Hey! Just to let you know, this is a bit of a lengthy chapter, maybe the longest I've ever written (I probably don't compare to the extremely long chapters I've seen in other fanfictions; don't get me wrong, a majority of them are written and organized very well). I hope you guys don't mind. I tried to add some humor to liven it up a bit.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything from Kingdom Hearts or Square-Enix.


"You really can't be serious about this, Yuffie," I said out loud. Everyone in the room except for Yuffie turned to me, confused.

"What are you talking about?" asked Yuna. I handed her the card, and when she looked at the word that was typed onto the small, thick piece of paper, she smiled. "I actually quite like this idea."

"I wanna see, I wanna see!" cried Rikku childishly. Yuna passed her the card. Rikku cooed and showed the card to Xion, who was almost finished braiding Rikku's hair. "Do you want to see, Pizzle?"

Paine scowled at her nickname. "You're lucky I'm not the one braiding your hair right now."

"I think going to high school would be awesome for you!" Yuffie said as the card was passed to Selphie. "It would be the best excuse, too. I'm pretty sure that people wouldn't mind you taking a break from stardom to get an education!"

"I never said I wanted to do that!" I told her. It wasn't that I didn't want to experience the 'teenage life' that everyone was talking about (I decided that I was honestly curious about it and that I wanted to see for myself if it was as good as it was made out to be or not); I just didn't like the fact of an education. From the stories that the girls told me about school, I had learned that school was awfully boring and, for some reason, complex.

"Why not?" asked Rikku. "You'll be surrounded by hundreds of average teenagers!"

"And you'll also be picking up the slack in the educational department of your brain," said Xion.

I humphed. "I know enough to go on in life, thanks."

I could feel Paine's interrogating eyes burning on my face. "What's six times four?" she asked.

I thought for a short while. "Twenty-four."

"Eight times five?"

About fifteen seconds of silence passed, then, "Forty."

"Fifty-six divided by seven?"

I absolutely hated division. I sat for a while, numbers flying in and out of my brain. "I think it's eight?"

"You need to get a bit faster at math," observed Xion.

"How is math going to help me with anything?"

"It will help a lot if you're, let's say, evenly distributing papers to a group of people. You would first have to get the total number of people, then get the total amount of papers that you're going to give to them. You divide that number by the amount of people in the group so that each one of them has the same amount."

You could probably guess what I was thinking at that moment. Huhhhhhhh?

"It also helps a lot when you pay your bills," Xion continued. "As a matter of fact, it just helps when you're purchasing or paying off something in general."

"Do you know any history?" asked Yuna.

I laughed. "The only history that I'm aware of are my parents' and nothing else."

"I don't think history really helps us in life," stated Rikku. "I haven't remembered much of anything that I've learned in history, but I'm doing pretty well!"

"It helps to know about what has happened and what's going on now in the world, though," said Yuna.

"Science helps teach us about the way of life and how things are created," said Yuffie.

"What am I going to do with that?" I asked her.

"I don't know. It's just an interesting subject—Well, maybe not. It just depends on which science course you take."

"Honestly, guys, Kairi and I have not had any education whatsoever with the exception of the times tables and whatever we learned on television," commented Selphie. "If you're going to throw Kairi in a school where the people have been getting educated since they were five, how do you think she's going to fare?"

"Pssh, all she has to do is pay attention in school," answered Rikku.

"The only thing we have to worry about is getting you enrolled," said Paine.

"Wait, we're actually going to go through with this?" I asked, a bit fazed. "I'm really not that interested in going to school."

"But, that's the best way to see what other teenagers are like!" argued Yuffie.

A thought then made its way into my mind. "You know, I can't just sign myself up for high school. I have to have parents do that. I don't really think that my mom and dad will just let me take a 'break' that lasts for a whole school year." I was pretty sure that I had stumped them with that one.

However, instead of getting the defeated faces I was expecting to see, I got smirks and eyes twinkling with what looked like unwavering determination. The only one that seemed to be worried about the whole situation was Selphie.

...

"You want Kairi to go to high school?" asked my father as we all sat at the kitchen table. Also sitting with us were my mother, Zack, Tifa, Uncle Leon, and Uncle Barret.

"I believe having her go to school would be a good experience for her," said Yuffie. She was the one that had proposed the idea to my father when we came downstairs. "The girls and I have been thinking about this for a while now, and we decided that it would be best for Kairi if she went out and experienced growing up like how all the other teenagers do."

"Why do you think going to school would be best for her?" questioned my mother.

"Um, because—because we... I thought—," Yuffie stammered. She looked around to Yuna, Rikku, Paine, and Xion. "I hope you won't be offended with what I'm about to say."

My mother just smiled and nodded, motioning for her to continue.

Yuffie breathed out. "I was thinking that Kairi might be better off in life if she took a break from all this fame and fortune because she's constantly on the go, and what would be a better break than going to school? Not only will she get an education, she will also be able to interact with other people her age and truly be able to feel like she's growing up. I mean, yeah, she has friends like us, but that's not enough because she's only experiencing high school through the stories we tell her. You all graduated from high school, right?"

The adults looked at each other and smiled. My father, Uncle Leon, and Uncle Barret started to laugh, probably thinking of some inside joke from who knows when.

"See what I mean?" persisted Yuffie. "Don't you want Kairi to experience the same stuff that you guys have? I'm pretty sure you enjoyed high school from that rare smile you're giving Leon and Barret, Mr. Strife, so don't you think Kairi might regret not going to high school in the future?"

My father then looked to my mother. She smiled at him and, surprisingly, shrugged. I was usually good at reading their non-verbal communication that only married couples could pull off (I've been told that parents do this so that their kids wouldn't know what was going on between them; my parents interacted with each other in their language almost all the time, making it possible for me to break their code as I watched them), but I had never seen my mother shrug before, so I had no idea what the new motion was supposed to mean.

Oh, and I was also surprised with Yuffie's proposal. I have honestly never heard that girl try to be persuasive. Even though I wasn't very intrigued with the idea of going to high school, she was able to conjure up a point, and I was pretty sure that my parents had caught onto it.

"Well, we did grow up in high school," said my father.

I could feel an aura of confidence build up around me. If I had to guess its source, I would have to say it came from the girls.

"I think high school was where most of our growing up took place," added in Uncle Leon. "I felt a lot different and more mature when I was a senior. Freshman year... Wow, I can't even look back on those days without thinking, 'man, what was wrong with me?'"

I felt slightly confused. "Wouldn't the military be where you guys grew up the most?" I asked them.

"Nah, girl, that was where the physical and mental toughness was developed," answered Uncle Barret. "High school was the emotional and personality part of growin' up."

"You know, Cloud," said my mother. "I actually quite like the girls' idea. I have been worried that Kairi has been growing up too quickly, especially with us not being around all the time."

If I had been 'growing up too quickly' as my mother said, I sure didn't feel as if I was.

"You think it would be okay?" my father asked her.

"Yes. But, Yuffie," she turned to her, "we all know that we never gave Kairi any proper education, so how are we going to even put her in a school where the kids have been getting educated since they were little?"

"Your mom and I think the same way," whispered Selphie to me. "That will be one new thing to brag about: Selphie Tilmitt and Aerith Gainsborough share a mental bond with each other that no one will be able to break!"

"Keep dreaming, Selphie," I whispered back to her.

"I'm pretty sure that if we teach Kairi the basics, she'll be fine," answered Yuffie to my mother's question. "Yuna, Rikku, Paine, Xion, and I have been through all the required classes in high school, so if you're willing to enroll your daughter, we'll be more than glad to help!"

Rikku gasped. "That means we'll be make-up artists AND tutors!" she squealed.

"Maybe we will be," said Paine, referring to her, Yuna, Xion, and Yuffie, "but you won't."

"I can so be a good tutor!"

"I highly doubt that you will be a good tutor in any subject because you were so bad in all your classes."

"Hello? I can totally tutor art."

Uncle Barret chuckled. "What do ya think, Cloud?" he asked my father. "You gonna put Kairi in school?"

"I don't think it's a bad idea," he answered. "We could possibly have her attend The Island School about six miles down the road near the city."

Yuffie scratched her head. "Um, Mr. Strife? We were thinking more of an... Uh, well, average type of school."

"Average?"

"Yeah, because—you see—" she stammered again.

"What my sister is trying to say is that we believe it would be better for Kairi if she wasn't around other teenagers who live on this rich, superstar-filled island," answered Xion for her. "In order for her to understand what we are saying about growing up as an average teenager, we want her to be around people like us in a public school."

"The 'back-then-in-high-school' us!" clarified Rikku.

My mother thought for a minute. "I don't think there's a public high school here on this island, though," she said.

"She could go to our old high school!" voiced Yuffie. "It's only the next island over. That island isn't as big and crowded as this one, but it's a nice place to be. She can just take the ferry over there. It's about a ten minute ride if I remember correctly."

If you recall, I had never set foot on another island other than my own. I was unsure of whether or not my parents would allow me to go island hopping by myself.

"I'm not quite sure if I like the idea of Kairi going to another island by herself," said my mother.

See what I meant?

"What if we had Roxas accompany her?" proposed Tifa.

Nevertheless, some almighty, invisible being controlling my life must have been doing everything in its power to get me to go to school.

"Are you sure about that?" asked Zack. "He was a bit of a situation in elementary school. He also has a few events coming up soon."

"Oh, but that was elementary school. All boys are energetic and rowdy there. And I'm pretty sure that we could balance out both his career and his education if we have him go back to school. We'll just have to schedule things accordingly and cancel some things if we must. It won't be a big deal."

"Where is that boy, anyway? Is he still with Axel?"

"Larxene!" called out my father. "You around, still?"

"I'm coming!" her acute voice replied back from somewhere in the house. After about thirty seconds had passed, she arrived at the kitchen. "What do you need?"

"Fetch Roxas for me, please. We have a question for him."

Larxene walked off. My father then turned to Selphie. "I would ask if you could go with Kairi, but your parents will probably keep you busy over in Balamb."

"You got that right," affirmed Selphie. "They always have me doing something over there. I kind of want to move back here, but Balamb is a nice place."

"Don't they have a school over there called Balamb Garden? Maybe you should think about applying there."

I was taken aback. "Wait, dad, are you actually considering putting me in school?" I asked him.

"Depends. Let's see what Roxas thinks. However, there is one aspect of this idea that I'm not particularly fond of."

The girls got a bit tense.

"Although you all have good intentions in having Kairi go to school, she still does have a career that I don't want her taking a break from for almost nine months," my father said. "If we do have her go to school along with Roxas, I do want her to still play her role as an actress and do anything else that's required from her."

Basically, if Roxas agreed to going to school with me, both he and I were going to be living the same sort of lifestyle.

"Don't you think that might be too much to put on her plate?" asked my mother.

"She'll be fine," responded my father. "If she goes to school, we'll just do the same as Zack and Tifa and balance everything out for her."

At that moment, Larxene returned with Roxas. Axel seemed to have tagged along behind them.

"Is there a meeting in the kitchen or something?" he asked, taking note of all the people present in the room.

"In a way, yes," answered his father. "Come over here, Roxas. Your mother, Cloud, Aerith, and I want to ask you a question."

Roxas made his way over. He stood between my parents and his, looking a bit hesitant. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, no, we're just going to ask you a simple question," comforted Tifa.

"What do you think about going back to school?" asked Zack.

Roxas wrinkled his nose. "You mean go back to being educated?"

"Yeah. We were thinking about having both you and Kairi attend the public high school on Kahlea Island. Yuna, Rikku, Paine, Xion, and Yuffie all went there. What was the high school called?"

"Destiny Islands High School!" the girls answered. Their excitement made my stomach turn.

Roxas then looked at me. "Well, as long as I'm not going alone, I think I'll be okay with it."

Selphie tapped her foot against mine under the table. I answered her by pinching her thigh.

"Ow!" she yelled.

"You okay?" asked Uncle Leon.

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine. There's just a fly in my pants."

All went silent. She could have came up with a better excuse. However, it was Selphie that we were talking about here.

"What?" she asked, keeping a straight face. "Don't mind my outburst. Continue on with your conversation."

Although we felt a bit weirded out, we did as we were told.

"So, Kairi," began my father, "what do you think about going to Destiny Islands High School with Roxas?"

"Honestly, dad, I didn't really like the idea of taking a break from acting to go to school," I said. I looked over at the girls, all staring at me with pleading eyes. I sighed. "But, from all the stories that they've been telling me about school, I've decided to just go see for myself if the life they're talking about is really worth living."

The girls all inwardly cheered. I could tell by the looks on their faces.

"I also think it's good for you to go so that you can finally get an education," chimed in my mother. "I don't want a brain-empty actress for a daughter."

"So it's settled, then," said my father. He turned his attention to the Fairs. "Zack, Tifa, you want to meet us by the pier tomorrow around eight? We could all get some breakfast then catch the ferry to Kahlea at ten."

"Tomorrow?" I repeated. "We're going to see Kahlea tomorrow?"

"Of course. From what I know about Kahlea, the schools start at the beginning of September. We're about mid-way through August now, so I have to get you enrolled as soon as possible so that we can help teach you some things to prepare you for the classes."

Everything was happening so quickly and so suddenly. I was starting feeling dubious about the idea of me going to school.

...

As planned, Roxas's family and my family met at the pier slightly after eight o'clock. Uncle Leon, Uncle Barret, and the girls decided to stay back home because they didn't want us to attract too much attention and look like an entourage parading around Kahlea. Our two families ate at a small diner about a block down from the pier so that we could fill up our bellies for the morning (we had the people in the diner staring at us wide-eyed as a side dish since it was pretty rare to see two famous families eating together at one place). We finished our breakfast around a quarter 'til ten, so we went to the pier to wait out the rest of the time.

"Even though everyone else stayed behind, I think we're going to still bring too much attention to ourselves," said my mother.

"How so?" asked my father. "It's just you, me, Tifa, Zack, Roxas, and Kairi."

"Think about it, Cloud. There are six well-known entertainers in this group. Do you know how much acclamation we will receive if someone notices all of us together? You saw how everyone was at that diner."

"What do you suggest we do, then? Kairi and Roxas will probably get the same treatment if we get them into the school."

"I know, but, still. I think we should lessen our numbers a bit."

Tifa then clapped her hands together. "I know!" she exclaimed. "How about Aerith and I stay behind and do some catching up with each other while you four go to Kahlea?"

Zack sighed. "Is this a nice way of saying you don't want to go with us because you want to go shopping together?"

"Don't get me wrong, Zack. We would love to go to the island with you all," she turned and smiled at my mother, "but I agree with Aerith in that we will gain too much attention if we're all together over there. And besides, I want to hear all about her tour. She hasn't told me anything, yet!"

My father then looked to Zack, who shrugged. "Suit yourself," said my father. "We'll just let you know what happens when we get back."

"Cool! See you then!" Tifa hooked her arm through my mother's and dragged her off. If you asked me, I'd say that it looked like a kidnapping.

My father was busy conversing with Zack while Roxas and I chatted about what people might think of our movie that was going to be released in theaters in two months. For the next five minutes our conversations went on until the ferry sounded its horn, announcing its arrival. We made our way onto the ferry and found a spot near the front where we all leaned against the railing and watched the ocean scenery slowly drift by us. A few seagulls were attempting to keep up with the ferry's speed while some fish enjoyed jumping out of the water. Unfortunately for two of the fish, a pelican dove down, scooped them up, and flew away. Sorry, I just wanted to throw that in there. Life goes on.

As the ferry traveled farther away from my home island, another island was coming into view.

"The island that we're approaching over there is Kahlea," my father said, answering the question I was about to ask him.

It wasn't as small as I imagined it to be, but it was distinctively smaller than the Big Island. From what I could see, there weren't many industrial buildings like there were on my birth island. Actually, there weren't any at all. As we got closer, I could make out a good number of smaller buildings that I could guess were markets, local shops, and restaurants. There were a few piers that docked some boats and what looked like wooden rafts. There were three mountains located farther into the island that were surrounded by forests.

However, what stood out to me the most was Kahlea's island neighbor, which was extremely small in comparison and sat about a short distance out from Kahlea's shore. The tiny island had looked unoccupied at first, but as I scanned it further, I spotted a large, uniquely built tree house next to a small waterfall. Like Kahlea, there were many trees. There was also an islet connected by a bridge.

Because of my continued staring at the small island, I didn't notice our arrival until the ferry sounded its horn once again. We walked off the ferry and onto the wooden pier, scanning the island in front of us.

"This place is a lot different than the Big Island," I pointed out.

"Kahlea is actually the home of many intelligent people," my father said. "If they wanted to, this island could become as technologically advanced as ours, but the natives enjoy the peace and quiet here."

"It just feels a bit weird, though. That's all."

"But, if we go to school here, might as well get used to it," said Roxas. "Selphie probably wouldn't last going to school here. I don't see anything that looks like a mall!"

I had to laugh at that one. I could imagine Selphie going insane from the lack of shopping diversity of this island.

"Let's find out where Destiny Islands High School is," mentioned my father. "I don't want to stay on this pier for too long. The people here are already going nuts."

Roxas and I looked around. Surely enough, people were already staring and taking pictures. I heard one girl say, "Oh my god, I am witnessing Kairi Strife take her first steps on an island other than her own." I wonder how special she felt.

We walked over to an information booth at the beginning of the pier. The man inside was busy typing on his computer and looking over brochures. My father had to tap on the window to get his attention, and when the man looked up, he beamed.

"Cloud!" he greeted in a cheery voice. "It's so nice to see ya back on Kahlea! It has been, what, two months now?"

"It's nice to see you again as well, Mr. Mickey. How's everything with you and your wife?"

"Minnie and I have been fine. We're thinking about taking a trip to Disney World next summer." The man, known as Mr. Mickey, looked over at the rest of our group. "Who did ya bring with you today, Cloud?"

My father introduced the three of us, giving us each a small background to give Mr. Mickey a better idea of who we were. I was pretty sure that Mr. Mickey would have been fine with just names, though. It was pretty uncommon to have people not know who we were.

"This is a sight to see!" said Mr. Mickey. "I never thought that I would have been introduced to the Fairs and Kairi Strife all in one day!"

"Surprising, isn't it?" said my father. "Roxas and Kairi never really thought of setting foot on an island other than the Big Island."

"What brings you all to Kahlea, then?"

"We want to have our kids attend Destiny Islands High School."

Mr. Mickey's eyes widened. "You want them to go to school here?"

"Yes, unless there is a problem with the school or something?"

"No, no, that school has never had any glaring issues. It's just... Surprising, that's all. Aren't there better schools on the Big Island for Roxas and Kairi to attend?"

"That's what I believed, but we were told otherwise." I rolled my eyes. I still couldn't get over the fact that Yuffie was able to convince my parents into having me go to a public school. I had thought that my parents would have persisted in making me attend a private school where I could at least be treated somewhat normally since other rich, somewhat famous kids went there.

"Alrighty, then. If you say so." Mr. Mickey gave my father a map. He pointed to a spot with a building sitting atop a hill. "The high school you're looking for isn't very far from here. Take a right here, pass through two street lights, turn left, and you should be walking uphill towards the school. It's located at the end of the street, so it'll be easy to find. The school's office should be open by now."

"Thanks, Mr. Mickey. We'll be seeing you."

Our group of four followed the directions that Mr. Mickey gave us and were able to make it to the school safely since there weren't many people out on the streets during this time of day (by safely, I meant not getting ambushed by people asking for autographs or wanting to take pictures with us). The school looked fairly large on the outside. There were many windows, each in sets of two evenly spaced out on the walls.

Once we were inside, I looked around and noticed how much larger the school seemed on the inside. There was a high ceiling where we were standing, which was the front end of the school. Small couches, chairs, and the occasional potted plants were placed along the walls. Straight ahead of us was what I guessed as the main office that Mr. Mickey told us to go to since there were people sitting at desks. To the left and right of the office were closed doors.

"Those doors probably lead to the hallways," guessed Roxas, seeing me eye the doors.

We went into the office; my father and Zack walked up to the front desk while Roxas and I decided to occupy the waiting chairs. The lady at the front desk didn't seem to notice the two men standing in front of her for she was busy scribbling nonsense on pieces of paper. My father cleared his throat.

"Excuse me, miss," my father began. "We would like to get some help."

"Sure, of course," the lady replied without looking up. "What are your names?"

"My name is Cloud Strife. The man next to me is Zack Fair.

The lady laughed. "That's a good joke, gentlemen. Now, tell me what your real names are. I don't have time for this."

"Well, if you had looked up, you wouldn't have made the assumption that we weren't who we said we were."

"Look, guys, I get my strings pulled enough." The lady then finally looked up. "If you're going to keep on insisting that you're those famous dudes, then I'll—"

She paused. Roxas and I tried not to laugh as we watched her jaw hit the floor.

"Oh—oh my. You guys—you guys are the, the real people, aren't you?" she stuttered. "This can't be happening! This can't be happening!"

My father and Zack looked at each other. Zack lifted his eyebrow.

"Are Cloud Strife and Zack Fair really standing at my desk right now?" the lady continued. "Am I really not imagining these things? Tell me this isn't real!"

"Lady, this is real," answered Zack. "We are standing in front of you."

The lady shrieked. Roxas and I cringed. "Wow! Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow! I'm officially making this day the highlight of my summer!"

"I'm glad to hear that," said my father unenthusiastically. "May we ask you a question, miss?"

"Yes, yes! What may I do for you lovely men today?"

"We want to know where we can sign-up a few people for this school."

"Oh, I can do that for you right here! Who are you planning to enroll?"

"I want to enroll my daughter." My father then pointed to Zack. "He wants to enroll his son."

The lady's jaw practically crashed onto the floor. "You—you—you want to enroll your kids?"

"Yes."

"You want to have—you want to have Kairi Strife and Roxas Fair attend this school?"

My father sweatdropped. "Um, yes."

"How lovely!" she squealed. Her face-stretching smile was beginning to lessen in power. "However, enrolling them might be a bit difficult."

"How so?" asked Zack.

"Well, you see, in order for kids to progress each year, they must meet certain course requirements. These course requirements include passing the different science, english, history, and math classes given in each year. If a student fails to pass all these courses, he or she must take that class again during the summer and pass it or else he or she must repeat the year. We can't just have kids coming into school without any previous education."

"How do you know that our kids don't have any previous education?"

The lady blushed. "I read that Roxas had an education up until the fourth grade in a biography. As for Kairi, when I watched the Late Night Show a few days ago, I kind of assumed that she didn't really go to school because of the information she gave."

I felt embarrassed. This lady was assuming that I was an uneducated superstar because of my interview on the Late Night Show, and, oh, was she right... Sadly.

My father sighed. "What if we told you that our kids are actually educated enough to attend this school?"

"You really think they are?"

"Yes. I wouldn't be here if I didn't believe so."

One benefit of being a good actor was that you could be a fantastic liar.

The lady thought for a moment. "Well, I can't enroll them here based off what you think. It's against our school's policy. In order for kids to be placed in their proper grade level, the school must see actual proof that the kids have the necessary education."

I breathed out in relief. I thought that I didn't have to attend public school.

"However..."

Of course, until another pathway was opened.

"Due to the school's new system, parents are able to enroll their kids into Destiny Islands High via online. If you do it that way, your kids can take the online entry test so that the school could see if your child is capable of attending high school. If you want to have Kairi and Roxas attend this school, then I suggest you do the enrollment that way."

"Alright, we'll go with that option," said Zack. "Is there a library here? We want to get them enrolled as soon as possible."

"There is, but it's closed until school starts up again. There's a library right down the road, though. Um, but, before you go, could I get your autographs?"

...

In the Kahlea Local Library, after my father and Zack went through all the necessary parental stuff on the Destiny Island High School's website, Roxas and I were sitting at the computers about to take the online entry test. The library was fairly empty, but there were a few people walking around looking at books and reading at tables. It was a small library with only thirty bookcases that were filled with books ranging from 'Ye Olde Literature' to 'Pop Culture of the 21st Century' (I only called this library small because of the humongous library back at the Big Island).

We had to fill out all the simple questions first. I'll show you what it looked like:

What's your name?: Kairi Strife

What grade are you going into?: 10th

What/where was your previous education?: Home school

The multiple-choice questions given on the entry test depended on which grade you were planning to go into. In order to have passed the test, you must have achieved a score of eighty-five percent or higher.

Oh, and don't ask about the 'home school' part. My father told me to put that down.

"Hey, Roxas," I whispered. "Help me out on this test, will you?"

"I won't be better at this than you will be, but sure," he whispered back. "Can't have one fail and the other pass."

"What if we don't know the answer to a question?"

"Kairi, that will be the case for almost all of them. We'll just have to give it our best guess. We'll just put down the same answer for each question, okay?"

Forty minutes and thirty-five questions later...

"I cannot believe this," I groaned.

"What's the matter?" asked Roxas. "We just guessed our way into getting an eighty-nine percent on that test. Isn't that awesome? We're going to high school together!"

"I was actually kind of hoping that we wouldn't pass."

"C'mon, Kairi. You were the one that said that you wanted to experience the life of an average teenager yourself. Now you get your chance!"

"I didn't actually want to do it by going to high school."

He patted me on the shoulder. "We'll go through it together. Who knows? Maybe you might enjoy it."

We walked up to our fathers outside of the library. "Hello, my high school student," my father greeted, "What classes did you choose?"

"Other than the sophomore english, science, math, and history classes, I chose art, drama, and Spanish," I told him.

"Drama? Kairi, you're going to blow the other students out of the water in that class. Why didn't you pick something else?"

"I didn't want to take anything else."

Zack looked at Roxas. "You didn't sign-up for drama too, did you?"

Roxas just whistled.


-I almost lost this file on Microsoft Word because it kept freezing up on me. Darn that thing. I would have been really mad if I had to type up everything again from memory; I probably wouldn't be able to pull that off. Ugh, well, at least it was recovered.
-I would like to thank my small number of new and old reviewers for giving me some feedback! I always appreciate hearing from you. I would also like to thank those that have added this story to their Story Alerts and Favorite Stories list! That made me smile :) "You make me smile like the sun, fall out of bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head, spin like a record, crazy on a Sunday night..." Uncle Kracker lyrics. I've always enjoyed listening to his songs.

Next chapter: I can't promise you an exact date, but it won't be a long wait! Great, now I'm rhyming.