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A Recollection of Us
one - a child's footsteps
"He's cute, isn't he, Kairi?" Naminé whispers into her ear.
Kairi swats at the blonde's arm. "We are not going down this road again. First Seifer, now him?"
"Maybe you just have a thing for boys whose names start with an 'S', Kai," Naminé teases.
Kairi takes a sip of her drink and sighs. "Sureee," she says sarcastically, "what about you? Who's the new boy-toy this time? Roxas, is it?"
Naminé had a habit of being flighty. First it was the cute boy in her art class then it was the cute boy in her history class then the cute boy in her math class. Did she mention they were all cute? It was never-ending with Naminé. The girl simply couldn't be pinned down to one boy. It irritated Kairi at times, but what could she do? Forbid Naminé from having crushes? No way.
"Shush, or he'll hear you," Naminé says, shooting a look at her friend.
Kairi laughs and wiggles her eyebrows, but complies. She instead thinks of Sora. Did she like Sora? They'd only just met a day ago. No, she shakes her head. She doesn't. That's too fast. Even for her. Still, there was something familiar about him. Maybe they'd seen each other at the mall some years ago?
"How're the triplets?"
"Don't get me started," Kairi groans. "Yuna's all worried about college and her boyfriend, Tidus. Olette's been dying to ask Hayner out and Selphie? Well, Selphie just out there being Selphie."
They're at the Paopu Parlor, hottest place to be in Destiny Islands. The two girls come here often as a reprieve from high school and the rest of their problems.
"I see. Yuna's still with that dunce?"
"I know. She could do so much better, but as long as he makes her happy I don't really care." Kairi shrugs and takes another sip of her drink. "How's life on your part?"
Now it was Naminé's turn to groan. "Gross." She crinkles her nose. "Mom says if I don't pull up my grade in math then she'll pull me out of art. Art! My one true calling!"
Kairi giggles. "Well, I could help you with that. I'm a math whiz."
"Who says 'whiz' anymore? You're so old, Kairi."
"What? You're older!"
The girls laugh before saying their goodbyes and heading home.
Kairi stares out from the balcony. It's beautiful; all the colors swirling together to make a sunset. The trees sway in the wind and Kairi begins to wonder. She always wonders at times like this. First, she wonders about her past. What was she like before the accident? People tend to say she was different. Different how? She desperately wants to know. They always sound so disappointed when they see her. "You're so different," they say, shaking their heads. Was she more foolish? Bossy? Friendly?
Kairi sighs and closes her eyes and thinks. This was one of the reasons why she didn't want to remember. It was like she was competing with her past self and she despises the feeling.
She remembers waking up in the hospital bed and hearing the words, "You've been in an accident." The walls had been white. Too white. She remembers wanting to scream and scream and scream. She didn't know why, she just did. Kairi puts her chin in her hand.
Reason number two; it was painful to remember. The flashes, or rather, the memory rushes, always made her head hurt. She stopped trying to remember after the first memory rush. It's easier this way.
The girl sighs and thinks back on the first time she ever saw Sora.
It'd been a windy day. Kairi knows because she had to walk home that day. She'd seen him walking with his friends, laughing, and she swears her heart stopped. He was beautiful. But she didn't have a crush. Of course not. That was silly. She turned the other way after that and went on with her day.
Kairi smiles at the memory and then heads inside.
A notebook falls from the very top of her bookshelf. It looks unfamiliar. Kairi picks it up and dusts it off. Curious, she opens the front page and gasps.
Out falls a picture of her and Sora. She looks at the picture for what feels like hours. She memorizes the way she looks and Sora's smile. Somehow, he seems happier. But this didn't make any sense. Did she know Sora before the accident? No, that's impossible. She'd remember someone like him.
Kairi opens the notebook skips to the last entry.
June 06
I'm going to tell him. Sora says it's a bad idea, but when has he ever had a good idea? I just hope Seifer accepts my feelings.
Love always,
Kairi
Ew, why did she ever like Seifer again? And Sora? They might've been friends. No, she shakes her head and reminds herself it's impossible.
Kairi flips to the first entry.
December 31
I've already filled up my other journals so Mom bought me a new one! Yay! I can already tell I'm gonna write in this lots. The problem with these notebooks is that Selphie always tries to read them. Grr.
This sounded so...so...juvenile. How old was she when she wrote this? Kairi turned to the first page. It read 2013. So she was thirteen then? Huh. She doesn't remember much of anything from her childhood. She turns back to the first entry and keeps reading.
Selphie if you read the rest of this book I'll drop kick you. I'm serious. I will.
Sora says he'd like to read this once I'm done, but I won't let him. This is my personal diary for a reason. It's not like it's a story or anything. Anyway, I'm done for now. Hopefully, the next time I get a diary it has a lock on it so no one nosy enough can look through it.
Love always,
Kairi
She closed the book. No. This isn't real. This can't be real. Were there anymore journal entries? More books? She was almost afraid to look. What if they stirred up memories within her? She didn't want that.
"Kairi, watch this!"
"Don't climb that S-! It's too high!"
"How could I ever love someone like you?"
The memory rush. It was starting again.
