A|N. My first fic. Been meaning to do this in, about, two years, when my nonexistent writing talent will get better. Or maybe typing talent? Whatever. Oh yeah, there'll be my OC (in other words, me) called Riix (Lack of creativity, you show up too much).

To the story. But first,

Xemnas - Principal

Saix - (What) Assistant

Demyx - Music Teacher

Xaldin - Home Ec. (Or cooking, basically)

Xigbar - (Dunno) Teacher of Class Where You Shoot Paintballs at People

Larxene - Algebra

Vexen - Science

Marluxia - (Something like) Botany

Luxord - Chess? Cards?

(Aug. 18)

(Sora's POV)

Today was the first day of school. That means my brother, Roxas, will force me to get up early, so I won't be late. Which I usually am, because I hate school. Why? What is the point of-

"Sora! Get out of bed and come down for breakfast!" my brother yells. I don't respond, so he storms up to my room and opens the curtains.

"Today's the first day of school, Sora. Get up," Roxas tells me. "Ok, geez. I'm up." I say to Roxas. I put on the school uniform, (A|N. I dunno what it is, so lets just say its the uniform from Angel Beats.) which is a white undershirt with a light brown jacket. (A|N. Excuse my lack of creativity.) There's also black pants, so I put them on, still complaining.

(Roxas's POV)

I finally got Sora to get up. Which is a great accomplishment. I (once again) head downstairs, with about one hour left untill school starts. I finish my waffles, then get my backpack ready.

"Do we have to get to school this early?" Sora half moans, half asks. "Yes," I respond, "You have to." I poke Sora, hoping to make him get ready. He pouts, but he gets his backpack ready.

(A|N. They don't have to comb their hair, because, well, it's impossible.)

"Hurry up. Riix said her mom would pick us up." Sora sighs and says he's ready.

A|N. Ugh, I have writer's (typer's?) block. Well, see you.