Hello, everyone! Yay, a story, a story! I'm finally ready to make a commitment! This story will be so fun to write! I hope it will be fun to read, too. Anyways, I just want to thank those people who have read, reviewed, and favorited my NaminexSore story. I'm glad people liked it! I think maybe I'm a little too hard on myself.
Well, here's chapter one of my SoraxOC story! Enjoy!
I stared up at the building that loomed over me. This school had to be at least three stories tall…and it's as if dark clouds are looming over it.
Of course, it only appears that way to me.
Sometimes I hate myself…
People have always described me as a shy girl with black hair and green eyes that can see straight into your soul. But I think that I'm the kind of person that's shy around people I don't know, with my personality showing the more I know someone.
I sighed. Today is my first day at Kingdom High School in Twilight Town. Their soccer team, the Kingdom Hearts, is famous for being the sworn rival of the Organization XIII's.
I suppose that I should be glad that my mom didn't send me to Organization High. There have been a lot of charges brought up against the principal, Xemnas Dark. But somehow none of them ever made it to court.
The reason that I'm here is that my mom has to travel a lot. Within a month, I could switch schools three times. So she's taken it upon herself to make sure that I make some friends and finish high school in one spot. She gave me her pocket money, a credit card, and took off.
I caught people giving me weird looks. I must look funny, standing here staring at the school. My feet won't move, though. Finally, I suck in a huge gulp of air and run towards the school.
Great. More weird looks. But if I didn't run, I might not have been able to move. I stopped in front of the office as soon as I get there. Luckily it's right next to the door, so I wouldn't have to ask for directions. I slowly pulled the door open, and nearly jumped out of my skin as the principal leaped out. I don't remember his name, and I don't want to. He took too much interest in my mother. That kind of interest.
"Here are your books! Sorry, but you don't have a locker yet! Here's your schedule! Tell your mom I said hi! Bye!" He darted back into the office and shut the door. It looked suspiciously like his shirt was unbuttoned.
I took a quick look at my schedule. I have:
!st Period- History, Room 207
2nd Period-Music, Room 308
3rd Period-English, Room 101
4th Period-Math, Room 400
5th Period-Gym, Room 203
6th Period- Lunch, Room 100
7th Period-Science, Room 102
8th Period-Spanish, Room 401
I headed off towards room 207. All of the books in my arms are a little heavy, but I'll manage.
Amazingly, I'm the first in class. I chose a seat near the back, where the shy people generally sit. I pulled out my songbook and, after glancing at the teacher, began to write. She seemed to be absorbed in something else, because she was ignoring me.
Gradually, the classroom filled up. I closed my songbook for now, and looked around at the people sitting in front and on the side of me. I saw girls giving me jealous stares, but I couldn't figure out a reason why.
The person in front of me was a girl with red hair and blue eyes. She was talking to the person on my left, who was a boy with silver hair and aquamarine eyes. She was doing most of the talking, but I could tell that he was enjoying himself.
The person on the right was looking longingly at the other two. He had spiky brown hair and cobalt blue eyes.
With a jolt, I realized that I'd taken his usual seat. I summoned my courage and spoke.
"Excuse me…do you want to switch?"
Luckily, he seemed to know that I was talking to him so I didn't need to repeat myself.
"Really?" His voice had a nice tone to it. I nodded sincerely. "Alright!" He jumped up. I stand up to switch, and as I went past him, our arms accidentally touched. There was something like a static shock between us, but it's wasn't quite the same. It didn't hurt. I ignored it, while the boy jumped a little. So he felt it too… The jealous glares intensified.
The girl next to me now had a sketchbook. She was drawing a picture of the classroom. I could recognize some of the people in it. She's good! I decided to take a chance. I tapped her shoulder. She looked up at me in surprise, dropping her pencil in the process. I could see now that she had blue eyes to go with her blond hair.
"Your sketch is really good." I told her. She looked away, then back at me, touching her ear apologetically, as if that ended any chance of us being friends.
[I see.] I signed with my hands.
Her mouth dropped open. [You know sign language?]
I smiled for the first time that day. [My name is Hikaru. What's yours?]
[Namine.] She looked as if she thought I might laugh.
[That's a pretty name! I like it!] I noticed that we were getting looks. I tried to ignore them.
When I lived on Destiny Islands, my mom thought that it would be fun for us to learn sign language. The next time we moved she forgot, but I practiced every day. It's good to be able to speak without using your voice.
[Thank you.] She was smiling too now. I hoped that we would be good friends.
[So, what classes do you have?] I asked her. She handed me her schedule, her blue eyes shining. I compared it with my own. I gave hers back once I was finished.
[We have this class, English, Lunch and Science together!]
[Great!] Namine hesitated. [Could you be my friend?]
[Of course!]
The teacher was calling the class to attention now, so we had to stop. We could always 'talk' later, though! She merely told the class my name, and didn't ask me to stand up. For me that's a good thing. She also told us that her name was Mrs. Reed. Apparently she was a new teacher here. She seemed nice at first, but as class continued, her personality became clear. She was a real grouch!
I noticed that Namine was fidgeting and not taking notes. I'd have to lend her mine later. Someone obviously forgot to tell Mrs. Reed that she was deaf.
Class seemed to drag on, until the bell finally rang. Next I have music, which is my favorite class. Namine has art next. Judging from her sketch, she's really good at it too.
Here we go…
So what did you think? Please review! I'll take any comments, good or bad! But before people ask, I did not name Hikaru after Utada Hikaru. Hikaru means bright.
Anyways…bye!