"Oh my god.."

"...he probably cuts.."
"..who dresses like that?"

"Does he even brush his hair in the morning?"

"Emo."

The blonde ignored all the whispers, and stared at the floor. It wasn't uncommon for him. He dressed in black skinny jeans, converse sneakers, and a black and white checkered jacket with straps that buckled across the zipper, which zipped down and not up. He expected whispers and gossip.

"Alright, calm down. Lets me introduce our newest student," The teacher announced, then changed the course when everyone quieted "Actually, I'm pretty sure a 15 year old can introduce himself."
The blonde turned his deep blue eyes to the teacher then looked at the class. He was silent, and said nothing.

"Well, who are you?" one of the students shouted

The teacher frowned a little at the unresponsive student. The blonde walked to the back of the room, and sat down at the empty desk.
"Well..."

"Mr. Urakari who is he?" the same student shouted, interrupting the teacher

Mr. Urakari looked at this new list of students, the newest addition the only thing added.

"Roxas Kokawa," Mr. Urakari read off. He glanced up at the blonde and raised a brow. He turned to the whiteboard, and began writing. "Open your books to page 231 in your biology books," He commanded.

When the bell rang, Roxas was the last one to head for the door. He picked up his red messenger bag but was stopped by the teacher at the front of the room.

"Kokawa, Shibata.." The teacher called "..I need to speak with you"

Roxas turned to face Mr. Urakari, but didn't move otherwise. A red head had stopped and stood next to blonde, and stuck his hands in his pockets. He was clad in dark blue jeans, half zipped white hoodie, and a red shirt, which his red vans matched perfectly with. Roxas, at a first glance over of the taller male, noticed small green tears drops under his eyes, and red eyeliner on the outer corners of his green eyes.

Mr. Urakari stood up from his chair and looked over a chart carefully, before scribbling something down.

"Mr. Kokawa, Mr. Shibata will be your lab partner. I suggest you get well acquainted because you'll be sitting together for the rest of the semester"

The red head looked down at Roxas, and smiled.

"The name's Axel.." He started, as the blonde walked out on him. Axel watched Roxas leave, and smirked.

Mr. Urakari sighed, and mumbled something negative about the blonde. Axel shouldered his zebra stripped backpack and headed for his next class. Something about that blonde got Axel's attention.

Roxas looked at his schedule and read over the classes.

Biology

Art

English

World History

Algebra

Physical Education

Roxas sighed, and shoved the paper into his jacket pocket. He didn't particularly like art, but he was a good artist. As for his last two classes, he already could see the failing grade. He made his way through the crowded hall, getting pushed and shoved, until he finally made it to his locker, 13. 36-38-2. Roxas frowned. 38-38-2. Still wouldn't open.

"Whats wrong, chicken wuss? Can't get your locker open?"

Roxas looked back, and saw an older teen dressed in a blue vest, black jeans and what looked like combat boots. The thing that stood out to Roxas the most was that he had a scar between his eyes and wore a stupid black beanie. Roxas narrowed his eyes, blue eyes meeting blue eyes. Not once had Roxas ever met a guy who showed off his mid section until now.

"What? Not gonna talk?" Beanie Boy growled and shoved Roxas up against the locker "You really piss me off"

"Victim," A female voiced

Roxas side glanced at Beanie Boy's lackey. A silver haired girl, of which half her face was covered with her hair. Only one of her brown eyes could be seen. A strange black hoodie jacket with gray mist printed on it, and blue jeans

"Beat 'em, y'know!"

Roxas looked at the other follower. Tan, brown hair, few chain necklaces, baggy black pants, wrist bands and a sports shirt of some sort. Athletic. Both Beanie Boy and Sport Dork were athletic. There went his chances of escaping. Beanie Boy jerked Roxas, and slammed him against the locker again. Roxas grabbed Beanie Boy's hand and tried to pry it off, which only made the other laugh

"Chicken wuss, you're pathetic!"

"Get 'em Seifer!" Sport Dork cheered

Beanie Boy, or Seifer Roxas noted, smirked and raised his fist

"Alright! Enough enough!" A teacher called.

Roxas was released, and Beanie Boy's gang unwillingly retreated to class. Roxas sighed in relief and tried at his locker again. 36-38-2. The locker opened and Roxas put his Biology book away, and grabbed his English for third hour so he wouldn't have to return for a while.

Roxas stood in the locker room, his face a soft pink. It was his last class, and he completely failed at his previous class, Algebra. What the hell was a Hypotenuse?

"Hurry up! The longer you take the longer you'll run the track!" The P.E teacher shouted.

There were three columns of lockers. The first being closer to the door, the second being the middle, and the third being in the very back of the room. Roxas was the only one in the third column. He sighed shakily and started to undress. He hated changing around other people, because he was so skinny he could be called anorexic.

When he finally pulled his shirt over his head, he jumped when he saw a certain red head standing just a few lockers away slipping on his pants. His face turned red and he quickly pulled on his gym shirt. Running in skinny jeans suddenly wasn't a bad idea. He shut the locker and flinched at the loud slam.

Axel glanced over and grinned "Hey, Roxy"

Roxas glanced over, and gave a gently wave "Hey..." He murmured, his voice soft and quiet.

Axel shut his locker and pulled his shirt on "Well, you're not as bad ass as you look, Roxy"

Roxas frowned a little "Roxas..." He corrected, and started to head for the door in an attempt to get away from the red head

"Riiight" Axel scratched the back of his head and followed behind "Hey, Roxas, wait up!"

Roxas was already out the door, in the small hallway the was between the locker room and the gym. He grabbed onto the second door's handle, but felt the red head grab his wrist. Roxas winced, and pulled his wrist away with a small sound of discomfort. Snap. Roxas looked at his wrist and his eyes widened. His favored checkered wristband snapped off.

"Roxas..." Axel looked at the small boy's wrist.

Roxas snatched his wristband from Axel, and escaped through the door. He put his bracelet back on, making sure the metal buttons snapped in place.

After avoiding the red head all of P.E, Roxas quickly changed, not caring about the other people. He was grateful the teacher gave the class five minutes to change before the bell. He grabbed his messenger bag, and managed to escape just as Axel approached him. He ran out of the locker room, and down to his locker before the bell even rang. He stood there panting, then began fiddling with the lock when a strong hand grabbed him and easily tossed him to the other side of hall. Roxas looked up, and his eyes widened. It was Beanie Boy.

"Now where were we.." Seifer smirked

Roxas bit his bottom lip, and got up. His best chance was to run, but his leg were tired from running in gym. He took in a deep breath, and dashed down the hall to the nearest door outside. Just as the cool autumn air embraced him, Beanie Boy caught him.

'At least I tried...' Roxas thought.

Fist met face, and a bloody nose was made. After that, everything was a blur.