The Model, the Nobody and the Pyromaniac

Disclaimer: oh look at that I just bought off kh from square enix. . . I do own it now |D
-wakes up-
Ahh fuck. . . Guess not. . . .

This is suppose to be up tomorrow, but might as well upload it now too. Think of it as an apology gift guys. I'm sorry. oTL

*~'~* next chapter *~'~*

Mrs. Gainsborough was super nice and sweet. The brunette was not only his homeroom teacher but was the teen's French teacher as well. She seemed to have a great memory because she memorized every one's name and face with ease. Now that's a talent teachers need to be gifted with. Imagine how much easier it would be.

Homeroom and nice teachers don't last forever though. For instants, chemistry with Dr. Even Vexen, or as everyone has been calling him, DEV. No, not after the American pop star. . . Okay so maybe just a bit. But seriously, that guy gave Roxas the chills. He just had like this creeper vibe to him. And the way he looked at you as though he was able to stare into your soul and gather every single information on you. He wasn't bad just, weird. . .

Then there was also Mr. Saïx, the history teacher. That guy just loved to intimidate folks, or maybe that's just the way he looks. No one was left guessing about the blunette's scar for long, he bluntly answered with it being a memento of war. Definitely seemed like the military man for sure. Which most likely added to his history background.

By far the blonde's favorites were his calc teacher Mr. Fair and his art teacher, who seemed to prefer being called by her first, Naminé. Mr. Fair was pretty awesome and relaxed. Instead of learning about math they ended up talking about their energetic teacher's past. Roxas even found out the raven haired man was a friend of his parents yet he was never informed of such a great man. He made note to ask his father about it later.
Now Ms. er- Naminé was more calm and just had this sweet aura that surrounded her. She was fresh out of college and attractive too, leading to her to be an immediate crush of many of the boys. She even gained to attention of the blonde. The woman was definitely talented; her pictures hung along the walls, one just as amazing as the next. Their first assignment was fairly easy: a drawing that describes you. But that was easily made hard when, if your like Roxas, don't even know what describes you. Projects like that never failed to stump him, although they were normally given in English class.

Which was the perfect segue into the next teacher; Mr. Rould, who like Naminé, preferred his first name, Luxord. He was a pretty cool British guy. Roxas quickly figured the man went to the casino often. He was one of those okay teachers who had their good and bad moments. Same with the gym teacher, Mr. Shang, an Asian man and his study hall teacher, a red-head who was young and attractive like the art teacher, who went by Ariel. She was also engaged as they soon found out and the like rate of the ginger-headed woman decreased.

The blonde has yet to meet his music teacher Mrs. White, since the school alternated specials. For him it would be gym and music, so that was the only change in the blonde's daily schedule.

The only intriguing thing that occurred that day was during lunch when he ran into a certain red-head again. Literally. . . .

*~'~* Axel's turn *~'~*

Said mentioned red-head had similar teachers to the blonde. Minus his mother since the teen was already fluent French, he attended Spanish class taught by Señor Terra.

Axel seemed to notice the school had a fairly big quantity of young teachers compared to others he'd seen. He thought it was pretty cool since they could relate more to the students since it was not long ago that they were in the same situation as oppose to the more elder teachers. They were always more laid-back and chill anyway. Unlike their crotchety principal Dr. Ansem who currently just received his doctrine.

All in all, school was going all right for the teen. He's already been through half his day. Now all that's left was lunch and his final 3 classes. Unless he died from all the work and lectures he has so far acquired. Which wasn't likely but you get the drift.

*~'~* lunch time 8D *~'~*

As he entered the café, the red-head realized why he dreaded being a new kid. . . That was; finding a spot to sit at during lunch. It was then the flaming haired teen located his friend Hayner amongst the crowd that squeezed themselves through the lunch line.

He rushed over and was just about to reach the blonde when he had a head-on collision with another. Food went flying up and landed on the two of them. Of course everybody in the café decided then to quiet down. All eyes were on them and fits of laughter was heard everywhere. 'Just fucking greaaaat.' The red-head cursed in thought.

The blonde now getting up was thinking the same.' Damn my luck. Then it was spaghetti too. Ugg. I hate people. Taking joy in others suffering. Sadistic fucks.' Roxas thought. He made a disgusted face at the mess now on the floor and his clothing. He looked up to yell at the other but stopped when he saw who it was.

"YOU!" They both said in unison.

The blonde was going to stay and scold the other but hearing the other students continue to ridicule him and the dumb ass in front of him final got to him." IT'S NOT EVEN THAT FUCKING FUNNY ASSHOLES!" He flailed out and stomped out of the cafeteria.

The red-head stared in shock as the room began to quiet down. Seems the blonde wasn't one to mess with here. Unlike said person, Axel only got a little food on him. Just minor stains on his shirt, so it didn't bother him. Roxas on the other hand got it all over his top half, including hair.

Axel was going to follow him and apologize when he was stopped by the person he was previously enduring." Leave him be. Roxas gets scary when he's mad. Just change your shirt and let him be, 'kay?" Hayner warned his new friend, not wanting his life to end early. He wasn't kidding, Roxas does some pretty fucked up crap to those who get on his bad side. It's why most try to avoid him and the explanation as for why everyone shut up and returned to their discussion before the event.

The lanky teen did not quite understand this and just gave a quick 'alright' before heading out and continuing to pursue the pissed-off shorty.

*~'~* Omgwhatsgonnahappen *~'~*

Roxas slammed his locker shut. Just what he need; becoming the show for the student body on the first day. 'What the hell was wrong with that. . . That idiot! I thought I told him to watch where he went last time. Fucking klutz.' He ranted on in his mind. He quickly turned and almost ran into the said idiot again. . . Almost.

The blonde glared at him. It wasn't effective; it looked more like an angry pout to Axel, which he thought was cute. "What do you want?" Roxas spat.

" To apologize. . ." He said sheepishly.

The blonde looked taken aback and felt strangely a bit guilty for the tone he used. "What?"

Axel sighed. " Listen, I know we started on a bad note that involved me knocking you down. . twice, but I don't want that to ruin my chance." He started out.

"Chance of what." The blonde raised a curious brow, trying to look like he was still angry at him.

" Hold up I was getting there." He chuckled at the other impatience." Truth is, after the airport run-in I wanted to see you again. You intrigue me. That and now I find out we go to the same school and my best friend is also yours."

" Your point?" Roxas interjected.

" Jeez, let me finish shorty." He laughed, which earn him an unappreciative glare from the other. Axel cleared his throat before continuing, " I'm sorry and I think we should just start over. I want us to be friends."

Roxas stared at the taller teen in amusement." Apology accepted. You're now off the hook on a clean slate BUT. . ."

The fiery red-head groaned. "but what?"

" You want my friendship? Earn it, just like everyone else. Prove to me why I should bother to care about you enough to be my friend. It won't be easy. I only have four friends for a reason and even they went through great lengths to earn that position. I can't just let you in, that would be unfair." He informed the other, a smirk appearing upon his features." Good luck Mr. Sinclair, you'll surely need it." And with that he waved him off and continued his journey to the bathroom to change.

Axel stared at the figure disappearing before him. A challenge huh? This was going to be a lot more fun than he thought. The kid had fire. Him being the pyromaniac he was, liked it. He liked it a lot. ' Challenge accepted . . .'

*~'~* Now it finished 8U *~'~*

A/N: ohmyfuckinggoditsdone. . . this took a lot to write. Mostly because from now on this is pretty much nothing like the story I wrote minus the fact Roxas is still secretly a model and shizz. And the bet was originally supposed to be made by the friend and he had to try to get the other to go out with him. Not Roxas challenging him over friendship but whatever. Makes this ff more of a challenge for me 8D
OTL I need to re-do everything I planned for this fml. . . Oh well more creativity for me :D
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