Another Chapter! Thanks reviewers!
Faith Aikoi – I'm so glad you enjoyed it! And it seems that the sketchbook part is really popular! Sadly, this chapter lacks any creepiness, there's only, like, one part. But as the story advances, it's definitely going to get creepy.
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Sky91 – That's why I came up with the Mansion idea, because even though there are tons of Ghost stories, there hasn't been one where they move into the haunted mansion. I am so happy that you like it so far and you like my writing style! It makes me feel really confident in this story! I hope you keep following my story!
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Tysonkaiexperiment - It's so nice to know that you think I'm good, and that my style is great. As for the beta, I probably will look for one later on . . . but for now, I'll just be a little more careful. For the sketchbook part, I'm glad you liked it and it really would be creepy in really life, wouldn't it? And maybe blitz ball is 'over rated' in Twilight Town . . . who knows XD. Anyway, it's awesome that you like it, and I'll definitely keep writing! Thanks!
Disclaimer – Er . . . yeah . . . I still don't own it.
Warnings – BoyXBoy. A bit of cursing too.
This chapter will basically be about Twilight high and introduction to some major characters. In my opinion, it's sort of boring. But, oh well . . .
Hope you like it!
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o2: So Very Wrong.
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The alarm clock read six o'clock in flashing red numbers, as it beeped in the same pattern. But really, Sora didn't even need to set it, he was already awake – he hadn't gotten any sleep. But he didn't bother to get up, or even turn the alarm clock off. But after about a minute of the beeping, Leon yelled for him to turn it off . . . along with some other things better left unsaid.
He slowly got up and heaved out a long sigh, "Well," He muttered. "Here I go."
He picked out some clothes and brought them into the bathroom as he showered and brushed his teeth. Once he finally felt ready, he stepped out of the bathroom, and grabbed his heavy backpack that was packed with school supplies, and headed for the door. He went to the kitchen, and Leon was already there.
"So," the taller said as he sipped from his coffee, "Ready for Twilight high?"
Sora glared and plopped down in the other chair, and reached for the coffee, feeling in desperate need of it. Leon smirked and pulled it away.
"Aw, C'mon!" Sora whined, still trying to reach over the table. "I'm desperate!"
"Nope," Leon took a sip, as if to mock Sora. "You're fifteen; you should be filled with energy."
Sora bit back a comment, and decided to settle on a breakfast bar. After about five minutes, Leon announced it was time for him to go. He practically pushed Sora out the door, and past the gate, before wishing him luck and starting to head back to the mansion.
"Wait a minute!" Sora yelled. "I am not going through that forest alone!"
"Sora . . ." Leon sighed.
"No! Seriously! Something could, like, eat me!" Sora tried to reason, using over – exaggerated hand motions.
"Then run," Leon rolled his eyes as if it was the simplest thing. Then he turned back and started to walk towards the house.
"But –"
"Go."
"No –"
"Sora, go."
The harshness in his brother's voice shut Sora up immediately. He watched Leon walk all the way into the house, until he was out of sight.
I cannot believe he's making me go through that forest . . .
Sora looked at his wrist watch, which told him that it was Seven o'clock. It would take fifteen minutes to get to school, which started at Seven forty-five. At this rate, he'd be late on his first day. That wouldn't give such a great first impression. He took a deep breath and adjusted his backpack strap, as he walked into the forest. It was as dark as it had always been, and Sora nervously felt along the trees, and looked for the next source of light. After a couple moments, he relaxed and started to walk normally. But then – of course – he thought he heard something, and whipped around, hands held up in a pathetic attempt at defense. Nothing was there.
God, stop being so paranoid!
Sora huffed and continued forward, feeling confused and angry at everything and nothing. Then, when he heard something again, he forced himself to ignore it. But then he heard it again and again and again. It was sort of like leaves' crunching, like, someone was stepping on them. But one thing was for sure, it wasn't him. He stopped and turned around slowly. His blue eyes widened and he gaped in horror.
Hovering about ten feet away was a white figure, Sora could make out that it was a teenage boy, and he was smiling. But even though it wasn't some demonic looking creature, Sora still picked up a stick and held it like a sword, brandishing it like the idiot he was. The figure frowned and then it spoke, "You know, that's not very nice."
Then Sora ran as fast as he could out of that forest, completely and utterly terrified beyond belief.
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He kept running until he was all the way up the Market Street ramp. He slowed down and continued on at a slower pace. He couldn't have been hallucinating, it was real! It wasn't just him, it just couldn't be. He decided to try to forget the situation – he couldn't be a complete mess on his first day at high school. He looked at his watch as he rounded the next corner.
"Oh great," He muttered. It was seven-thirty, and he had to hurry! He broke into a run, trying hard to remember each street and turn to Twilight High. It seemed like ages until he finally say the brick building a little bit up. He checked his watch; it was Seven thirty-five. He had plenty of time to spare. He walked hesitantly up to the school, where hundreds of teens crowded around. Truth be told, he had never felt so lost in his life.
Sora decided to go by the entrance door, so he could quickly dart into the main office when the bell rang. He was standing there for a couple minutes – and no one seemed to notice him. If there was a new kid that moved to Destiny Islands, everyone would make a huge deal about it. But here in Twilight Town . . . it was like he didn't even exist. Better get used to it, he thought. He just passed the time by continuously checking his watch, watching each minute go by like an hour. But then, something interesting happened – or at least something he wasn't ready for. He was completely attacked by a blond blur which yelled, "Hey Guys – GUYS! I found him!"
"What the –"
The blond stepped back, he had short and spiked back blond hair and brown eyes, he looked at Sora oddly, "Hey Roxas, what did you do with your hair?"
"I'm no –"But once again, the blond didn't listen. He began pulling at his hair, "Woah, it's bizarre!"
Sora was very defensive when it came to his hair, and pushed the blond away, "Hey! Go away!"
The blond looked now as equally confused as Sora was, he raised an eyebrow, "Dude, what's your problem?"
My Problem? Sora was about to give the blond a harsh comment, but then three new faces came into the picture. They were all looking at him like he was an alien or something.
"Woah, Roxas!" A red –head said. "Cool hair!"
The brunette girl just stared at him, and raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
The other boy just shrugged, "Hey guys, it's his hair. Who cares what he does with it?"
"Yeah but," The brunette girl said, and crossed her arms. "It just isn't really . . . Roxas . . ."
Sora finally gained back his voice and cut in, "Because I'm not Roxas!"
They all looked at him again, but this time, probably thinking he was mental. But he continued on anyway, "No really! I'm Sora Leonhart! I'm new here!"
They just kept staring, and then the red headed girl spoke up, "Seriously?"
Sora nodded, and then the blond that had attacked him earlier smiled sheepishly, "Er . . . sorry, about that. It's just that you look a lot like our friend – besides the hair of course."
Sora decided it was best to forgive him, "Eh, its okay. Do I really look like . . . Um, Roxas?"
They all nodded in a convincing unison, then the brunette girl smiled, "Yeah, you look like you could be twins!" Then she smiled sheepishly. "Sorry about the hair comment . . . its nice and all, it's just –"
Sora laughed a bit, "its okay. I get that a lot; some people think it's alive!"
They all laughed, and each second, Sora felt a bit more comfortable. He then gained the courage to ask, "So, what are your names?"
"Oh, sorry," The red headed girl said. "I'm Kairi."
"Olette," The brunette girl smiled.
"Names Pence," Said the short brunette one.
"Hayner," The blond grinned, and then said. "And Roxas should be here any minute. I'm surprised the nerd isn't the first one here."
Olette shoved him harshly, and Hayner held up his hands in defense, "What? It's true! I swear, Roxas cares more about school then you."
Olette pouted, and crossed her arms. Sora laughed a little, happy and enjoying the company, but then his breath hitched at a familiar sight, he breathed out in disdain, "Seifer."
There standing, in all his bad boy attitude glory was Seifer Almasy. The idiot at the Sandlot that Leon had completely won against. Hayner noticed where he was staring, "Wow, you already know Seifer, huh?"
Sora blinked, confused, "Huh? I don't get it. Why is he in high school?"
"He failed his junior year twice," Olette said. "He's going for a third attempt."
"And pray to god thirds the charm!" Pence said, "I don't think I can last four years in the same school as him!"
"I don't think I can last a year," Sora leaned against the wall, and slid down. "And it's all my idiotic brothers fault."
"Why?" Kairi asked sympathetically.
Sora sighed, "Well, Leon, my brother and I were in the sandlot –"
"The sandlot?" Hayner exclaimed. "What the hell were you two thinking? The sand lot is Seifer's place!"
Sora rolled his eyes and scoffed, "Well how was I supposed to know that?"
Kairi shoved Hayner harshly, and rolled her own eyes. She then said, "Go on."
"Okay, well, we were going through the sandlot to get back home –"
Pence interrupted, "Home? There are no houses in Market Street . . . where do you live anyway?"
Sora cocked a brow and asked, "And this has to do with Seifer how . . .?"
It was Olette's turn to shove Pence, and she said, "Just go on."
Sora merely shrugged and continued on, "Well, Seifer was at the sandlot, he called us losers, and well . . . let's just say no one call's Leon anything but Leon."
They were all quiet for a moment, and then Hayner exclaimed, "Oh my god! Your brother beat up Seifer?!"
A couple people turned with mild interest. But luckily Seifer was too far away to hear. Sora glared at Hayner, "Could you be any louder?"
Hayner scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, "Er, sorry, but seriously . . ." His voice lowered to a whisper. "Did your brother actually-"
"No," Sora rolled his eyes. "Leon doesn't beat people up – he's more . . . verbal."
"But he still won against Seifer, right?"
Sora shrugged and finally nodded. Hayner grinned, "Man, I like your brother already!"
Sora rolled his blue eyes, but none the less, gave a small smile. Then the bell rang, and the doors were opened. He darted across the crowd into the main office, and was told to wait in a chair. Maybe high school wouldn't be so bad . . . he'd already made some friends! Or, at least, he'd like to think of Hayner, Pence, Olette, and Kairi as friends. There was also Roxas – his apparent look – a – like, that he hadn't met yet. All in all, Twilight high didn't seem all that bad, but then he remembered what Pence had asked before – about where he had lived . . .
"Oh, I live in the haunted house behind the hole in the wall."
Sora almost laughed at how stupid that would sound. Surely if Leon knew the 'myth', they would know. What would they think? That he was a freak – if they did, he would blame Leon for eternity. Or, would they be interested? He really couldn't be for sure, because he had just met them. He could only hope that once he did tell them, it would work out okay.
I just hope I can survive my first day . . .
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After a dragged out explanation of everything and a long tour of the entire school, Sora was apparently ready to go to his first period which was nearly over. A teacher's assistant by the name of Yuffie was taking him there – pointing out everything that she could of the entire school. She was a bit . . . much.
"Oh! There are some lockers, and some classrooms! Then more lockers! A drinking fountain!" Okay, well, she lacked detail.
Finally, the long walk ended as she announced, "Ah! Here we are! Math level II!" She shoved open the door with over-exaggerated enthusiasm. The whole class turned in the direction of the door, and Sora silently swore at Yuffie. He hated being the center of attention. She shoved him through the door, and grinned at the teacher who was staring at her with a cocked brow.
"Hey! I've got a new one for you!" She said joyfully, shoving the reluctant boy to the middle of the room. "His names Sora Leonhart and he just came yesterday."
Sora smiled sheepishly, scanning the class room before him. But his spirits lightened when he spotted Kairi in the middle row, and she gave him a happy wave. His confidence gained, and he shrugged Yuffie off. She didn't seem to mind, or even notice, as she skipped out of the classroom. The teacher sighed and cursed, then turned his attention the class as he stood, "Okay Class, we have a new student with us. His names Sora Leonhart, he's been homeschooled, and this is his first time to high school, so be nice." He turned to Sora, "Sit anywhere you'd like, were doing a review today, so just take some notes."
Sora nodded, and the teacher sat back down at his desk. Then he noticed that Kairi actually had a seat next to her. She was waving ecstatically at him, the rest of the class laughed and she blushed. Sora sat down at the seat next to her, and then a couple girls in the back sniggered. Sora looked at them – heavy make-up, skimpy clothes, and oh-so-perfect figures. Sure, he'd been homeschooled, but he saw plenty of movies. These girls were typically the popular crowd. He then looked at Kairi, who seemed mildly uncomfortable as she focused all her attention to the text book in front of her.
"You know," one of the girls whispered to him. "I wouldn't waste my time with the freak. You can sit here."
She pointed to another empty seat behind her, smiling rather oddly. Sora just glared at her, "No thanks."
She scowled, but left him alone. He leaned over to Kairi and asked, "Hey, are you okay?"
Her head shot up, and she looked at him, then smiled weakly, "Oh, yeah. Popular kids and I just don't mix well. . ." Her voice faded off, and she turned her attention to the text book again, pretending to read. Sora didn't know what to think of Kairi's behavior, but he felt a little sad and angry. Kairi was sort of like a friend now, and to see her being insulted . . . it wasn't right. Sora knew that much.
Class went by, and it really wasn't all that hard. The only set back was that Sora was distracted by his worry about Kairi. Then when class ended, she got out of the classroom faster than he could talk to her.
I hope this isn't a daily thing, he thought. Then Sora collected his things and made his way to second period English.
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Periods one through three went rather well. Sora was alone second period, but in his third period music class, he had it with Hayner. Although, the teacher gave out assigned seating, and he was placed on the other side of the room. But they walked back to his locker that he had gotten during the tour. He put his books away, and shut his locker. Then Hayner looked around him with mild interest, "Hey, your lockers next to Axel Kasai's?"
"Huh?" Sora turned around and caught a quick glimpse at the guy next to him. He had just shut his locker and was leaving with a sliver haired guy, and a guy with a mullet. The guy himself was really tall and had long red hair that was spiked back. Sora turned back to Hayner and shrugged, "Yeah, I guess. Why?
Hayner shrugged in return as they walked towards the cafeteria, "Well, Axel's pretty popular, but I was thinking about Roxas," He laughed. "Roxas is absolutely obsessed with him."
Sora smiled, "With all this talk about Roxas, it's like he's a celebrity."
"Ha, sure," Hayner rolled his eyes, grinning. "But I gotta know where he is. He's never absent . . ."
"Sounds like he's a really good student," Sora commented, and Hayner scoffed.
"Yeah, maybe too good, whenever I want to play video games or do something actually fun, he's always like, 'No! We have to do our homework first!'" Hayner rolled his eyes. "It's not like the world is gonna end or something! I swear its hard having a nerd for a best friend."
Sora couldn't help but burst out laughing, and it gave him a bigger interest to meet Roxas. It seemed that not only did they look alike, but their personalities seemed to be alike as well. He went into the lunch room with Hayner, and they waited in the long line. It seemed like ages till they got their food, and Hayner led Sora to their table. Everyone was there; including a blond who Sora assumed was Roxas.
"Hey it's the real Roxas!" Hayner exclaimed, setting down his tray and sitting down. Roxas raised an eyebrow at him, "What's that suppose to mean?"
Hayner grinned, and motioned to Sora who was beside him, "Roxas meet Sora, Sora meet Roxas!"
Sora widened his eyes a bit; it was almost like looking into a mirror! Roxas seemed equally amazed, and then smiled, "Hey Sora, we kind of look alike."
Sora laughed lightly, "Apparently, considering Hayner attacked me."
Roxas laughed in return and asked Hayner, "Seriously?"
"I did not!" Hayner scoffed. "Besides everyone thought he was you."
Pence rolled his eyes, "Yeah but none of us attacked him . . ."
"I did not attack him!" Hayner cried out. He calmed down a bit and pointed an accusing finger at Roxas, "And, anyway, where were you during all this? Mr. I am– never – late – to – school!"
Roxas rolled his eyes, "Well actually, if you must know, it was Cloud's fault. He ran out of hair gel."
Hayner cocked a brow, "So?"
Roxas huffed, "So, no hair gel to Cloud can basically mean that the world has ended."
Hayner snorted, "Your brothers a wuss. Sora's older brother beat up Seifer!"
"Wow, really?" Roxas asked. Sora rolled his eyes and swallowed his food quickly to intervene, "No! I told you this already! Leon didn't 'beat Seifer up'!"
Hayner didn't seem to be able to ever admit that he was wrong. He simply waved the comment off, "Whatever, same difference."
"Uh, no it isn't," Sora said, trying to hide the laugh that was coming out. Hayner scoffed, "Whatever! Can we just change the subject!?"
Roxas chuckled and rolled his eyes, "The hothead strikes again." Then receiving a killer glare from the blond beside him, he held up his hands in defense, "Okay, okay, we'll stop."
Hayner huffed and turned his attention to his food, and shoved it in his mouth. Roxas turned his attention to Sora, "So Sora, where did you move too?"
"Hey! I asked that question earlier!" Pence said. "You said your house was in Market Street."
"Market Street?" Roxas asked, confused. "But . . . there are no houses in Market Street . . ."
Sora was mildly uncomfortable as all the attention was on him, I knew I'd have to tell them eventually . . . He then said hesitantly, "Well . . . there is . . . one."
"Is there really?" Olette asked. "Where is it?"
"Um . . . well . . ." Sora took a deep breath then spewed out in a jumbled mess, "TheHauntedMansion!"
They all gave him confused, misunderstanding looks. He sighed and slowly repeated, "Please don't make a huge deal out of this . . . but . . . I live in the haunted mansion."
They all gaped, and Hayner was the first to say anything, though Sora really wished he hadn't, "YOU LIVE IN THE HAUNTED MANSION?!"
Now the whole cafeteria was looking at them – but him mostly. They were all staring at him like he was an alien. But by now, he had gotten pretty used to being looked at like that.
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So . . . what do you think?
Poor Kairi, getting teased . . . but there's actually a reason for that. I'll get to it as Sora befriends her more.
By the way, Cloud is Roxas' older brother. He's nineteen, the same age as Leon. They'll meet each other soon.
Well, its Sunday night . . . and school's tomorrow. . . So I'll try to get chapter three up as soon as possible!
Review Please! They really make me happy! And thank you to those who already reviewed!
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