Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Ugh…" That obnoxious beeping again, signaling another dreadful morning where the sunlight can be see through the light curtain. Another morning, another day of dreadful morning classes I have to go through.
Beep. Beep. Bee-
Good morning to you too you darned alarm clock.
3… 2… 1…
"What is this? Roxas wake up! You have to get ready for class!" Yell my older brother. He bursts into my room every morning to wake me up from my slumber.
"The heck? You broke the fifth alarm clock for the month Rox…"
"Hn." Came my answer, the clock was bothering me and the beeping was annoying. I wasn't able to get enough sleep last night, studying for that calc test that is taken place in today's class. Curse the man who creates calculus.
"Come on man, wake up. Kairi is making you omelet." At the sound of omelet, I sprang from my bed, in my boxer, and to the bathroom. Sweet bottom, Kairi's omelet is the closest thing to heaven on this planet and I'm not missing it for anything, not even if Sora wear a bikini running down the street… Okay, maybe I have to tape that. But before I ran into my bathroom, I went to get my clothes from the closet. I can feel Sora staring at my bare back. Can't blame him, I do have this humungous tattoo adorning my back. Sora seems to hate my tattoo, saying that it ruins my 'innocent." I don't see any sense in that but Sora can think whatever he wants. I walk into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I take my clothes off and step into the warm water. I close my eyes and let the warm droplets roll down my face, waking me from the drowsiness. I start to wash myself, from head to toes, stepping out of the shower; I wipe myself off and wrap the towel around my waist. I use my hand to wipe the fog off the mirror. Looking at my reflection, normally gravity defy blond hair is now dam and not so gravity defy anymore. I tilt my body slightly to look at my tattooed back. Two criss cross blades adore the skin of my back. The blades has unusual design, along the blades' length, there were key teeth, as in the teeth of a key you use to open one of those ancient castle with. One of the blades has spikes on the rim of the teeth while the other has feather-like structure. I personally have no idea why I got the tattoo, not that I complain it looks downright hardcore. Sora, on the other hand, loathed my tattoo for some reason, it gets annoying sometime. As I eye the tattoo, my eyes were caught by a pale slash that runs from the base of my neck to the front of my collar bone. The scar pops out on my tan body, I hated it. Sora told me that I got it when the accident occurred.
Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Roxas Roux and I am a 19 year old boy who got into a terrible car accident a year ago.
The same boy who lost all of his 18 years of life.
It's a story i've been working on and i'm SORRY for not been able to update on my other story. please-don't-kill-me
Review if you want me to know about your opinion about this and we'll see if i would continue typing this story or not. (I personally like this story a lot)