It was an ordinary morning as Axel woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. His room was dark because he had a blanket covering his window. It smelled of dude cologne and gym socks. He lazily turned to his side and glared at the alarm clock, hoping it would burst into flames.
"Man, I hate school…" He mumbles, turning off the repetitive alarm. He got up and slid into his school uniform, not thinking about his hair at all. On his way to school, a group of girls follow him, asking if he was single or if he were looking for a girlfriend. He denied them all and continued to walk to school. That was how things were in the morning.
"I hate when girls do that…" He thinks to himself. When he got to school, another large group of girls were surrounding a guy with pink hair; Marluxia. He was a senior, Axel was a junior. Marluxia always flirted with girls in the morning, they loved his hair. He was a school celebrity.
"Well, if it isn't my good buddy, Axel!" Marluxia breaks from the crowd and greets him. Marluxia wore mostly dark clothing too.
"Ah, I see you joined the gardening club yesterday." Axel looks and sees two girls waving at them.
"I love gardening. It's just weird how much I like planting flowers." Marluxia shoots a glance at the girls, they're instantly swooned. Axel shakes his head and walks into the school.
"Geez, I wonder where 'Puppet' is?" Axel wonders out loud. "He must be avoiding you, like he does all the time." Marluxia laughs.
That same morning, while Zexion was walking to school, Demyx comes up from behind and pushes him into a mud puddle.
"Dammit! My uniform!" Zexion shouts.
"Later, pipsqueak!" Demyx laughs and walks off to school.
"Here, let me help you, Zexion." Zexion looks up and sees a blond haired boy lending a hand. It was Roxas.
"I'm fine!" Zexion stands up and walks off. Roxas just shrugs his shoulders and continues walking. Demyx teased Zexion everyday; Roxas would watch every time Zexion failed to stand up for himself. Roxas had tried to help before but Zexion always shunned him. Again, that's how things were in the morning.