Whenever I walk by her in the walls of the school, she always has a gloomy look every time I glance at her. I wonder why she's heartbroken. What happened to the happy Namine, that everybody knew? She would constantly have a smile on her face, and she was an outgoing person. She wasn't afraid of anything. She doesn't seem like that anymore. She just keeps to herself. She loved to sit with people at lunch and in classrooms, but now she separates herself from everybody.

It seems like nobody talks to her. Is it because she's not happy? Does anybody see that she's hurting? They seem like they're afraid of her, as if she's a bully of the school. She isn't, I know the real her. This new Namine, isn't the real her. All I gotta do is bring that Namine back. No one else will do it! I'll be the one she runs to.

The bell echoed throughout the school, interrupting my thoughts. It was time to go to English, oh what joy. The classroom was at the end of the corridor. Up ahead I notice a familiar figure sitting on the floor, with her hands covering her face. Her back was against the wall. It looked like she was crying. I have sometime to kill before class.

As I approached her, she uncovered her face and she glanced at me. Her pale face was red and wet. She has been crying. "Are you okay?"

She wiped her eyes off with her fingers. "I'm fine."

I shook my head. She's not fine, she was just crying. "You're lying. Tell me what's wrong."

She didn't say another word to me. She gathered her things and she rose from the floor. I gabbed her wrist before she could take off. "Namine, I need to know what's upsetting you. I'd like to help you."

"Let me go! You'll know nothing." She pulled her wrist out of my grip and she disappeared down the corridor. Leaving me heartbroken from the girl that I use to know. I sighed and I walked down the hall to get to my class.

As I entered the room. Ms. Aerith and the class glared at me. "Why are you late?"

"I needed to talk to somebody."

"You could've waited after school. Now go to the office and explain to them why you're late," Ms. Aerith barked.

I turned on my heel. I could hear some students giggle. I walked out of the classroom. I didn't care if I was late; I had to tend to a heartbroken girl.

As I stepped in the office, there was parents dismissing their kids and some were waiting for a teacher for a meeting. I told the office lady that I got in trouble for being late for class.

"You'll need to talk to Ansem," she said.

I nodded. Ansem is our principle of the school. I walked over to the door and I knocked on it.

"Come in," said a male with a deep tone.

I opened the door and I walked in. "Hello, sir." I sat down in a chair that was in front of his desk.

"What can I help you with?"

I sighed. "I was late foe class."

"Oh? Why?"

"I needed to see what was up with a student." If anyone was talking about a student, you're not suppose to say their name.

"Could you talk to them after school?"

"Sir, she was crying."

"Probably crying over a break up. That's what girls do," he said as he shifted in his chair.

"She's not crying over that!" I raised my tone. "She's going through something in life, she needs my help! No one else would help her!"

"Don't raise your voice at me mister! If she needs help, she can find a adult to talk to. You have a after school detention."

Shit. I never gotten a detention before. Just because I talked to a girl that needs somebody in her life. This school is fucked up. "Sir, you don't get it!" I slammed my fist on the wooden desk in anger. How could he be so stupid? Why doesn't he ask who this girl is? Doesn't care about the students?

"Roxas! Get out of here! Don't you dare slam on my desk again!" He said as he raised his voice.

"I'll do what I want, for the girl I'll fight for! Don't you care who this girl is? Namine needs me! I'll be the one to help her!" Oh crap I said her name.

A gasp escaped from his lips. "Don't mention her name ever again and get out!" He roared with anger.

I quickly got up and I left the room. Don't mention her name ever again! It made me hurt when he said that. It stayed in my head as I left the office. Does he know Namine? Why does he not want to hear her name? What's going on? I must know from Namine.

The bell rang again, school's over. Time for my detention. I walked down the halls and I came across a set of stairs. As I walked up the stairs; students were coming down the stairs. As I made it to the top of the stairs I walked down the hall and I entered yet another classroom where the detention is going to be held. There was a few students sitting at desks doing nothing.

In the back was Namine. What is she doing here? I made my way to the back and I sat next to her. "What are you doing here?"

She didn't look at me, she was busy doodling in her sketch pad. "I'm talking to you."

"No talking," said Vexen. He's the worst teacher. He's very strict and he gives out detentions way too much.

She placed her pencil down and she glanced at me. "For being late."

"Me too," I whispered. "It sounds lame."

"I told the teacher I needed a minute and she was cool with it. When I got she sent me to the office."

"That's retarded! Ansem is mad at me."

"Shhh! What part of quiet you don't understand?" Vexen said.

Namine and I ignored him and we continued talking. "How did you make him mad at you?"

"I mentioned your name by mistake and I'm sorry," I said with a sigh.

"It's fine. Ansem hates me."

"Why?"

"He's my stepfather."

"What?!" I shouted. I thought Vexen was going to bark at us, but he didn't I think he just gave up.

"Yep and he's worse than my father," she said as she dropped her eyes on her doodle.

"Is that why you've been crying?"

She nodded. "My sister killed herself." I could hear a sob starting to form.

My heart ached as I heard those words. So her parents got divorced, her stepfather hates her and her sister killed herself. Man she's going through a lot. "Why are the kids at school avoiding you?"

"They found that I'm related to Ansem, so they turned their backs on me."

"I haven't turned my back on you and I never will. Namine, I'll be there."

"You promise you won't," she said as she looked up at me with a small smile.

"I'll never give up on you," I smiled back.

I glanced up at the clock it's now 3. Students rose from their seats. Detention is now over. "Do you want to come over for a bit?"

We both gathered our things and we walked out of the door together. "My father won't let me. He controls me, just like the kids at school!"

"That's just not right." We walked out of the school together.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she walked towards the parking lot.

I smiled and I walked down the sidewalk. I didn't live too far from the school. I'm glad I got something out of Namine.