Banshee: Chapter 2, yay~!

Disclaimer: I only own my OCs and the plot.


Chapter Two: New Students


- Normal POV -

Monday.

It was Health Class.

Nikki and her friends were sitting in their usual spot; one cluster of desks by the window. They were up to their usual antics. Nikki was doodling mindlessly in her notebook, Harriet just stared out the window, Maggie was reading the latest issue of Marie Claire, Sandy was blowing kisses and exchanging flirty text messages with her boyfriend Riku, and Cassandra was the only one that was actually paying attention.

The Health teacher was Mrs. Sanchez. She is a tall, lanky woman, presumably in her early thirties, with long straight black hair and librarian glasses. She is always seen wearing a simple blouse and skirt, no matter what time of the year it was.

Mrs. Sanchez was in the middle of one of her famous lectures when there was a knock on the door. She stopped the lecture and answered the door, where the principal was waiting on the other side.

"Hello Mr. Cooper." She greeted.

"Good morning, Molly." The principal greeted back.

Mr. Cooper is a short chubby man, who always dresses in nice suits and keeps his hair neat and tidy.

"The new students have arrived, and they have all been assigned to your class." He gestured to the group of boys behind him. "I took it upon myself to escort them here. You'll be able to handle them from here, I hope?"

Molly smiled. "Of course, Harry." She gestured to the students. "Hello, boys. I am the Health teacher, Mrs. Sanchez. Come on in."

She led them inside the classroom and they stood in a line in front of the room as Mrs. Sanchez quieted the class and directed their attention to her.

"Attention everyone."

The students stopped what they were doing and looked at her.

"We have some new students."

Mrs. Sanchez pointed to the twins first. They were identical; freakishly so, with the same height, build, hair style and color (dirty blonde, and windswept), and eye color (blue). The only differences that could be seen were the pendants around their necks; the twin on the left wore a 'x'-shaped pendant while the twin on the right wore one in the shape of a heart. "This is Roxas," the one on the left, "and Ventus," the one on the right.

She then pointed to the next boy in the line. He was the second-shortest one in the group (the twins are the same height, so they count as one). His eyes were bright aqua, but his messy layered bangs covered the right side of his face so only his left eye was visible. His hair was a steel-blue color, and his facial expression was unreadable. "Zexion."

The next boy was taller. His eyes were green, and his hair was dirty blonde and styled in a mullet/Mohawk, with stray hairs hanging in his face. Unlike the others, who stood up straight, he was slouching and had his hands in his pockets as he lazily swung one leg back and forth. This guy's facial expression was obvious. He was bored. Bored out of his fucking mind. "Demyx."

Then she pointed to the last boy in the line. His most notable feature was his bright red hair, which went down to his shoulders and was slicked back and styled in spikes. It was also noted that he had a prominent widow's peak. Some stray strands of hair were hanging in his face. His eyes were a bright emerald green, and underneath said eyes were purple reverse-teardrop shaped markings. He sported a cocky smirk, which, while the other girls found it sexy, Nikki found it irritating. "And Axel."

Maggie leaned over and whispered to Nikki, "Oooh~, they're all so good looking~! I wonder which one is the musician…"

Nikki rolled her eyes. Sure, they were attractive, but something about the redhead set off a few mental red flags.

Sandy shrugged. "I don't have an opinion. I already have a man." She blew another kiss to said 'man,' who winked in response. "But the twins are absolutely adorable~!"

Mrs. Sanchez continued her introduction. "They just transferred here from Radiant Garden. I want you all to make them feel welcome. Go ahead boys, sit anywhere you like."

At the invitation, the boys walked around the room, setting their stuff down and settling into their new desks. As soon as she saw that the new students were seated, Mrs. Sanchez resumed the lecture.

- Lunchtime -

- Nikki's POV -

Lunch started at ten thirty, and ran until one, giving us more than three hours. Most of the morning classes ended at eleven o'clock, but some didn't end until noon. The classes would alternate, so, depending on which day it was, you either ate lunch early or you ate it late.

Today was one of the days that my friends and I were able to eat lunch at the same time.

We were just sitting there, minding our own business until we heard a cough. Looking up, we saw that it was one of the twins. He wore a heart-shaped pendant, so it must have been 'Ventus.' We had no way of knowing for sure. For all we knew, he and his brother switched their pendants so they could fuck with people. Twins are cute, but they can be evil.

"Hi there." He greeted nervously.

I looked around, trying to see if he was looking somewhere else.

"… You talking to us?" I asked.

He nodded. "Uh-huh. Mind if I sit with you guys?"

"Shouldn't you be sitting with your freakishly identical twin brother?" I inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"I would, but he's sitting with his friends and I always feel left out.. So… can I sit here?"

"Sure." I said.

He smiled. Damn he's cute. "Thanks."

He pulled up a chair and sat down between me and Maggie.

"So what's your name, cutie?" Maggie asked.

He blushed at the pet name, and stuttered, "Uh… I-I'm Ventus, but you can call me 'Ven.'"

"I'm Nikki. These are my friends: Sandy, Harriet, Cassandra, and Maggie."

"Where are you from?" Sandy asked.

"My brother and I moved here from Radiant Garden." Ven said. "It's a nice place, but we got transferred here because it was getting a little crowded. I wasn't too happy when I found out because I didn't want to leave Terra and Aqua behind."

"Terra and Aqua?"

"My friends. They're older than me.. They're seniors, and I'm a sophomore. What grade are you guys in?"

I gestured to myself and my friends. "We're all seniors."

"Hey, Nikki!" I heard a voice call out from behind me. I turned around and saw Sora and his brother Vanitas walking towards us.

They are twins too, but, unlike Roxas and Ventus, Sora and Vanitas have more noticeable differences. Sora's hair was brown and his eyes were blue, while Vanitas has yellow eyes and black hair. They also wear pendants, but Sora's is in the shape of a key, and his brother's is shaped like a broken heart. They are polar opposites personality-wise; Sora being the sweet, loveable little goody-two-shoes, and Vanitas being the 'punk' or 'bad boy,' always including either sarcasm, insults, or a swear word in every sentence.

"Hey guys." I greeted. "What's up?"

Sora scratched the back of his head. "Nikki, can we borrow five bucks?"

"Why?"

"We were supposed to buy lunch, but somebody went and spent all our money on cigarettes.." He grumbled, glaring accusingly at Vanitas, who shrugged.

"I need my smokes, bro." The raven said nonchalantly. "You know how I get when I go without nicotine for too long. Now quit bitching about it; you sound like a fucking girl."

"Sora? Vanitas?" Ven exclaimed when he saw them.

"Ven?" Sora and Vanitas said in unison.

"You guys know each other?" I asked.

"They're my cousins." Said Ven.

Sandy raised an eyebrow. "You're related to these two goofballs? I feel sorry for you, kid."

"Hey!" Sora exclaimed dejectedly. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Are you gonna give us the five bucks or not?" Vanitas asked impatiently. "I'm starving."

"Fine." I grumbled, taking out a five dollar bill and handing it to him. "I'll just chalk it up to the money you owe me. Let's see, now you're up to… fifty-five."

"I know how much I owe you. I'll pay you back… eventually."

Sora translated. "In other words, 'never..'"

"I know."

"See you guys later." Sora said as he and Vanitas walked away.

After a few seconds of silence, Ven asked in an adorably clueless manner, "…Vanitas is a smoker?"

"You didn't know that?" Sandy said.

"We live pretty far away from each other, so I didn't see them very often. There was no way I could have known. Now that I think about it, it makes sense. Vanitas is always doing things he isn't supposed to."

I sighed. "That's Vanitas, for you…"

- Meanwhile -

- Normal POV -

"Where the heck is Ven?" Roxas wondered as he sat with his fellow transfer students. He had turned his back for one second to have a conversation, and when he turned around his twin was gone.

It was strange, but, then again, it wasn't. Even when they were back in Radiant Garden, Ven would sneak away from the group to find Terra and Aqua. Ven always told him that he felt uncomfortable around his friends, but he never explained why. It was one thing when they were in their old school, but there was nobody here that they knew. Where could he go?

The blonde shrugged. "Eh. It's nothing to worry about. It's not like I won't see him at home.."

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard his best friend say, "Look at all the hot chicks… If I didn't know this was high school, I'd think I died and went to heaven.."

Roxas rolled his eyes, Demyx said nothing, and Zexion shook his head and continued reading his book.

"So many babes… I don't know where to start."

Zexion looked up from his book and said, "I know I shouldn't say anything, because you don't listen to me anyway, but can't you just find one girl and settle down instead of screwing every girl you meet like a heartless sex-hound?"

"Nobody asked you." Axel snapped.

"Well, it was worth a shot.." Zexion thought, sighing and returning to his book.

"Hm…" Axel thought as he scanned the cafeteria. "Where should I start?"

After thinking about it for a few minutes, he decided to start at the top of the food chain; the popular girls; cheerleaders, to be more specific.

He spotted them fairly quickly. There they all were, at the table in the center of the lunchroom of course, gossiping and texting on their cell phones. In the center of the group was the head cheerleader. She was a typical hot blonde, with nice boobs, wavy hair, and manicured fingernails. The other cheerleaders waited on her hand and foot like a queen. She was likely spoiled and high maintenance, but hey, you got to start somewhere.

The gears started turning in his head, and he smirked wickedly.