This chapter has been modified, for I was too lazy to come up with a new plot for my major project in creative writing. I was not content with how it was.
But I had my dear friend Lauren beta it.
Disclaimer:I do not own Kingdom Hearts, or any Square Enix game. Now, let's get on with the show.
Summer of Discoveries (The Summer of Epic Fail)
Chapter 1
It all started on a gloomy Thursday at the airport. My parents were sending me with my life in a large red suitcase that was already making its way to the plane and a black backpack slung on my shoulder. We stood in an awkward silence outside the security check.
They didn't look the slightest bit sad that I was leaving for the rest of the summer; no, instead, they were motioning for me to go to the frosted glass doors of doom and my mom was on her cell phone. I gave a slight wave to my parents before I turned towards the doors of the security check.
The man in navy with golden yellow badges gave me a grey tub to put my stuff in. I threw my backpack into the bin and started to remove my red hoodie.
Thank God that the only people around were the officers because my belt and chained wallet were being stubborn. After a brief battle of trying to get them off I put them over my hoodie and walked over to the fat yellow line on the white linoleum tiles.
A woman motioned for me to go through and I took a step towards the metal detector. Thankfully, it didn't go off. I grabbed my stuff and quickly put it on before slinging my backpack over my left shoulder.
. . . . .
When I had stepped off the plane from two hours of boredom, the drier air of Twilight Town caught me off guard. It was different from the muggy, thick, moist air back home where I lived, but I was on the mainland now. I was off to spend the summer break with my grandparents and my cousin. At least I think he's my cousin.
After being drowned in my thoughts I somehow found the luggage claim. I stood there waiting for my suitcase to come. I gave up after fifteen minutes. The workers were as helpful as my parents were home, it'd been fifteen minutes and the suitcase was not there.
They told me that they'd deliver the suitcase to my grandparent's house. I stood outside the front doors waiting for Gran and Gramps.
My folks were never home because they are busy business people or robotic moogles that embedded themselves into my parents' brains just to scare me. I haven't decided yet.
"Sora, is that you?" A voice called from somewhere. I looked around and saw Gran and Gramps. My face lit up as I turned around and gave my Grandma a hug. It had been forever since I had last seen them, seven years at least.
"Gran!" I exclaimed as I gave her another hug. She wasn't a frail old lady; no she was fifty-two. Gran had told my mother that she wanted her to be very successful and not to have a baby while she was still in high school.
"Wow, Sora, last time I saw you, you were just a little kid." It was Gramps. He held out his hand for me to shake and I did. My grandpa has a thing about manliness; he won't be seen in public giving another man a hug. "How are you?"
"Great!" I chirped. I chirped like a freaking bird. I have no clue why, but my friend Kairi says I chirp like a bird a lot. "My suitcase got lost though. Mom and Dad are coming in two weeks if their schedules don't conflict."
Honestly, I secretly dislike my parents. They always seem to be working, leaving me home alone to fend for myself. Do you know how gross it is to live off of microwave food?
Gran frowned for a moment before smiling. "I guess you'll have to wear Roxas' clothing. You remember him right? He's got himself a fine girlfriend." She spoke as she led me to their garnet four-door car. Well it's darker than red and it's sparkly. My mom was very particular on getting a "garnet" coloured vehicle, and the colour of the car is the same as the one at home.
I slid my knapsack off my shoulder as I got into the back seat so I could place it on my lap. "I hope you like turkey-salad sandwiches, because that's for lunch." I nodded my head.
Wait doesn't that involve mayonnaise? I hate mayonnaise, it's so . . . gross. It's sickly sweet yet not. I think I am going to die out here. Oh cruel gods of fate, what did I ever do to deserve this?
Well, aside from falling asleep every day in math, but Mr. Morgan's class is just so boring! You can't hold that against me! With the whole hating mayonnaise and math class aside, I am quite happy not to have to rely on microwavable ravioli.
The car ride is quite boring. Gran tells me there's a gang in Twilight Town, I just smiled and told her gang life isn't all that exciting to me. She spoke of Roxas' girlfriend, Naminé and how she loves to draw. I was getting really excited to meet Roxas and all his friends.
We pulled up to a greyish blue Victorian style house, two-floor and a porch wrapped around the first floor and a cute little swing. I followed my grandparents up the three stairs and waited for them to open the door.
Growling, I wrenched my shoes off just as I heard someone coming down the oak stairs. I squinted at the figure leaning on the rail. He was blonde and had blue eyes similar to mine. He stood there chewing on a piece of gum.
"So, 'sup Sora?" He asked with a relatively bored tone. I stood there dumbfounded. "God Sora, don't remember me? It's Roxas. I barely recognize you; you look like an emo Mickey Mouse-wanna-be."
"Gee, nice to see you too." I snorted like a pig. This was off to a great start.
Can somebody shoot me now? Or possibly feed me to robotic moogles… those creepy, furry, chirping robots.
Roxas started going up the stairs. "I'll take you to your room."
He's not much for words is he? He led me up the creaking staircase to a hallway lined with doors. I counted six doors until Roxas opened a door to a sky blue room with a theme of clouds and ushered me inside.
Two things I noticed right off the bat was the white cushioned window seat and the door leading to a yellowish room with a mess of blue stars all over the place.
"Your room is connected to mine," he stated as he went into his room leaving me to dump my few belongings on to the desk.
After I had made sure that everything was put away, I rested on the blue blanket on the bed and stared at the off-white ceiling.
"I'm meeting Axel and Riku. You can join us if you want." Roxas had caught me off guard to the point that I found myself on the cold hard wood floor. My face was burning from embarrassment. "Are you going to get up?"
"Nah, it's quite comfy down here." I stared up at him before getting up and dusting myself off. Roxas raised an eyebrow before walking out the door, and I followed out.
. . . . .
"So who's your fine assed cousin Roxy?" Axel asked me. I noted the blush on Sora's face. We were sitting on benches in the part of town we called 'Sandlot'. It's just a little place where skateboarders go, and where a few shops are.
Axel was my best friend since I elementary school. Axel, Demyx, Zexion and I worked a lot together because we all had one thing in common: we point-blank hated Mr. Xemnas; the teacher. Us four started hanging out with Riku, Olette, Hayner and Pence.
"Earth to Roxas, are you in there?" Riku questioned as he waved his hand inches from my face. "Or are you lost in thought again?"
"Uh, yeah . . . this is Sora. Sora that's Riku," I pointed to my silver haired friend then I pointed to the redhead beside him. "That is Axel. If he hits on you, feel free to kick him in the nuts."
"Ouch, that's harsh Roxy!" Axel cried in his phony hurt tone as he held a hand to his lips. "Here I was playing nice, and then you tell your sexy cousin that he can abuse me? But we all know that you are way hotter."
Typical; Axel was hitting on anything that moves, though the look on Sora's face is priceless. He is mortified that someone would say that in his presence. Sora has always been the sweet little angel that probably believes masterbating kills kittens. He shook it off and he looks like he has something to say.
I looked around. "So, where is everyone?"
"Olette and Pence are somewhere on vacation with Olette's parents. Hayner's working double-shift today, Zexy and Demyx are also working, and Naminé is out on Sunset Hill painting. I could care less about where Larxene is," Axel replied. "I'm having my 'two weeks left' party soon. Do you guys want to go?"
"Is there going to be cake?" Sora asked. Riku rolled his eyes, and I stayed silent for we both know that Sora is way too sheltered in his hometown.
"No. Why would there be cake?" Axel gave Sora a funny look.
"Oh. It's one of those parties." Sora had finally caught on. "I don't know…"
"It's okay, obviously you're not experienced." That had gotten Sora flustered.
"Axel, not everyone has gone to parties and has been drinking under age." Riku spoke in a slightly defensive tone. Is he defending Sora? I know that Riku has gotten drunk before.
A cocky grin was now on Axel's face. "But I have. And that makes me the partying-pro."
I hope you enjoyed it. Constructive critism is always welcome :]
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