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Well, here goes!
Chaper 1: Moving In
"Roxas, c'mon! We'll lose sight of it if we don't catch up!"
A young Roxas ran as fast as he could muster through the woods behind his neighborhood.
"I'm going on ahead! I'll be right back!" The boy ahead of him called out.
"Wait, A-!" Roxas tried to yell back, still running, but a sudden clench in his chest cut him off. He fell to his knees, trying to gasp in air. His friend, noticing Roxas fall, turned around and rushed back.
"Roxas! Are you all right?" He knelt down next to the flush-faced blonde. "Is it an attack?"
Roxas managed a small nod. The other boy reached into his pocket and pulled out an inhaler. He put it to Roxas' mouth, who then took the inhaler, breathing in the sharp medicine. The other boy rubbed his back comfortingly as he slowly regained his breath.
Roxas looked up at his friend and smile, his eyes full of gratitude.
"Where would I be without you, ----?"
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Mmmph!" Roxas complained into his pillow, his arm flailing around for the snooze button. He found it, whacked it, and flopped his arm back on the bed.
Suddenly he was cold. REALLY cold. The blanket was no longer on him and he rolled up into a ball to contain the warmth.
"Roxas!" His mother, who had yanked the blanket off of him (rudely, in Roxas' opinion), was now towering over him, her hands on her hips. "That's the seventh time your alarm has gone off! Listen to it for once!" She then left the room, taking his blanket with her.
Roxas grumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "She could have at least left me my comforter..." But, comforter or no, he was awake. He quickly got dressed, managing to find some clothes through his piles and piles of boxes.
"C'mon Roxas! School starts tomorrow for you and you need to go get your schedule!" He could hear his mom yell from the kitchen. He managed to stumble down the stairs.
"Why are you making me start school on a Tuesday? Can't I just wait 'til next Monday?" Roxas asked as he shoved toast into his mouth.
"No way. You already missed the first two weeks, and like hell am I letting you fall further behind," his mom said, wagging a spatula at him.
"Fine, fine. I'll go," Roxas stood and headed towards the door.
"Bye, Roxas!" His mom called as he slammed the door behind him.
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The walk to school wasn't that long, and besides, he was busy watching the other kids walking to school. They all wore the same uniforms, a white collar shirt with a blue tie and blue bottoms. He was just like them, a brain-dead zombie heading towards the most boring place imaginable. The only difference between them and him was that he didn't carry any books and didn't wear that stupid uniform. This actually caused him to receive more looks than he gave out.
As he neared to the school, he looked up.
Paopu High: Where destinies intertwine.
He almost gagged at the how corny their "motto" was. He walked into the building, laughing to himself about what the mascot would be. Some guy in a paopu suit... (snicker)
Roxas walked into the front office of the building, looking around to see who to ask for his schedule. He looked to his right to see two boys sitting in the "waiting" chairs, laughing and high fiving each other. They seemed like they were a grade above him... maybe two since they were so tall. No, Roxas was just short.
"And did you see the look on Prof. Saix's face? Priceless!" The boy in bright red hair said with a wide grin. His emerald eyes lit up at the memory. His friend held his sides as he tried to not burst out laughing.
The redhead turned, noticing Roxas watching them. He raised an eyebrow, and before Roxas could do or say anything, he heard his name being called. He walked up to the desk in the center, which held a largely overweight woman behind it.
She reached into a drawer and pulled out a pile of clothes.
"This is your uniform. You wear it at all times excluding gym and the showers," she said. Roxas nodded. She handed him an envelope. "And here is your schedule. I would suggest going around finding where your classes are so you don't get lost tomorrow." Roxas nodded again, grabbing his things, and turned to leave the office.
"Boys, he will see you now," the woman who had given Roxas his things said to the two boys snickering off to the side.
"Who will see us?" The redhead asked innocently. The woman sighed.
"The principal, who else? Now just go."
"Go where?" The other boy asked.
"JUST GO!" The woman yelled, pointing down the hallway.
Roxas didn't hear anymore, he had left the office and had now started searching for his classes.
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Roxas soon left after finding his classes (and getting lost 3 times in the process). He decided to walk around town, since he knew that if he went home he'd just have to unpack more. He was soo tired of unpacking. They had been so busy with moving that Roxas hadn't had much time to walk around and visit all the places he used to go when he was a kid.
Roxas had lived here, on Destiny Islands, for the first eight years of his life. Then his mom got a promotion, causing them to move to Twilight Town.
Now that he's back in his hometown he has to make friends all over again. I mean sure, he had friends, but that was so long ago they probably forgot all about him.
He sighed at the thought, walking around aimlessly. He looked up to see an old ice cream shop. He remembered how he always went there on the weekends and during the summer. He ran up to it, grinning widely. It seemed to still be in business.
Roxas walked up to the counter, leaning on it to look inside.
"They must be in the back."
There was a bell on the counter, so he hit it. The soft ring of the bell caught the attention of a kind-faced old woman. She came up to the other side of the counter, smiling.
"Roxas? Oh my, is that really you?" The woman asked. Roxas nodded.
"You remember me?"
"How could I not remember my best customer? You and your friend came by almost everyday." She smiled again. "So what brings you to Destiny Islands?"
"Oh, we've moved back."
"Really? I thought you just came back for my ice cream," she said, laughing lightly. "Well, in that case this ice cream is on the house. What would you like, dear?"
"Just a chocolate cone."
The woman smiled and went in the back to get his order.
"My friend?" Roxas racked his mind of his old memories. "That's right... we went everywhere together... wow, I can barely remember him..."
"Here you go," the woman said, handing him a cone.
"Thanks." Roxas took the ice cream and headed home, trying to remember his friend's name... or even what he looked liked.
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Roxas almost dropped the box he was carrying. The phone, which happened to be right near his ear, had begun ringing. Roxas put the box down and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Roxas! Good, I got the right number!"
"Hayner, what's up?" Roxas' face lit up in a smile. He recognized his best friend's voice over the phone.
"Nothing much. School, friends. The usual. How about you? Start school yet?"
"No, I start tomorrow."
"Is it true that you have to wear a UNIFORM?"
"Yeah..."
"Dude, that sucks. Oh, Olette wants to say hi."
"Sure thing."
"Roxas?" a girl's voice asked from the other end.
"Hi, Olette."
"Hiya! Have you finished unpacking yet?"
Roxas groaned.
"Haha. I'll take that as a no. So, you guys really do have uniforms. That's cool. Although I'd rather not, it's not the end of the world, right?"
"Yeah."
"Do the girls wear miniskirts?" Roxas heard Hayner call out. He then heard a loud thud and an "ow!" He assumed that Olette had hit Hayner.
"Is Pence with you guys?" Roxas asked.
"No, he's still at Math Club," Olette answered.
"Wait... so you two are ALONE?"
"Roxas! I-it's not like that! We're just waiting for Pence!"
"Olette, what is he saying?" Hayner asked in the background.
"Nothing!" Olette replied.
"Then why is your face red?"
Roxas laughed. He was glad that he could still talk to his friends like this.
"Well, we have to go, Roxas. We'll tell Pence you said hi," Olette said.
"Okay, thanks. I'll talk to you guys later."
"Bye, Roxas.""BYE!" Olette and Hayner said.
"Bye, guys."
Roxas hung up the phone and picked up the box in front of him, carrying it up the stairs and into his parents' room.
By the time they had finished packing (for the most part), Roxas was so tired that he could have fallen on the floor and slept happily. He managed to drag himself into his room and onto his bed.
"Hell starts tomorrow..."
Author's Note: Ok yeah, this is an edited version of the first chapter. I don't think there are any more errors... (please don't kill me Shellie)
So I wanted to get the story online fast! So what?
Anyway I hope you guys liked the first chapter!
Roxas: I don't! You frickin gave me asthma!
Axel: Aww, but asthma is cute!
Me/Roxas: (blank stare)
Axel: What?