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A/N: Ah, well, hi? This is my first KH Ficcy, so um, pardon me if people dont EXACTLY act how they are supposed to. My friend Vera-chan aka Arwen took me to her house and introduced me to that SUPER EFFING AWESOME GAME. I was obsessed ever since. AND THEN, I read VampieGirl 's Fics, and went mad because she's EFFING awesome writer! Sorry, but im a HUGE fan. LOL. Moving on

Important: Im sorry to disappoint you but YES there are OC's in this, and they represent me, and my friends. okies!

DiScLaMeR

I OWN NOTHING!

Boohoo

I'm poor

Oh wait.

The OC's are mine.

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Untitled.

By Reina Kashra

Chapter 1 -

Anthem of Our Dying Day...

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"ARGH!" I screamed frustratedly, throwing a couple of rags aside. I couldn't find my stupid shoes. I was already late for school, and this was not helping whatsoever. After 5 minutues of tearing my garage apart i found my green converses and nearly flew onto my bike. I jammed my headphones on my ears and pedaled away from my house like mad. Math teachers were NOT happy campers.

"Anthem of Our dying Day" by "Story of the Year" began to play.

The stars will cry
The blackest tears tonight
And this is the moment that I live for
I can smell the ocean air
And here I am
Pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
That's exactly
Exactly what I need

I pedaled to the beat, closing my eyes, I sung to the song quietly, nearing my high school. Letting the song wash over me and make me forget all of my troubles.

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

For a second I wish the tide
Would swallow every inch of this city
As you gasp for air tonight
I'd scream this song right in your face
If you were here
I swear I won't miss a beat
Cause I never
Never have before-

I was caught by surprise as i hit something and was launched over my bike head first.

Well, im done for

I hit the...no. Not the ground. Something soft. Something that said "Oof!". I opened my eyes, and froze. My soft landing was due to the fact I had fallen, on a guy.
His ice blue eyes widened in surprise as they met my golden chocolate ones.

I swear time froze.

"S-sorry!" I mumbled pushing the bike off of me and scrambling off him like the scene was set in fastforward. I felt my face catch fire, but I held my hand out to him. He stared at it, then hesitantly took it. Like i was going to fall back on him. As if.

I pulled him up with ease, and he and i stood looking at each other for a minute, not sure what to say.

So of course I, being me, started babbling.

"I'm really sorry, i did'nt mean to er.. run you over.You see i was um, well listening to my CD player, and well, blanked out, i guess, so i didnt realized you were there."

Yes, dont tell him you had YOUR EYES CLOSED, WHILE RIDING A BIKE!

"I'm sorry..." I finished patheticly, if i might add. I sounded like a prep for Pete's sake. He shrugged, bent down and picked something up, he held it out to me. I took it from him, and with a sinking heart realized it was my CD player, or rather, what was left of it... The top section with the buttons and all was gone, and the battery compartment was empty. They probably fell out on impact. Amazingly though, my "Story of the Year" CD was unscathed. I pulled it out and sighed.

"Oh well." I muttered, tossing the remains of the CD player into the nearby ditch.Unexpectantly, the boy plucked the CD from my hand and read the title.

"Good band." he said, his voice was quiet, reserved. He tapped his shirt. I looked. In bloody letters, the words "Anthem of Our dying day" were scrawled out on his Black t-shirt.

Quelle Coincidence

I smiled, and looked back at him.

I noticed somthing.

He was really, really cute.

No! NO! Bad Reina! Guys are trouble with a capital T !

My brain was too engulfed by his hotness. It recieved no such message from my conscience. I might of as well started to drool that very moment.

He had blonde hair which stuck up unnaturally in some places, pale skin, and his clothes consisted of long black baggy pants, two straps, crissed-crossed and connected to the other pant leg. Zippers ran up and down the sides. I realized he was looking at me too. His eyes...they were such a pale icy blue, it was almost impossible, ive never seen blue eyes like those before. They looked right through me, right into my heart, and melted it on the spot, like that one guy on "Star Wars" did with his lightsaber.

Great now im going crazy...Well, nothing new there.

Suddenly my watch beeped loudly. I looked at it. I was 10 minutes late for school.

Oh cookie

I snatched up my backpack, jumped on my bike and sped off, past the boy.Since we were only a block away from my school, I made it there in two minutes. Locking my bike hastily, I ran to my classroom, and prepared myself for a lecture. I opened the door and stepped in, all eyes turned to me. In the crowd of students two people waved their hands at me, beckoning me towards them. I smiled, Yuffie, and Vera.

I looked at the teacher's desk. It was empty, i sighed in relief, and ran towards my friends.

After settling myself in a seat, i turned to Vera and Yuffie. Vera Asher was the punk salvation. She had been a prep, but after befriending me and Mjw, another friend, she came to the "Dark side" according to the preps. Now she was one of the group. And we were glad to have her. Her dark red hair fell around her shoulders, contrasting with her pale face. She traded her preppy glasses in, for EMO dark rimmed glasses, which her stormy blue-gray eyes hid behind. She was wearing a hoodie with Jack Skellington's face on it. Her black and red checkered pants were matched with her also black and red checkered converses. She smiled at me.

Yuffie Kisagari was the spunkiest of us all, unless you count the times I come in contact with sugar. Her short black hair framed her slightly tanned face, her forehead was covered by a black and orange bandana. Her green eyes had a mischevious look in them. She wore a short green tank with black capris. Yuffie joined the group at the start of the year, when we were recruiting new members. There was never a dull moment with her.

She looked at me with curiosity

"Where were you?" she asked.

"Well, i ran into someone." i answered crypticly.

"Who?" Vera joined the coversation.

"Some guy." I said thinking about him. His ice blue eyes...

"What was his name?" Yuffie asked, her eyes large and interested.

I paused. I did'nt know, it hadnt occured to me at the time, that I didnt know his name.

"Lemme guess, " Vera said in a dull voice "You didnt ask."

"Um, yeah." I said smiling sheepishly.

"Ugh, that is so you Reina." Yuffie groaned.

"Yep. Oh, by the way, where's the teacher?" i asked, my eyes turned back to the empty instructor's desk.

"She was called out. Somthing about a cherry bomb in the boy's bathroom." We giggled, we all knew who the culprit was.

Riku

With the aid of Leon no less.

Suddenly the door slammed open, and an angry math teacher stomped in, he took a seat and glared at all of us. Vera and I exchanged looks, holding our laugher in.

His lecture began on mathematical substances and how they were related to the sun and and that dandy stuff which made no sense to me. So naturally, i blanked out. And the blonde haired, ice blue eyes boy entered my mind...

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Author's Notes: Well whadya think? good so far or sucky. I dunno! you tell me! R&R!