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It was the first day of my second year in high school. And yet another day of being alone. I sighed to myself, I hate waiting for the bus. I wonder if anyone would notice if I fell off of the face of the Earth. I doubt it. No one notices when I'm there anyway. I guess it's my own fault but it really couldn't be helped. There was nothing I could do to change my fate.
I looked out at the road to see if there was a sign of the bus anywhere. 'Maybe I already missed it?' I could only hope. I looked down at my phone to check the time. It was about thirty minutes until school started. I never understood why my father insisted on getting me a phone. It's not like I had anyone to talk to. Not that I talked anyway.
I looked back at the road and saw the bus drawing closer , it had one more stop before it reached me. I tapped my foot and looked up at the sky. There were a few clouds scattered here and there. Destiny island had what you would consider the perfect climate: Beautiful year round. There was only one gray cloud among the other fluffy white ones. The one that stood out, like me.
As the bus neared I walked off the sidewalk and into the street. It's stupid but the closer I was to danger, the closer I was to feeling something. It slowed to a stop, almost hitting me and opened its air powered doors with a hiss.
I always hated that noise. It reminded me off a deflating balloon. Sometimes I wish I could be that balloon. The life escaping from my body and leaving me on the ground to be forgotten. I'm jealous of a lousy balloon and air powered doors. 'Pathetic.' I shook my head and stepped onto the moving, yellow, rectangle.
I stand in the aisle looking around and see that someone has taken my seat. It was boy with blond, ear length, hair, Tidus I think his name was. He was talking excitedly about blitz ball, Destiny Island's favored sport. He always talked about it. He was captain of some team. I couldn't remember the name of it though. It didn't matter anyway, it's not like I even liked sports in the first place.
With him in my seat I walked down the isle and took the only open seat left. Cloud was in it but it was better than being next to all of the popular people. Cloud also had short blond hair, but he was completely different from Tidus. He was quiet for the most part. The only people he really talked to were Kadaj, Loz, Yazoo and Zack. He could sometimes be seen with Arieth, the school counselor and Tifa, the gym teacher.
When I sat down he turned towards me and gave me a slight nod of his head. I returned the gesture. I guess he understood my silence. I pulled out my iPod and started listening to Lifehouse, listening to them always provided me with a slight comfort. With their soft beats and gentle tones.
I let myself fall into a deep thought. I thought back to my life before this hellish time called high school. Back to the time when I had friends. When no one thought I was a freak or a loser. Back when I used to talk. Why did it have to be this way? It's all HIS fault! HE took everything from me!
My song had just ended when we reached the school. I pulled myself out of my thoughts and followed the line of people off of the bus.I looked out the tinted window of the bus and stared at the building in front of me. Destiny High, i named after the island that it resides on. It had a clock tower, but it wasn't a very big building, but then neither was Destiny Island. It was actually the only school on the main island. The rest of them were located on the other ones and you had to ride a ferry just to get to any of them.
I was the last one to get off of the bus and the last one to my class. It was first period chemistry with Mr. S as the teacher. The S was short for Sephiroth. He was nice for the most part, except when his students didn't listen. There was this rumor floating around about how he liked to throw erasers and white board markers at the students. I never got in trouble with him though. I supposed it was because he never picked on me to answer a question. Mr. S would get extremely pissed if someone answered a question he asked wrong. I heard many stories of people talking about him when they had him.
The only teacher I have any real problems with is Setzer. Setzer is my English teacher and he has a crude sense of humor. He has a reputation for picking on students whenever he got the chance. I have to agree with that sentiment, because today was really bad. He had placed me in a seat that was three seats to the right of Riku.
Riku was a really popular guy at school and he always made me feel nervous. I would feel his eyes on me whenever I'm writing down the notes or just when he thought I wasn't looking. I hated this but I couldn't bring myself to complain. It would be no use. No one would listen, even if I did talk. They'd just think it was some ploy to get attention.
I had just finished writing down the notes Setzer put on the board, when the room felt as though it came to a sudden stop. None of the usual chatter that filled your typical high school class. 'Odd.' I looked up to see what it was that caused this sudden change. It was a new student. He had dirty blond hair that resembled a Mohawk/mullet with a few strands hanging down in the front, and he was wearing almost all black.
He was wearing a black zip up hoodie with a purple guitar thing on the front, a black shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. His shoes were purple and black checkered vans. The weird thing was that, in spite of all of the black this guy wore, he looked pretty happy. I stared at him, something about him had this pull on me. Maybe it was because he could manage to look so happy but wear so many depressing colors.
I could feel Riku's eyes on me again. I really wish he wouldn't do this. I'm sure he knows how much this torments me. It's probably why he does it. No, it is why he does it. I turned my head to look at him. Our eyes met for a brief moment, before he looked away. Those eyes. Those evil aqua eyes. I'm glad it's the last period of the day.
I lowered my pen to the paper, ready to go back to the notes when I heard my name being called. "Mr. Leonhart. I've been calling your name for quite awhile. Would you be so kind enough to give Demyx here a tour of the school?" Setzer gestured to the new student. I raised my eyebrows and opened my mouth. "Great." He smiled with an evil glint in his eyes. 'Gee thanks'. I rolled my eyes. Demyx waved at me and I felt Riku's eyes on me once more. "Mr. Leonhart will also be your partner for the rest of the year. How does that sound?" 'Great.' I guess he saw me rolling my eyes.
Setzer looked at me with a knowing smile that screamed pure evil. Apparently he's no better than any of the other students here. Always poking fun at the freak. Waiting for the next best chance to make someone feel like shit. 'Asshole.'
Demyx walked down the rows of desks and chairs towards the seat next to mine. he seemed completely oblivious to the searing eyes of all of the students on him. I noticed though. Why wouldn't they stare though? This poor new guy has to sit next to the biggest social reject on Destiny Island.
He dropped his black backpack next to his desk and plopped himself down next to me. He waved at me again. "Hey my name's Demyx. How come you didn't wave back at me?" He made an odd face that looked like he was pouting. He waited for my answer, one that would never come.
Seconds passed before one of the students behind us took it upon themselves to fill him in. She tapped him on the shoulder. Larxene, yet another blond, with shoulder length hair. She had outrageous bangs that resembled a grasshopper."You can wait all you want but he's not gonna answer." Another student next to her grabbed his attention, this one was Hayner, another blond, with hair that was spiked in the back. "Yeah he's a mute. He's not going to say anything to you ever man." Demyx's eyebrows rose in question. He looked back at me for a conformation. I nodded and turned my attention back to my notes. 'Idiots.'
I knew Demyx was looking at me. He sat there staring for a few seconds before he pulled out a notebook himself. He never got a chance to write in it though. The other students began talking to him. I dared to look out of the corner of my eye to see if Riku was staring again. He wasn't. 'Thank god.' I let myself breath a sigh of relief and went back to writing.
Almost as soon as I finished writing, the bell rang. Everyone else rushed out of the room, leaving Demyx and I behind. I sighed as I organized my belongings and filed them into my red back pack. I threw it over one shoulder and made my way to the door. I exited the room and was almost to the double doors leading outside when Demyx had come and squeezed me from behind. I almost let out a scream, almost.
I pushed him off of me and turned around. What was wrong with this guy? I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. I stood there waiting for an answer. He beamed at me. "You almost forgot to give me a tour of the school." 'More like purposely forgot.' I was about to turn again when he grabbed me by the wrist. My eyes widened at his hand. It was too much like that time.
That man's face flashed before my eyes. I could hear myself screaming and his deep laughter. "Don't worry it's okay." My heart was pounding. I could feel the back of my neck heat up and my eyes water. I shook my head and stared at the man before me. It wasn't real, it was all in my head.
"Please?" He pouted his lips out. I rolled my eyes and sighed. 'Fine.' I walked past him back inside the building. I stopped walking when I realized that he wasn't following me. I looked back at him and gave him a look of 'Well I'm waiting.' He smiled brightly, he had extremely white teeth and I couldn't help but stare. They were almost blinding. Maybe his parents are dentists. Who cares. It's not like I'll ever get to meet them, nor did I want to.
He ran up to me and hugged me with such a force that I fell to the floor with him following after me. 'Ow.' This guy had a serious issue with personal space. "Sorry." His voice was muffled by my shirt that his face was currently in. I pushed on his shoulders. 'Can't breathe.' He needed to move. He sat back on my stomach and turned to pull something out of his bag. It was a black journal with a person who looked like they were made out of water on it. "I figured that since you don't talk that you would be okay with writing down what you want to say!"
Why haven't I thought of that before? 'Because I have no one who would want to talk to me anyway.' He turned back to his bag and pulled out a pen that had sky blue duct tape wrapped around it. 'Fucking weirdo.' "I'll write in it too if you want!" He flipped it open and scribbled in it. 'Hello Mr. Lionheart!' He had drawn a little smiley face next to it. It was Leonhart, and did he have to add the 'Mr.' to it?
I stared at it and then at him. Was this guy serious? Apparently he was because he wrote in it again. ' I want to be your friend.' I tilted my head to the side. Him be my friend? Surely not. He looked down and pouted. He stayed like that for a few seconds that felt like an eternity. 'He's so warm.' I looked at the non-existent space in between he and I. 'Too warm.' He looked back up at me. "I forgot that I was still on you." He quickly stood up and held his hand out to me to help me up.
His face had a little bit of pink dusted on his cheeks and I'm sure mine was about the same shade as his, if not redder. I ignored the offered hand and helped myself up. I dusted invisible dirt off of my body and waited for him. I stared at him while he wrote something in the journal. I looked at him, expecting him to show it to me but he closed it and but it back in his bag. 'Okay?'
He smiled at me again. I made a questioning face. This guy sure likes to smile. "So." He clapped his hands together. "Are you ready to show me around this little school?" 'Oh good he realizes that this school is a piece of shit' I turned and began walking towards the office. He followed and when he caught up I pointed to a sign that said office. He nodded. "Office?" I gave him a slight nod of my head and moved to all of the classrooms. Thankfully they all had signs that indicated what they were.
Throughout the tour of our pathetic school I couldn't help but think how it's really dumb and rather rude of Setzer to force me to show the new kid around. Me out of all people? He knows that I never talk. Hell everyone in this bloody school does. He certainly fit the bill of a douche bag teacher.
I showed Demyx the rest rooms in the same manner as I did with the class rooms. The last thing to show was the cafeteria. I hated the cafeteria. It was big and I was always alone. No one ever wanted to sit next to the freak.
The only good thing about it was that HE never stared at me. He was too busy with his fake friends and those whores he called girlfriends. I hated them. All of them. They were the reason why no one liked me, why I was turned into a freak. The reason why I was alone with no friends.
I guess Demyx noticed my discomfort because he had tapped me on the shoulder. "Hey are you okay?" He gave me a concerned look. I was almost tempted to run and hide. I shook my head and quickly left the horrible place. I quickly made my way to the double doors that led to the outside of this prison. I inhaled a lungful of fresh air once outside.
My moment of peace didn't last long though because Demyx had hugged me from behind and spun me around. Please get off of me."Mr. Lionheart are you okay?" He set me down and turned me around. "You looked about ready to throw up or something." ' I am now.'
He actually looked serious for a moment. 'Why do you care if I'm okay? No one cares about me.' I nodded and pretended that I was. In reality I was never okay when I thought about Him. He always made me feel unstable. I quickly shook the thoughts away and feigned a smile.
The fake smile was enough for Demyx and his trademark smile returned to his face. He scratched the back of his head and if I wasn't mistaken there was a slight blush on his face. "Um, anyway thank you for showing me around today when you didn't have to."
He pulled out his journal and flipped to the next page. 'I still want you to be my friend.' Again with being his friend. 'Don't you know what this will do to your future reputation?' He waited and he started shuffling his feet. He looked down at the ground. "You um, I still don't know your name." He looked back up at me. " You don't have to be my friend if you don't want to. I just figured that I should thank you properly." He pulled his lip into his mouth and nibbled on it. I stared at his mouth and then to the journal and back up at him again. 'Is this guy serious?''
I took the journal out of his hands and wrote down a single word. I guess a name wouldn't hurt. Even if he didn't really want to be my friend I wouldn't be hurt. It's to be expected. Out of curiosity I peeked at what he wrote earlier. 'You're really soft.' I slammed the journal shut. 'Fucking weirdo.' I gave the journal back to Demyx and walked off. To my relief he didn't follow me. I slipped my iPod out of my pocket and pushed my earbuds into my ears and turned pressed play. Maybe now I can finally get that peace I wanted.
Me staying after school meant that I missed my bus home. 'Not like anyone even noticed that I wasn't on it in the first place.' Walking calmed my thoughts anyway. I would do it in the morning, but that would mean I had to get up earlier or get to school late. This morning I wasn't up for a walk to school but maybe tomorrow.
I found myself thinking back to my encounter with him, which wasn't all that unpleasant. One word couldn't hurt. Right? Who knows maybe life will get better for me? And what was with that soft comment? I rolled my eyes and shook my head. That one word, a name, my name. Sora.
Author's Note: Okay chapter one has been updated! Please tell me what you think! Also the school really isn't a small as Sora makes it out to be. He's just slightly claustrophobic.