Hey guys I'm back for about a half and hour and I decided to edit this story. I hope to post new chapters but I feel weird even writing fanfiction anymore. So this is the first edit nothing to big has changed just some errors were fixed. Enjoy! :D
Mondays… Don't you just love Mondays? I dread them. What I wouldn't give to just sleep until tomorrow. As it turns out its Monday and I just woke up from the most awesome dream and currently pulling up my pants-now.
I yanked the covers off me and swing my legs over the side of the bed. I stood and looked around before I go through the necessary tasks to look brilliant. I scrub my teeth slowly feeling the brush before I spit the contents into the sink and slowly watch it drain. I get dressed and grab my cigarettes and walk toward the door. I hit me in the face.
"Roxy-Moxy!" Sora shrieks as I hold my, now, bleeding nose.
"Really?" I manage to reply as he pulls me out of the room and downstairs.
"Hey!" I say as he accidentally yanks me into a wall.
"Oops!" He pulls me to an island chair and goes over to the refrigerator. I watch as he pulls out strawberries and places them in front of me. "You're ready for the first day of being a junior in high school right?"
"Why should I be?" I say as I open the container and pull out a juicy strawberry. Sora grabs a knife and sits next to me. Did I mention I hated Mondays?
"You'll meet new friends and you will join a sport and-" He rambled on and I waved a hand at him to stop. I pulled the green stuff off the strawberry and dip it in the sugar Sora conveniently got out.
"Whatever." I ate in silence before it was time to leave. I put on my jacket and pulled my backpack over my shoulder, running after Sora to catch the bus. I walked to the back only to find it occupied by a redhead and a silverette. I look at them and study their features for a second.
Redhead had upside-down teardrop tattoos under his beautiful mysterious green eyes. He wore a simple obnoxious red shirt and black strappy pants. His boots were the one thing that caught my eye though the way the shined from the sunlight. Their black finish…. Mm. Sora pushed me out of his trance and into an empty seat in front of the two boys. Sora giggled nervously as he looked between me and the presumably silver headed boy.
"Roxas!" He whispered in my ear as the bus stopped to pick someone up. I turn away from getting my IPod out and turned to look at him. "Look at him!"
"I did." I said flatly as I pull my ear buds in and shuffle through settling on Jersey by Mayday Parade.
"He's so cool… I wish he would at least talk to me." Sora made a face and skittered of to dreamland.
About a half an hour later
I stood at my new locker. I pulled, yank and tried to pry it open yet it hadn't even budged. Just fucking great! I gave up and walked in silence to my first class, you know except for homeroom. A lot of the people I passed were in deep conversation about the teachers they were having, their schedule and their homeroom teacher. But I ignored them all as I ventured up the stairs to the second floor. I wondered around aimlessly until I heard the first bell. I had less than a minute to get to chemistry and it was five minutes away. I internally groan as I swing a left and my backpack strap rips.
The checkered bag hits the chemistry door and I raced towards it. Failing to notice a floorboard up I trip and needlessly to say hit the floor…Hard.