A Scattered Memory
by CupcakeLerman
Written on December 25, 2010
dedicated to [ Dark White Night ] :)
Chapter 2: Incomplete
I've never really had a girlfriend. Much less, a true best friend.
In fact, I'd never even had real friends up until the year I turned fifteen. Sora had been one of my friends since elementary school, sure, but we didn't see each other much, even if we did live in the same neighborhood, the Twilight Cliffs. He attended the same school as I, The Twilight Town Terraces High School, but we hardly saw each other. When we did see each other, though, he was like my long-lost brother.
Olette and Kairi were cousins, and they had moved into Twilight Town to start high school with the rest of us. Kairi was a grade below us, in the same as Hayner, Pence, and Sora. Olette, Xion, and I called ourselves "the elite" for being the oldest and a grade ahead.
The day they moved in was also the day I began to notice Hayner. Hayner was an outsider, the type that you had to ask a question to before they spurted into a lengthy in-depth conversation. He was apparently turned-on [ahem] to video games. I didn't know that fact until I invited him to my house and he immediately pounced on my worn-out Nintendo 64, showing me the controls for some stupid game where you beat each other up.
Olette was in my Algebra II class in freshman year. We sat next to each other, and being that I wasn't all that qualified for a Academy-type school, Olette helped me through the rigorous testing. My father was pleased with her grades, and he secretly arranged for her to be in all High Honors classes as a freshman.
My father is in fact the president of Twilight Terraces. The only problem is, he denies that I'm his son. Even after the DNA tests I ordered came up that it was "positively" my father, he shoved it away and went to one of his other children's houses. I grew up parentless because of that. Tifa, the foster care hostess that chose me as a child, was the one who took care of me. She was the helpful mother that I'd never had; my real mother was obviously dead. It's just my "Father" never really pronounced it; just like he'd never declared me his son. Tifa raised me right; better than anyone, even my true father, could've.
This whole scenario contributes to the depressing and lonely theme in my soundtrack. That's why if someone was eager to do anything for me, I'd appreciate it with my life, and I would most definitely take them in, friend or foe. Especially if they were female.
x.x.x
This girl that approached me while I was leaning over a cake was waiting for me to answer. I stared blankly. She didn't seem all that stunned by Sora's comment; in fact, she cracked a small smile. I dropped my plate and walked around the sea-salt cake that lay there. My hands and feet, like my words, were stumbling everywhere. I mean, not that I was nervous or anything.
"I-I'm...I'm Roxas!" I finally managed, but it came out as a yell. I screamed it loud enough for everyone else on the ledge, mostly Kairi, to turn their heads at lightning speed.
"NEW GIRL!" they scream simultaneously. Hayner and Sora were scrambling over their feet.
"I'M HAYNER! NICE TO MEET YOU, PRETTY LA-" Hayner attempted. Sora butted him out.
"I'm Sora. Ignore the slob over there that said his name is 'Hayner'. His really name is 'Man whor-'" Sora playfully started before Hayner jumped him. This is what started their fight.
The blonde girl, on the other hand, looked a bit nervous. She shuffled her feet, but she stayed in place, fiddling with her fingers, and tugging at her sweater.
Olette stepped forward. "I'm Olette. This is my cousin Kairi. We'd be glad to be your friends!" she said. Kairi offered her picturesque smile.
This apparently made the blonde girl even more uncomfortable. Me, being my stupid idiotic self, had to screw it up.
"W-What's your name...? Cause my name is...Roxas…" I asked cautiously.
She stared at me for the shortest second, but in that second where our Aquarian eyes connected, I saw something. Something that sparked the past: a flashback. Snow, ice-cream, and a castle surrounded in a shroud of darkness.
Before I could recover, I discovered she had broke into a run down the steps. Her flip flops slapped against the metal, and it echoed until it stopped halfway down. It was just those blue eyes that startled me back to life.
"She was awfully hot," Hayner said, breaking the awkward tension.
x.x.x
School had just started again at Twilight Town Terraces High. It was turning a crisp autumn, and leaves churned on the still-green grasses. The Terraces were known to have the greenest grass anywhere, even during the winter, hence the name. It was also the academy for my local district, Twilight Town Cliffs.
It was five minutes before home room, and Sora and I were laying face-up on the luscious green grass. It was a week after my birthday, and I was hopeful for my first week as a seventeen-year-old. I took a fistful of the grass and felt the earth coating my hands. Sora was just resting his head, using his arms as a pillow, and he seemed to be closing his eyes.
"School's awesome, ain't it?" Sora said, a breeze threatening to tickle his words.
"Sure...is," I replied, obviously not agreeing.
Sora paused. I took this moment to observe the passing cars that left a residual breeze that brushed my face. "What do you think about Kairi?" Sora finally said, shocking me though. I sprung up, un-clenching my fist, letting the tufts of grass return to the earth. Olette and I had a pact not to reveal the fact that Sora and Kairi were to be together, just to toy with them more. I couldn't reveal anything just yet, or else I might miss the best self-inflicting confession Kairi or Sora would utter.
"Kairi's...smart? Athletic...Nice?" I offered diligently.
"No, I mean in the certain teenage-boy department," he implied. He finally closed his eyes as if to imagine pleasant thoughts. I knew where he was going with this. Hormones.
"Bro, I'm never going to tell you how I feel when your girl wears a tank top," I teased.
His blue eyes shot open, while a small blush spread across his cheeks. Still laughing, stood up and shook the grass from my pants, then made my way across campus to make it to homeroom, leaving Sora to stare at the back of my head. I walked under the marble archways and pathways etched with hints of silver to accent the greenery. There was a rising patio in the middle of the student commons, where we ate lunch and held uncommon pep rallies.
The entire school was a work of brilliant art. I'd heard from a son of my dad's that the school had been built way before the entire town was even formally founded. He also said that it was the largest school out of all the districts, or so he heard from his dad when they went on a fishing trip together. I punched him that day.
Nearing the student commons, I saw someone I knew. Someone I'd been just recently thinking about lately. One more try, I thought to myself.
As I approached him, I tried the subtle appearance. "Hey, dad, I was wondering-"
"Hey, little boy. Are you lost?" He had turned around to face me, our alike blue eyes piercing each other, and he had the balls to insult me. Again. No luck with operation "Get My Dad Back".
"No. And never mind, dad," I tossed in, hoping to season up the conversation. Maybe, I would get somewhere.
He laughed. He…laughed? "Oh, little boy, I mean, Roxas...that was your name right? I love it when you call me dad..." he said between haughty laughs.
He likes it when I call him dad? This was a dream crossed off my to-do list. A living dream for me. Operation "Get My Dad Back": Compl-
"...It adds to my public morale image that even the orphans call me Dad…" he continued with no concern for me. He patted my shoulder. "Nice chatting with you, son," he said before walking off.
I hate him so much.
I knew I wasn't going to get lucky. I was probably going to get somewhere even with Tifa's boyfriend. Sulking, I retreated depressingly to my locker. Unluckily, me locker was next to happy-go-lucky super-model Kairi.
"Heey, Roxas! What up, son?" she greeted. She did not have to add "son".
"Mmpph. I had better days," I shrugged. It was completely true. I opened my locker, slapping the plaid sticker on my locker to make it stick. I made it in the first week of freshman year almost three years ago, and intended for it to stay until senior year. "Roxas," it read very obviously.
Kairi was still way too happy. Today, she wore the tank top I was referring to this morning-er, several minutes ago-with Sora. I cracked a grin as I stared at her shirt, remembering what I said to her "boyfriend". Now that I think about it, I looked really creepy.
"What. Are. You. Staring. At..." Kairi said, breaking my smile. I looked up to her own blue eyes as she socked my blue eyes. I definitely deserved that.
Kairi stomped away, obviously not as happy anymore, leaving me to tend to my eye. I had no one else to help me; Olette had transferred to Twilight Town Public High School with Hayner and Pence. Xion, I knew, was absent today, as she was most of the time. Riku...oh forget about him. He never even showed up at my birthday. Some cousin he is.
I finaly realized that I was really desperate for a friend, someone to fully complete me. Sora offered some help, but it wasn't the biggest connection. Maybe I need a...a, uhm...a girl...forget it.
I opened my locker back up, attempting to ignore the peeling sticker. It was halfway off, and there was no way in hell for me to ignore it. I gave it the biggest slap I've ever given it, not noticing the still lingering pain on my recently-punched face.
I heard a jump behind me. Turning, I saw it was her-the blonde girl that showed up at my birthday last week, the one that stuck to me like a shadow. I'd been thinking about her, just discreetly. She was holding a stack of heavy books, and I had the sense to help her with them. She wore a normal jeans, gray skateboarding shoes, and a white tank top. What was up with tank tops today? In October, really?
She had a confident smile on, even when I knew I just startled her. She spoke to me again.
"Hello, Roxas," she began with her playful smile. Her smile…it reminded me of sunshine and flowers. Real gay to think of, Roxas.
What was this, my mind playing tricks? Her voice, saying those exact words, they made no sense, like I'd heard them before. Same tone, just higher-pitched last time.
"Uhm...hi. Uhm, uhh.." I stuttered, not knowing her name. But wait…how'd she know my name? Maybe she previously stalked me before or whatever. I didn't know if I was supposed to be scared or flattered. I was ecstatic when the new girl said my name. She knew…my name!
"I'm new here, and I'd like to know how to get to-" she looked down on her stack of books in her hand, a piece of paper perched on top, so humble. "-Room 69A." she finished.
I felt a flush of relief. My homeroom. And we had-oh, two minutes to cross campus? Damn.
"Hey, uhm, that's my homeroom...I'll walk you, uh, actually run you over there. My name's Roxas," I finally managed, offering a hand for her to shake. Yet, I forgot she already knew that, suspicously. I couldn't help but get the feeling I'd met her before. I didn't even know her name, but I got the urge to call her a "friend".
"Oh," she said, looking at her watch. "Two minutes! We better hurry!" she took her free hand and locked it with my hand.
"Lead me!" she said, her eyes hopeful.
"O-Okay," I said. I grasped her hand, and took her along the hallways and mazes of Twilight Terraces High. Ignoring all the stares, I made my way down the halls, past teachers, past the gym, and finally into the A Wing of the campus. By this time, I was beginning to crave a break.
"Okay, uhm," I said between gasps. "46...53...67.." The blonde girl still had her books in a neat pile, all held with her right hand. I slowed down to give her some breathing time, but she looked like she didn't need it. What, did they do this as practice at her old school?
"Ahh, 69A," I said. I unlocked my hand from her's, and I was happy to. Hopefully she didn't think I was some sweaty freak.
"Thank you, Roxas," she cheered, bouncing on her toes. I stood, waiting for books to come falling down, but they were still in place, as if they were the light-weight version we high-school students dreamed of.
"No problem, Naminé," I replied nonchalantly, happy to help. But a second later, after I realized my words and she'd walked into the classroom, I finally remembered something: I forgot to shut my locker.
Author's Note:
THANKS TO DARK WHITE NIGHT FOR BEING MY FIRST REVIEWER! And thank you to the other readers who read Chapter 1 and didn't bother to review...gee thaaanks. kidding!
This was longer than I'd hoped, and I'm happy! Muahahaha. Any questions, just leave a review or PM me!
I have nothing else to say, except I'm playing Birth by Sleep. I got teh bundle. Let's all agree it's super shmexyily awesome...I just invented a word. :3
I stayed up all Christmas morning to get this posted, so say thank you! kidding, you don't have to, but yeah, this is my Christmas present for not updating in so many months...but my laptop wasn't working, so this was like three days late..and now, I'm off to play bbs[:
Leave a review, because I wasn't going to put this chapter cause I thought no one read it and liked it. Don't make me sad!
merry christmas & happy holidays :)
\CupcakeLerman/ 12.28.10 [:
yay for the snowww :D
^ that's a spoilerr, right there. Take notes…