Chapter 2: Fool
"Good morning!" Someone bursted in to my room and made a scene, a very loud scene.
Her hair was bouncy at the tips and had a cute shade of a dark blond. She looked pretty happy to be here, opposite of everyone else.
"Oh my god! Doesn't this place have like....security or something?!" Namine whined coering herself with her bright white blankets.
"I am your new rommate! I arrived sort of late as you can tell." She giggled, "HOWEVER! I am Selphie!"
"Why were you late anyways?" Namine hissed getting up to check her hair.
Selphie rolled her eyes playfuly. "I ran from them. No big story. But whatever...I'm hungry!" She said loudly and a school uniform that was tucked under her arm pocked out. "Am I supposed to wear this?" She asked looking down at it and shugged. "Okay!" She smiled enthusiasticly and started to strip her clothes off. Namine looked away in disgust.
"Ew!" She said and stormed into the bathroom.
I was already done with dressing and getting ready. I told Selphie where to get her schedule from.
"Oh!" She exclaimed with the brightest eyes, "No big deal. I was already here for the last 3 years. Plus summers. I'm happy I finally have room mates! They wouldn't let me have any all the other times."
I twitch for a second and shake my head. Get out of this! I take my time examining my surroundings as I walk into the dining hall. Riku greeted me with a cocky smile.
"'Morning, Kairi. How was your sleep? Because you look dashing!"
"Thank you, it was fine." I say and sit next to Sora who was staring at his food on his plate.
After a stare off between Sora and his food I tried to catch his atention. "Sora, are you going to eat that?"
His head snaps up, "Oh, me? No. Do you want it?" He said shoving it towards me.
"Uhm...sure, okay." I say a little worried. I get a little red when I notice him watching me as I brought a piece of apple to my lips.
I started looking all over the place with nervousness in my heart as it all came to much.
I couldn't hold it in.
The table's cloth went in fire, red flames, mixing with orange and I bring my hands to my lips and gasp loudly.
I didn't mean to! Riku stares at me for a minute with a confused look.
Sora tugged at my hands and brought them down to my lap.
I look at him and for some reason...I spoke my actual language. French.
"Morte de peur..." I start. (translation: Frightened to death)
He smiled softly, "Cela n'a aucune importance." He replied in french. (Translation: It's no big deal)
I look at him with large eyes as people around us freak out about the fire. "Je didn`t signifie à-" (Translation: I didn't mean to)
"Tu vas voir, vous allez voir." He soothed me, (Translation: You watch, just watch.)
I watched him as the flames distinguished as he stared at it.
People around us gawked in wonder as they saw what had happened, but soon got back to eating and talking.
"Tu sais me parler..." I mumble into his eyes. (Translation: You know how to talk to me)
He nodded real quick and turned away. I stared at him for a little before eating again.
Someone like me? Is it true?
Our writing teacher was sick today and we were sent straight to art for 2 hours.
"Now, the assignment today was supposed to be a project. But since we have much time, you could finish it in this class. We're going to go ahead and make a flower."
"A flower? How dumb!" One kid groweled and the teacher shot him a glare that made him shut up.
"It doesn't have to be a real flower. Create any sort of flower you would like. Be as creative as you need and finally...express yourself and don't think about it!" He continued smiling and walking around the class to answer individual questions.
I pick up my pencil and start scribbeling down sorts of curls and twists.
When I was done I looked at it real close before finding it rather strange.
The stem was in combinations of multiple twists and turns. The flower itself was flowing in a curling matter. It was soft and thin. Yet full.
I decided to color it with a light shade of blue and creamy white.
"Don't stab at it." The familiar voice said again and I still tried to find the owner of the voice. "Use your wrist lightly. Don't move your arms in any sort of odd angel if you can't reach it yourself. Instead, move the paper itself." It lectured and I got pretty annoyed with myself unable to find who was saying it.
I look around myself until it speaks again.
"That color is too dark. Pick a light blue and it will blend better with the white. Then for finishing touches you can add the darker color."
I sigh and follow the orders destinctivly.
When I was done I sighed and my hand hurt so much, I heard a quiet laugh and I narrow my eyes, crossing my arms.
"That's cool." My teache said while passing my picture and I decided to sketch for the rest of the hour until we were required to turn the pictures in. My teacher smiled as I handed it to him.
"Bye." I mutter and rush out of the class to get to History. That class was interesting to me and I happily took a seat.
Selphie was in this class as well as Riku. They both greeted me and sat down in their seats as the teacher starts telling us about the history of our school. Well, at least the basics for now.
"...This used to be a school for insane people."
"It still is." Someone blurted and I saw the culprit, Selphie.
"Only you are." The teacher mocked and continued the lesson. "Anyways, there are rumors that people's bodies were found in a near by lake, in the forest. They even say they can hear the screams from them being burned or branded."
"Why were they treated like that?" Someone asked with a obvious interest in it.
Our teacher searched for an answer in her palms as she bit her lip, "There are several reasons, all of which are completely absurd. "Anyways, some were said to be killed because of innocence."
We all listened to her next words.
"Some were pregnant, and the school didn't like that, so they killed the girls."
Several kids gasped loudy at that. I mean, even I did. Come on...that is just-just bloody murder right there!
"Then there were also children called 'the hopeless' and they were said to be completely in they kept telling everyone that they saw these creatures around."
My hand shot up, "What kinds of creatures?" I say quickly.
"Uhm...fictional things. Such as Fairies and elves and such."
They weren't crazy. Because I saw them too.
I stood in the dining hall for a while before going out in the snow once more.
"I like your picture of your flower." Someone said from behind me and I jumped out of my mind to spin around, ready to beat anyone who snuck up on me.
I softened my position. "Oh. Hi, Sora." I said to the familiar spiky haired boy. "You kind of took me by surprise there." I giggle like a school girl and stop myself before sounding ridiculous. He probably was talked to by much prettier girls...so whats the big deal? What am I getting my hopes up for?
"Sorry, Kairi." He apoligized.
Oh god, I loved how he said my name... "It-It's okay." I fumble with my fingers and start walking with him in the snow.
"Tell me, are you busy tomorrow? Our classes are shorter."
I blush at the thought. Is he asking me out?! What the hell do I say?! "Sure, I'm free!" I blurt a little too quickly and he chuckles.
"I just want to hang out." He assured me and I couldn't wait for tomorrow.
"O-Of course!" I say and stumble over my own feet. Ready to brace myself for the fall. Sora catches me and we both fall. Well, he took it, and broke my fall...
"I'm so sorry! I swear! Are you hurt?" I ask hecticly and he still has his arms around my waist. I bet he could feel my heart pounding.
He placed one hand on my head and brought it down to his chest. Indicating to stay like this for a while.
"Allez! Reste encore un peu." He whispered in my ear. (Translation: Come, stay a bit longer)
I turn red and hear his heart beat. I hardly knew him. I didn't know what to say or do.
He continued whispering in my ear, "Est-ce nous nous somme déjà rencontrés?" (Translation: Have we met before?)
I contain screaming in joy. "T'es coquin." I mumble back to him. (Translation: You are a tease)
"Je t'adore." He finally says to me and my heart stops. (Translation: I adore you.)
I gasp quietly, "What? Why?" I say and kick myself mentally. Come on! You don't ask the person why they adore you!!!
"You're interesting." He said slowly. "You're different." He groaned a little, getting up and we stand to look at each other.
"Your hair is filled with snow." I say and stroke some out of his hair.
He smiles. "According to you. To me, it doesn't really matter anyways.
"Wait, but how am I different?" I ask suddenly clinging to myself.
He thought, grimacing, "Well, for a first, you didn't throw yourself at me, like all of the other girls."
"So you're saying, you were trying to test me, by flirting with me in french?" I say a little dissapointed.
"I was flirting on my own will!" He said, defending himself proudly. "I know, this wasn't lust between us. And it makes me happy to know that." He said holding his hands behind his head.
I look down, pursing my lips. "So...was that all a joke then?" I say a little sadly, looking up at him with big blue eyes.
"No." He said sternly and confident. "Come on, lets get inside, it's kind of cold outside."
"You go ahead." I tell him and stay behind looking up at the sky.
I see him walking silently next to me and looking into the sky with me.
"It's amazing." I say quietly, not letting my eyes wander off of the falling white circles.
Small little flakes fell from the sky and landed on our faces.
"You're some odd girl." He said shaking his head and laughing.
I turn to him and giggle, "You're some odd boy." I reply.
"I guess that sticks us in the same boat."
"Boats sink...it's more like...the same sky line, I guess."
""Une différente fille vous êtes ..." He smiles. (Translation:Some different girl you are.)
I roll my eyes at him and walk back into the school.
But on my way.
I saw...
Something from behind the bushes-
Watching me.