Zexion and Xion walked through the doors of the school.

"I wonder what exciting new thing we'll learn today." Zexion said sarcastically. Xion shrugged. "I shouldn't even try." He sighed, they parted their ways and went to their seprate classes. Zexion's first period was English. He took his usual seat and opened his book. The bell rang and the class filed in. Everyone was settled and Zexion closed his book.
"Morning, Zex." Axel said, taking his seat next to Zexion. Zexion rolled his eyes.

"Axel."

"Oh hello. You're new?" The teacher said, Zexion slightly lifted his head up and saw the new student. A blond boy with a mullet.

"Yep!" Zexion sighed, he was one of those peppy kids.
"Why don't you introduce yourself to the class, say something about yourself, and then take the seat behind Zexion. Raise your hand please, Zexion." Zexion lifted up his hand and then the kid spoke.

"Hi! I'm Demyx. My hobbies are playing the sitar and I swim alot." Sitar? That's different. Zexion thought.

"This kid is supposed to be one of the new ones in the Org. Number XI. I think." Axel whispered, Zexion stared at him. Seriously? Demyx took his seat behind Zexion.

"Hi, you're Zexion right? Number VI-"

"Shh!" Zexion covered the boy's mouth. People looked as he did.

"Zexion? Do you know Demyx?" The teacher asked, Zexion sat back in his seat, removing his hand from Demyx's mouth.

"We know of eachother. Demyx is..an old childhood friend." Axel and Demyx stared at Zexion.

"Oh, that must be nice." Zexion nodded. She then spoke to the class.

"Why'd you say that?" Demyx whispered,

"You were being an idiot and nearly blew my cover." Zexion hissed, turning to the exact page in the book they were suppost to read.

"Sorry." Demyx whispered, "I sometimes act without thinking." Zexion sighed, you're one of those people, aren't you?