will you be my. willyoubemy g i r l f r i e n d

Axel readied himself, nervous and on his toes – he was skittery and jumpy, not like usual-Axel. But usual-Axel doesn't ask out the girl-of-his-dreams. Usual-Axel lies at home, phoning random ex-girlfriends and saying stuff that would kill him if he heard it down a telephone line but he says it to them because they are useless, pathetic whores. This-Axel asks out girls he'd never usually think about asking out as usual-Axel. This-Axel asks out the pretty, little freaks (gurlz wiv skillzzz in art and in writing and in drama who write sad poetry and laugh at everything).

But, hey, if this-Axel is the new-Axel then this-Axel Axel would be. Because Axel is the King of the Skool and nobody – not no one – can question his authority or actions, because really, he is what makes the world turn round.

He waited outside the canteen with his heart on a platter served hot – as always – or cold – if she turned him down – and a twinkle in his pretty emerald eyes. But his arm was getting tired of holding the platter and his eyes were dulling over as they got more and more bored of waiting and waiting. This was what it was like to be the one on the edge, about to fall into the dreaded abyss of nameless faces of the many who got turned down. Or maybe he would save himself and be saved from the cliff's drop because she'd say, "Of course, Axel. I've always loved you, you know." Axel was always the optimist.

His pulse raced every time a somebody walked out the door and they would look at him and say, "Yo, Axel-" and then stop when they noticed that he wasn't looking at them. Because he wasn't looking for a somebody – he was looking for a cute nobody. A cute nobody with no position on the school hierarchy.

Ooh, and then when she did his sight became fuzzy as his brain melted into a gooey mush. She was laughing with her friend, this goofy laugh with a hint of demented-ness scrambled into it, before Axel pulled her towards him in a flourish of gangly arms and his own demented-ness, hoping his melted brain wouldn't cause to be a problem. She exclaimed, "Oh!"

Axel calmed down and held her at arm's length as her friend squealed indignantly, stamping her foot and furrowing her brow. Axel grinned and said, "I'll just be a minute." Looking at the girl he was in love with and who he adored and nearly worshipped, he said, "Kairi, I just wanted to- HOLY CRAP! There's a bug in your hair."

Kairi said, "Oh dear, that's just Crikee." She shook her shiny red hair and Crikee jumped out with a muffled squeak. "He likes to hide there sometimes." Axel nodded effusively, agreeing. He took his hands away from her shoulders and carried on.

"Kairi, will you be my..." a pause as he mustered up the right words. Could he not just say the g-word? "Kairi, will you be my..." Axel bit his lip in anxiety and then said – almost silently, "Lab partner?" Damnit.

Kairi grinned and rubbed the back of her head, "Er... I think I already have a lab partner. But he doesn't like me. You can steal his place!" She winked and tried to walk away but Axel was quicker than her as he snatched her shoulders back, her pretty magenta(ish) hair swaying backwards and forwards about her pretty pale(ish) face.

"No, what I actually meant was," pause, breathe, "will you be my-" There was a hideous cackling sound and Axel groaned because he knew what it was. She was a flurry of bleach blonde and red lipstick and giggly laughter and stabbity knives and death glares. She was Larxene. "Go away, Larxene."

Larxene held a perfectly manicured hand to her lips, "Oh but, Axey, baby." Her eyes softened to him, "Oh but, Axey, baby," she said, again.

Axel kicked Larxene – who was indeed an obstacle in front of his goal... who was walking away. "Kairi!" Kairi turned round, she was smiling. Axel thought his knees were going to buckle – but they didn't. "Kairi." Kairi stopped in front of Axel, waiting for him to say something. Axel's mouth opened, and closed. His lips were dry so he licked them and a nervous laugh escaped. Kairi's friend was tapping her feet and rolling her eyes.

"Yes, Axel?" said Kairi.

Nod. Went Axel's head, just once, not twice as he grinned the grin of a doofus.

Kairi looked worried, "Axel, I," she scratched her head sheepishly, "I really have to go now."

Axel smacked himself on the head – mentally. "Oh, but, Kairi. Okay, I really need to ask you something!"

Kairi looked at her pink watch, "Um, sure, Axel."

"Kairi, will you be my girlfriend?" Gasp, shock. "...S friend? Will you be my girlfriend's friend?" Kairi's face dropped and she looked down, nodding a little bit.

"I didn't know you had a girlfriend."

Axel bit his lip, "Yes, yes. She's very pretty and she has these amazing eyes – they're bluey-purple. And her hair isn't magenta; it's magenta-ish which makes it special, just like her. She loves writing and acting and laughing – her best friend doesn't like me all that much but it doesn't matter because I like her more than anyone could ever like anyone else. She is, by far, the most beautiful person there is."

Kairi nodded, looking very upset, "Oh." she said. "She's very lucky, Axel."

Axel sighed dramatically because Kairi was very stupid – no matter how much he loved her. So, he told her the best way he could think of.

Kairi's lips bruised as Axel's collided with hers but she didn't seem to mind. She was too busy wrapping her own arms round his thin frame and digging her fists into his soft hair. His own hands wandered over her back and down her spine, Kairi shivered, giggling. Tingles ran all down her, from her eyes to her toes until-

BANG!

"Kairi Panettiere, Axel Flynn. Have you any idea of the school rules?!"

"No, Sir." Axel replied. Usual-Axel was back as he managed to get rid of the teacher.

Kairi blushed and said, "Um, Axel, who's your girlfriend because I don't think she'll be very happy."

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an well zomfg. the ending was a bit anti-climatic. but hopefully, other than THAT, it was okay(ish... maybe?). i thought i may as well try using a different... uhm, style shall we say? we have found out that bold, underlines and italics don't suit meh. NEVER USE 'UM AGAIN, LAMIE. bad me. okay, this was ana's prize for her pretty entry cause kaixel is the best :D (and so is ana)