followed right after placing their stuff on the table and both taking seats in the armchairs. These four best friends, when they were young, had formed this inseparable group. Many had tried to join the group but none ever really fit in. It's not that they weren't friendly. The four were actually very friendly. But no one had ever really fit into their little puzzle. It's like they were meant to be together. Best friends forever.
Hayner was the unofficial leader of the group being that he was the most outgoing of the four. Hayner was an average boy, of average height and weight. He had a strange fascination with camo but other than that, if you hadn't known him, you'd think he was a normal kid. If you did know him, you knew it was otherwise. Hayner was a strange kid. He was headstrong with certain things but other times he was so mellow and laidback. He was loud and abrasive but at the same time, he could be very thoughtful. He was a strange kid. But everyone loved him because of his great personality. He was the most accepting person and the greatest friend. Once you were his friend, he would be there for you no matter what.
Then there is Roxas. Easily the quietest of the group. Unless you pissed him off. Or he was on a sugar rush. And when Roxas got hyper… there was no stopping him. And if you got him angry, you'd better watch out. But Roxas still is a pretty fun loving kid. Around new people he could get shy but once you get to know him, he was just as loud as Hayner, if not louder sometimes. He was also strong. Very strong. He actually won the Struggling trophy last year beating Setzer, the Twilight Town champion. He, like Hayner, is also extremely kind and a great friend.
Next is the only female of the four. Olette. She is at the top of her class and a bit of a perfectionist. For example, once the whole year she got all A's and A+'s. Then in the last quarter she got an A- and guess what? She cried about it because she didn't get an A or above (but don't think it was a tantrum. It was more like whining). Most kids would be ecstatic to get those grades. Not Olette. But unlike what that suggests, she was also, like her friends, quite fun loving. Unless it 'goes too far'. She's constantly lecturing Hayner about his antics. But even through the nagging, Olette always is behind her friends and always the supportive mother figure.
Finally last but definitely not least, Pence. Pence is also at the top of his class (probably right behind Olette). Pence has an extreme love of science and also photography. He was constantly taking pictures of his friends (much to their dismay). Pence was the pacifist of the group, always hating when they would get into fights with the Disciplinary Committee (more on them later). He was kind and gentle and a great friend. And the only straight male in their group. Oh, did I forget to mention Hayner and Roxas are gay? Oh, my bad. Well they are. And everyone knows but no one bothers them. (The girls think it's hot, and half the guys are afraid Hayner or Roxas will kill them and the other half are their friends.)
And so there they were. First day of school just over. And 179 school days left to go.
'Oh joy.' Hayner thought covering his eyes, '179 more days of Seifer…'. Hayner pushed Roxas off his legs and got up looking to his friends.
"Let's go get some Sea Salt Ice Cream before the ice cream parlor closes…" Hayner sighed. As soon as school hit, ice cream equaled gone. And Hayner loved ice cream. Roxas got up stretched and nodded in agreement and Olette and Pence followed after the two after they exited their hideaway.
As the four walked, chatting about their classes and new gossip, they came to the Sandlot. Hayner deterred his attention from their conversation about the new pregnant chick and looked around for Seifer, his least favorite blond idiot, but didn't spot him and smiled.
'Alright, at least today I haven't had a run in with him…'
"'Sup chickenwuss,". Hayner groaned and turned to face Seifer. Seifer had his signature smirk on. Fuck his life.
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(Speak on the devil...) Seifer walked into the Sandlot, Struggle bat slung casually over his shoulder. His friends Rai and Fuu followed behind him silently. Seifer was the self proclaimed leader of their 'Disciplinary Committee'. Truthfully, they just created this so they could beat up 'punks' and have it be 'justified'. No one really bothered them as they were afraid Seifer would hunt them down if they questioned him. (Plus, Seifer normally only picked on Hayner and the gang. Especially Hayner. )
As was said, Seifer was the self-appointed lead of said 'Disciplinary Committee'. He was a platinum blond with piercing blue eyes and an attitude problem. No one messed with him. Except for Hayner of course. Hayner was the only one who dared to question Seifer. Why? Because Seifer would kick your ass if you argued with him. Which is why Hayner ended up bruised almost everyday. But Seifer, like Hayner, was loyal to a fault and a devoted friend. He never backed down from anything.
Next is Rai. Now… Rai isn't the smartest guy. He got straight C's in almost all his classes last year even when he tried. But he did excel in one class. Culinary. Seriously. He was a natural cook. Seifer and Fuu swore that one day, Rai would have his own cooking show. Rai was just an amazing cook. And an amazing friend. He may not have always understood what was going on some of the time, but even so, he would stay by his friend's side.
Now Vivi. Most didn' t consider him a member of the group and wondered why Seifer let him hang out with them anyway. Some figured he was related to one of them somehow. Others thought that Seifer kept him there to be his lackey. And then the minority thought that maybe Seifer actually liked him. But anyway, Vivi was almost never around. And when he was, he was with them for like 5 minutes before he mysteriously disappeared. But anyway…
Finally was Fuu. Like Olette, the only female of her posse. Fuu gave a new meaning to the word silent. She almost never spoke and when she did, it was one word in the same monotone voice. And she was scary. Every guy, including Seifer himself, was afraid to cross her path. When Fuu was mad, boy was she mad. Luckily, it was hard to get under her skin. But she was still kind. She helped out others often and on multiple occasions, patched Hayner or Roxas up after a brawl. And she was a great friend. She always supported the people she cared about.
Seifer began struggling with Rai while Fuu sat on the bench reading her new book, Pendragon.
'First day of school," Seifer thought to himself, chuckling, 'and 179 more days to annoy my favorite blond cutie. ' Speaking of said blond cutie, Hayner and his friends walked into the Sandlot. That's right. Seifer was gay too. For Hayner. But unlike Hayner and Roxas, no one knew about him. He was still 'in the closet'.
Seifer looked to Rai and Fuu and smirked. Rai and Fuu smirked right back at him, standing behind their leader. 'Perfect.', Seifer thought as he stalked towards the group. He saw Hayner looking around for him but they were in the corner away from his line of view so Hayner had not spotted him. Hayner looked relieved to not see Seifer. Boy would he be disappointed.
"'Sup chickenwuss," Seifer called out. He saw Hayner clench his hands and slowly turn around, Hayner's face, scrunched in aggravation. Seifer smirked wide. 'Ah, let his games begin.'
