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"Class, I'd like to introduce your new student. Her name is Pheobe."
A pompous female teacher stood in front of the freshman classroom, pointing to the very tall 'freshman'.
"Maybe one of you could show Pheobe around the highschool today?"
Not a hand was raised in the air.
"Be friendly, children. Anyways, how about you Roxas? ....Roxas?"
The blonde boy was propped up with his arm and staring intently at the blackboard...all the while snoring.
*snap* A camera's shutter opened and closed again, capturing a photo of the sleeping teen.
A pale hand poked the back of Roxas's neck with a pencil.
"Hey. Psst. Roxas, wake up."
"Ngh." A disgruntled Roxas woke with a start. "Pence...ngr...what is it? A pop ..*yawn*..quiz?"
The chubby boy laughed quietly. "No, the teacher called for you and Hayner took a picture of you while you were asleep. I, uh, didn't know you slept with your eyes open."
Roxas rolled his tired eyes and turned to the teacher who was currently scolding Hayner for bringing a camera to the classroom.
"You called for me, Mrs. Bloomwood?" He said as brightly as he could for someone who just woke up.
"Oh.. oh yes dear, could you show Pheobe here around the school today?" She said without turning her disciplining gaze from Hayner.
Roxas looked at the girl up at the front of the classroom. In his opinion, she looked quite ratty, what with the cutoff gloves and ripped jeans.
But other than that, she looked kind enough he guessed.
"Of course, Mrs. Bloomwood." he said.

===

There was nothing more humiliating than a 21 year old woman

standing in front of her new freshman classroom.
Tranza, now "Pheobe", was embarrassed beyond anything.
Trying to get a hold of herself, she scanned the crowd of sleepy kids for the one called Roxas. She'd seen the photos of him
the Nobody's dropped everywhere. Suddenly she spotted the sleeping boy as the teacher called on him to show her around.
That's it! She could get to know him now, and after school invite him to her house.

She knew what to do from there.

"Yea, so these are the lockers, the restrooms are over there, and way down there,"

Roxas pointed down the hall, "Is our homeroom. Got it?"
"Uh, yeah, I think so," Pheobe said with her best impression of one who is inexplicably shy.
"Hey, you want to stick with us at lunch? At this school, it can get pretty crazy for a new kid on the first day of school."
Pheobe considered this. It would probably be the best option, just to get to know him better.
"Sure, of course Roxas." she said, adding a girly pitch to her voice.
She watched as a blush creeped up into his cheeks.
Uh-oh, maybe I overdid it..
She decided to change the subject.
"So... what's next .. ?" She said, trying to sound younger than she was. There is a noticeable physical difference between
ninth graders and adults, including the voice. Not to mention that she had a naturally deeper voice than most women her age.
Think ninth grade, ninth grade, ninth grade, ninth....
"Uhh.. Pheob?" Roxas was staring at the clock. It was almost time for class.
The nickname jolted her out of her trance.
"Roxas, did you just call me, 'Pheob'?" Pheobe asked, curious.
Roxas looked puzzled. "Yeeah.. why? Should I stop calling you that?"
He can't get too attached.
Pheobe shook her head. "Maybe its not a good idea. I mean, I've only been here one day and now I got a nickname."
He looked hurt. "I'm sorry, I guess I wasn't trying to offend you."
Pheobe softened. "Yeah, it's all right. Don't worry about it." She ruffled his hair as she would a ninth grader.
Oh crud!

He was a ninth grader. And so was she.
Pheobe stiffened. "Gah! A fly in your hair." She said quickly and laughed for effect.
She reached over and put his hair back in place.

"Dang, how much hair gel did you use?" She said, incredulous.
"Uh..well..about .." Said Roxas, redness creeping into his cheeks once again.
Pheobe opened her mouth to interrupt him but then Roxas looked at the clock above them in the deserted school halls, grabbed her hand, and ran for the classroom.

===
"Yes, well, Hayner, answering your question, we still have one hundred and seventy-nine days until vacation."
A loud groan from Hayner followed by annoyed grunts and sighs from his classmates echoed around Roxas's bored head.
Suddenly, a hand clad in cut-off gloves reached over and tapped his shoulder.
Jolting back to reality, Roxas reached and took the note from Pheobe's outstretched palm.

Roxas read the note word for word, strangely happy to have been the first one to befriend this strange girl.

Roxas - it was great to have met you today, and thanks so much for welcoming me to school.

I hope we become really close friends!

In the meantime, after school do you want to
walk me home?

- IIIII (something was scratched out here)
- Pheobe

Smiling to himself, Roxas turned around and gave Pheobe a thumbs up.
She shot him a grin and turned to her assignment.
Roxas wondered whether he should take her to meet his friends at The Usual Spot.
He didn't know what Hayner, the self-appointed gang's leader, would think of it, but still, she was kind of cute.
Hayner loved cute girls.
Although very slender, Roxas noted she sported a figure that

made her look way older than fourteen.
Too cute. Roxas wouldn't take her to see Hayner.

Pheobe hoped that Roxas wasn't suspicious of anything. But then, she laughed to herself, who would suspect that
a group of people from a different dimensions were trying to kidnap him to take him back to Organization XIII?

No, it would work out.
"Pheobe!" She turned to see a breathless Roxas run over to her, stopping to lean on a tree to catch his breath.
"Oh, hey, Roxas! Ready to go?" She said quickly, not wanting to waste any time.
"Uh, sure. Where's your house?" he said.
"Uh, down the road, then take a right." She said lightly.
Roxas took her hand and led the way

===

"Uh...Pheobe?" Roxas started.
"I know." A different voice than Pheobe's sounded beside him. It was deeper, more rough, older than Pheobe.
His heart raced. There was something wrong,
"Yes," the voice continued "I know it's not what you expected."
He turned to see that it WAS Pheobe, but she was somehow different. She had lost the girly pitch to her voice. She sounded..womanly.
Her eyes narrowed and took on an expression that was hard to read.
"But then, neither is this."
And everything went black.