A/N: All I can say is thank you for taking the time to read it. And thank you to the few followers who wanted to read a little more of this lame drabble. I couldn't be more embarrassed and thrilled! My irl friends complimented my writing and I just feel undeserving. I think it's gone to my head now hahaaa. I hope not!
Well, I kept rewriting this chapter-especially the beginning. It's like the wrong thing can lead into a k-drama. o A o;! I hope my drabbles never get too far out of hand. I'd actually like to keep writing more and more haha (don't all writers...?)
Anyway, so I got to write a bit of Terra's POV ! Yaaay! I liked writing out everyone's though.
This drabble's theme is "First Day of school"- Do you remember how your first day of elementary/intermediate/high school/college went? (:
Chapter 2
The morning sky wasn't as bright as Ventus had hoped it would be for his first day of school. He could see rain clouds just a few miles from his current destination, and was grateful that Aqua convinced him to take his green umbrella with him. He just hoped the sky would clear up faster as he slouched in his seat.
"You look like you just saw a dog get kicked in the face or something."
Ventus shifted his attention from the window to the figure seated in front of him. He wondered what kind of reaction he had made because the black haired boy grunted in an uninterested manner and turned his gaze toward Ventus' bag. "What is that?"
"It's a keychain Aqua gave to me." Ventus replied, when he followed his friend's gaze. He felt his lips curl into a smile. Just thinking about the charm made him remember the legend that kept friendships together. "So, are you ready for the first day of school, Vanitas?"
"I'm ready for the first day of my last year at this dump of a school." Vanitas grumbled, resting his chin on folded arms which took up half of Ventus' desk. He looked up at the blond boy, watching him nod thoughtfully. He sighed and sat up, resting his back against the window behind him. He couldn't sit still for some reason. Golden orbs danced around the room, scanning every student that filled the room with disgusting laughter. He just wanted to flip some desks and scream at them to go away. He liked his peace to be quiet.
Running out of things to look at, Vanitas hunched forward, resting his chin in his hands while his elbows were prompt on his thighs. He puffed his cheeks and before he could lose his cool and storm out of the room, he found himself gazing at it again. The green charm attached to Ventus' bag.
"I won't get mad if you stop hanging out with me."
As soon as the words escaped his lungs, Vanitas found himself tearing his eyes away from the intricate accessory and focusing his attention on the black board. There wasn't anything written on it, nor was there even an impression of chalk ever scraping against the thing. He guessed the black board was brand new and he cursed himself for picking such a stupid thing to focus on. It was like trying to look for air. Why couldn't he just look at someone? Pretend he was interested in their hand gestures or their retarded conversations. No, he had to pick the brand new black board. He couldn't do anything now though, because he felt those pair of blue marbles on his neck.
"Why would I stop hanging out with you, Van?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's because you're bored of this. You don't like what I say. You want to be with other people. Pick your choice. I'm just offering."
"But you're my friend."
"Yeah, well, people can take advantage of that."
Silence filled the atmosphere. Well, on their side anyway. The heap of students chatted like nothing else mattered. They were lost in their own world, while Ventus and Vanitas were stuck in theirs. Vanitas had to wonder where this conversation was going. He wanted to see what kind of face the person next to him was making. Was he pondering on a comeback to counter his last statement? Was he at a loss of words and waiting for the subject to change? Was he thinking of how to change the subject? Or was he staring at the raven-haired boy, waiting for those golden orbs to catch his gaze and feel guilty for the conversation he started. He hoped it wasn't the last option. He didn't dare want to look back only to take back what he said. Cowards took back their words, and Vanitas wasn't a coward. They both knew that. He'd rather be scratching the new black board with his fingernails or chasing their classmates away with a chair than take back what he started.
"You're a lot more honest than most people ever want to be."
Vanitas whipped his head around, confusion written all over his face. They were arguing about their friendship and suddenly Ventus was complimenting him? Or rather, was that even a compliment to the blond boy? The grouchy teen was just seconds away from purring a nasty growl of frustration when he decided to push his patience a little further. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"You're going to find friends who value your friendship as much as you do." Ventus smiled. He didn't just smile, but he gave this knowing sort of smile that made Vanitas' skin crawl. The skin crawling wasn't a bad thing, but the boy wasn't used to this. It was like this person could read him like a book. I guess when two people hung out practically every day, something like "getting to know each other" would fall in there somewhere at some point. However, that wasn't what was bothering him. What bothered him was that Ventus said it like finding those friends was bound to happen. Destiny was going to bring them to Vanitas whether he wanted it to happen or not. Vanitas wasn't all that keen to losing control over his life or his decisions.
But when he wanted to let his thoughts be heard to the blond, all he could do was sigh.
"Since when did the word 'friend' become plural? I'll go nuts if I have to get to know another freaking human being. It should be an accomplishment in itself that I even managed two years with you."
The blond student watched as his companion shifted his body, arched his upper body forward, and laid his head on top of the wooden surface of his desk. The conversation was over. Ventus wasn't disappointed though, as a teacher made her way to the front of the classroom and silenced everyone. In the middle of their homeroom instructor's self-introduction, Ventus couldn't help but feel a small smile tug at the corners of his mouth.
He was okay with this.
"So, what do we do first?"
Terra glanced down at his female friend. She was smiling up at him, ready to be lead into the new environment she would be frequenting every five days a week. He had to wonder how this girl could be so positive about going to school. Rather, how could she be positive in pretty much every situation? He envied this part of her. He always had to see the advantages and disadvantages to a situation. For now, though, all he had to worry about was getting Aqua to her designated classroom.
"We go into the main building here." The brunette pointed at a large white building placed right in front of the gate, where they were standing. "Then, there's going to be a bulletin board with a list of names. Right next to each name is a number, which is the classroom number."
"Oh." Aqua chirped, grabbing Terra's curiosity. "In Destiny Middle, I remember a few teachers waiting in the hall with our classroom numbers. We just had to find the teacher assigned to the first letter of our name." The blue-haired female explained, in a thoughtful manner. She smiled, though. "Well, high school is all about being independent, huh?"
"Yup. You're your own man, now. Er, woman." Terra chuckled, resisting the urge to pat her on her head in a sort of brotherly way. Between the three of them, Terra wasn't much of a chatterbox like Aqua and Ventus could be. For him, actions spoke louder than words, and he made sure to prove it so as to be a good influence to his younger companions-especially for Ventus. He was confident that Aqua would fit in here nicely at the school where drama is only a millisecond away. The brunette just had to suppress his protective instinct and let his friend experience what high school had to offer her.
"Hey, Aqua."
"Yeah?" Aqua replied, giving him her full attention.
"Don't ever feel like you can't go running around and looking for me, okay?" A pause. "You can talk to me about anything."
There was a soft rush of wind gently picking up the left over pink petals that had fallen from their trees and onto the green lawn. Terra kept his gaze on the white structure, not wanting to regret what he had just said. He resisted the burning touch of a blush that was tugging at his ears. His female companion hadn't responded yet and he was hoping she would at any moment. The doors into the school seemed so far away now, even as students walked around them. He didn't care about the bystanders, though. To him, the only people who existed at this moment were Aqua and him.
"Don't ever feel like you can't do the same." A soft, but soothing voice replied.
Terra used this time to meet her brilliant blue eyes with his cobalt. She smiled, once again, like everything was going to work out perfectly fine. He knew that it wasn't necessarily true, but he could believe it to some degree. As he felt a small smile form on his lips, a hand glided into his own. When he looked down, the brunette watched Aqua's peach hand lightly squeeze his fingers. He felt his chest let out a chuckle as he returned the gesture with a swift squeeze of his own. He quickly released her hand after this small action, though, which she knew was more than enough from him.
"That's a promise, then." He answered, patting her head. He made the first step toward the school building, listening to her footsteps follow his own.
A/N: No real pairings were intended. I think of everyone so far as a family-sort even if they aren't really. But who knows? Life tends to throw the weirdest curve balls. /Does that make sense/ Look at me, I talk like I'm an old man-been there done that PFFT.
My first day of elementary went horrible. I was stuck on my mom and the VP had to hold me so she could get away from me (What a lovely mom, right?). I don't remember Intermediate too well, only realized how alone I was I think. I had my twin though, so it wasn't so bad. I was pretty nervous about high school, though. My family kept making a deal about going all out. I didn't though, which is cool. I was pretty nervous about college, too. But I had quite a few friends there with me, so I played it cool and had a wonderful first day (:.
Until the next chapter, thank you very much! (Sorry, also! I'm noticing mistakes or just simple OCD problems and keep editing _ )
