A/N: OK, considering me and probably other readers hated the ending to "A Day of Introspective Reckoning", I decided to make a sequel of sorts to it. Only it's from Riku's point of view, but we still get to find out what happens with Olette. Only this is in the space of a week, because Riku's story turned out to be way more eventful.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Chapter 1: 9:17 PM, Sunday

Great, Monday morning would be here in less than twelve hours, Monday being Riku's least favorite day of the week. Isn't it everybody's? He is always unable to get to sleep on Sunday night, and he usually pays the price. Staying up 'til three AM, just because he can.

To make matters worse, he has a math test tomorrow, something he barely studied for. He can't help it. He just ain't the math type of guy, even though guys are normally the ones good at this type of stuff. Not him. If anything, he really isn't an English sort of person either.

Kind of a dreamer, he's the artsy type. More specifically, the musician type.

Yeah, yeah, it's stereotypical once you take one look at him with the graphic T-shirts, the band T-shirts, and the long hair. Of course, the long hair completes his look. Because not only is he a musician, he's a true rocker at heart. Total metalhead who headbangs to Slipknot, Avenged Sevenfold, and all those other heavy music bands. This is probably the reason why his hearing is so screwed-up. These days, he always asks his friends to repeat themselves at loud, crowded school. Not so much anywhere else. At least his hearing remains solid enough so that he can hear himself play guitar.

Currently, Riku lies on top of his bed, his eyes falling closed as he tries to fight sleep. It's only nine-something. He doesn't want to fall asleep yet. Maybe he should update his Facebook account or something, even though he's rarely on there any more. The last time he got on there, Aqua mentioned that she had guy drama. Why she attempted to confide in him of all people was beyond him. He later found out she approached ten other kids about this issue. How Ven was apparently such a jackass, constantly paying attention to other girls when he was her boyfriend. Not to mention she got flak for talking to her guy friends from him. The nerve of that idiot...

So, it went on and on and on. Facebook can be overrated like that.

As he lazily rolls over on his side, Riku wonders at the same time why that Olette girl doesn't have one. Now, that's a girl he wouldn't mind talking to again and getting to know. God, she is cute. To be honest, he has had a bit of a crush on her since middle school. When he got to high school, though, he went out with two or three girls. None of them turned out to be all that special. Very briefly, he got a nasty reputation for having a wandering eye, he simply got bored so quickly. His rep recovered after many kids forgot he even went out with anyone. Why bother when Olette kept distracting him? Even when he did try to forget about her, she came back to the forefront of his mind.

Sometimes, when he's by himself like this, he can't lie: he thinks about her, almost fondly. Unfortunately, he can't get up the courage to talk to her now for some weird reason. Probably because he believes that Olette is way out of his league. She's smart and pretty and nice at least. A lot of girls seem to think nice is beneath them these days. Olette doesn't seem the type to follow trends. Riku about has to respect her for that, for having such a determined mind of her own. Even now, he smiles slightly at the thought of her.

Yeah, she has these pigtails, but they're hardly the ones you'd see on little girls. Maybe you can't call them pigtails at all. Her hair still brushes past her shoulders. Hm, and she has those incredible green eyes, a rare color to see in eyes any more.

Wait a second, he has to close his eyes for a minute to picture her and every last detail about her. Once he opens them again, his smile widens before he shakes his head. Nah, he doesn't do emotions. Not feelings like these, ones that give him this obvious thrill. Imagine if he tries speaking to her for longer than ten minutes. He could potentially ruin the magic that might be between them and the mystery she has.

Instead, Riku ignores his drooping eyes that feel as though weights are attached to the lashes and promptly grabs his cellphone from his nightstand. He'll call one of his friends, and it might as well be his best friend, who's normally up until two-something AM playing video games. While briefly waiting for his friend to answer, he hears a ringtone that's supposed to be a bad hip-hop song in all its autotuned glory. His friend's terrible like that, insisting on subjecting him to suffer through the worst ringtones.

Finally, he hears Demyx's voice ask, "What's up, man?"

"Eh, nothing much, dude. I'm bored."

Bored, hmph, that's understated enough. Even as he informs Demyx of this boredom, he stares up at the ceiling, painted dark blue like the four walls. It's always been his favorite color.

"I get you. I'm not doin' much myself. Hey, is that math test tomorrow?"

They, by interesting circumstance, have the same Algebra II class hour. Unfortunately for the perpetually fatigued Dem, he has a tendency to sleep through class. Riku himself barely manages to stay awake.

It's second hour, the worst possible time to have a math class with it still being morning and all that.

He nods. "Yeah, we do. I'm not studying either. I forgot to anyway."

"Shit, me too, Riku! Great...I'm already getting a D in that class. D+ anyway, and I have to get my grade up to a C. How 'bout you?"

Riku shrugs. "I'm getting a solid B."

"Daaaamn, you're sure smarter than you let on."

So he's been told. He can't help it, though. In spite of his hatred of school, he does have this ability to retain information. Not 100% of it, but he can get pretty close. It's enough to keep his mom happy.

"Thanks...I guess. So, how you doin'? I don't hear the PS3 going."

Hearing a chuckle on the other end, Riku too smiles at his attempt of a joke. But, it's so true. Dem has his console on so often that for it to be off is very uncanny. It leads Riku to ponder over the health of his friend.

Demyx admits, "I'm grounded. Bad grades again, that's why. So, if you're bored, I'm ten times worse. Oh, and I'm hearing my little bro playing Halo in his room right now. That pisses me off."

Riku grins, glad that he's all by himself. "Glad I'm an only child then. Thank God. Sucks to be you, Dem."

"Hey, Riku, don't be so cocky. Your mom could be pregnant soon."

Riku highly doubts it. His mom works at JC Penny as a clerk, so she knows first hand how expensive raising one kid is. Not to mention she's old. Like forty-two-years-old type of old. There's no way Mom can get pregnant again, even if she wanted to.

He laughs at Demyx. "Yeah, right. Unless you're a magician or something."

"You never know. It might be one of those freak things like sixty-year-olds getting pregnant. I saw that on the health channel once."

"You have an active imagination."

The two good friends (best friends since first grade) chat a little while longer about when a favorite band's new album is supposed to come out and how a Domino's pizza joint should be in this lousy excuse of a town. Or maybe a Steak and Shake or an Arby's. Because hell knows how overrated Hardee's is.

Demyx soon gets off, insisting that he's already in enough hot water with his parents and doesn't need to push things further. And heck with it, he'll study for math. Later, bro.

"Later," Riku says before hanging up his cellphone.

If he cares more, he'll study. But, he doesn't and he won't.

A/N: Math sucks. Glad I'm not taking it this year, ha! XD Well, this is kind of a slow start, but things pick up from the second chapter on. For now, this is just a background thing on Riku's personality and stuff.