Nostalgia
"No one would miss me."
"That's not true! … I would…."
"..."
"…Roxas…"
"Roxas! Hey! Roxas!?" His eyes open to see his friend wave at him. He dozed off again. Summer vacation was almost here and everyone was excited. The plans were that Hayner, Pence, Olette and he would hang out at movies and shops, and plan short trips around town…like last year. Roxas got up from his seat and caught up with his friends. "So what now?" Hayner lazily asked as they walked along the road.
"We can check if the new games at the arcade are here," suggested Pence.
"How about checking out the sales at the shops?" chirped Olette. The boys stopped and started at her.
"What? You said you were open to suggestions."
"I don't know guys. How about you Roxas?" Roxas shot up when hearing his name. "What?"
"Aw come on Roxas! Don't tell you weren't paying attention again. This happen earlier today to!"
"Is something on your mind?"
"You can tell us."
He couldn't tell them. It was just plain too weird. They wouldn't get it.
"Nah, I'm fine, I'm just tired from the test…"
"Yeah, that test was seriously hard, who does she think she is making us do all that work?"
"That's what you get for not studying Hayner."
"Pssh. Buzz off will ya?"
"How about ice cream?"
"Huh?"
"You know, sea salt?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot the owners finally came back just for summer."
"Great idea Roxas."
"Let's go you guys."
They soon rushed off to the parlor they always went to every summer. As he rushed on with them, he stopped. He looked at the clock tower. 6:09. He would have to return home soon. But now, he was with his friends, nothing else really mattered. He paused for a moment "Roxas!" He snapped out of if and rushed off. Little did he know he was right. In a far distance, where no one could see, a black figure sat on the tower, watching him. The figure remained until finally, it vanished without a trace.