"uhhhh..." Th blue eyed blonde groaned, resting his chin on his hand. So far it had been 123 days of his sophmore year and the days just inched on by with painful slowness and repetitiveness. Unlike SMART highschools Bastion High only had one class for every student instead of being divided into six periods.
The boy shut his eyes and thought- Don't look at the clock, don't look at the clock, don't look at the clock...just-He opened one blue orb skeptically.
"What!?"Roxas shouted too loudly, drawing the attention of those around him. To his side Pence awoke abruptly almost falling out of his chair.
"Is there a problem Mr. Kihara?" The teacher's steally gray eyes rested on him, in annoyance.
"Umm, no, sorry ." Roxas squeeked out, his face flushing. If there was one person who terrified Roxas it was his teacher who had long silver hair and stood at 6'6 inches too tall.
"hmm...anyways, Hitler's rise of fame began with..." Mr. Nomura once again drawled on with his lesson.
Stupid! Stupid!- Roxas mentally cursed himself, but at looking at the clock he had realized only five measly minutes had passed since class had begun.- Why? Why? i mea-
He was quickly thrown out of his thoughts along with everybody else as the front door slammed open. In walked the strangest person Roxas had ever seen and the one who would change his life forever, he just didn't know it yet.