NOTE: I need to GET OVER IT. +Sniffles some more+
Contracting Boundaries Chapter Nine: The Boring"Do we get a vacation bonus as Death's representatives? Or at least a pension plan?" I've resorted to hanging out with Xigbar because Axel has been over ruled and Demyx is too busy with Zexion.
That, of course, took away Zexion from the list of options. I did not want to be castrated so I didn't go near Larxene. I also did not want to prune roses so Marluxia is out of the question too.
Yes. I am so traumatized that I'm not going to even bother with nicknames.
Xigbar laughs at my question. "Nah… we can leave anytime we want. And besides – we don't age so we don't need to go into tirement' homes."
And there he is. Emptying pistols into a dead skunk on the road. Laughing.
What can I say? It was it's time to go.
…
I seriously need to reconsider my 'friend' options.
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Sitting in a classroom learning algebra is no fun.
Sitting in a classroom learning algebra while squirming because of the heat is no fun either.
Sitting in a classroom learning algebra while squirming because of the heat with Axel sitting behind you is a pain.
I can feel his gaze burn green fire into my back. But each time I turn around he's doodling in his notebook.
Maybe I am paranoid.
At least next class I can ditch him. Computers.
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… I'm going to back away now.
How in the fucking world of Lord did he get his freaking schedule revised to my classes?
There he is… standing in front of the classroom in all his red haired glory.
"Yo kid – If you're in the class get into the room already." He snaps a piece of gum in his mouth, blue eyes impatient.
Wait. Blue eyes?
"Yo kid? Yoo hoo?" He waves his hand in front of me, confused. "Look I know I'm hot but – "
He's got the same cocky attitude!?
Well in times like these you gotta use the desperate excuse of the 33rd Rule.
"Sorrygottago. YouseeIsufferfrom. Massdiarrhea. AndIneedtogettothebathroomreallyreallybadly."
If you babble really insanely they'll let you go, dismissing you as crazy.
"Whoa! If you suffer from diarrhea then go do what you gotta do!"
Wait – he understood what I said? He fucking understood what I said?
Freak.
Well then… TO THE BATHROOM!
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Okay Anjyl warned Axel not to go near the computer teacher. That half stoned girl mistook Axel as one of the teachers here. Axel looks exactly like this dude except with a few minor differences.
I have come to a simple conclusion:
I'm now going to be remembered as diarrhea kid for the rest of the school year.
Joy.
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Lunch. More joy.
I'm going to act like a bland toothpick for the rest of my measly existence. Think I can't? Just watch me.
"Hey look! It's the one and only diarrhea master! But don't scare him – he might wet his pants!" Seifer calls out with his lackeys right behind him.
Oh how droll. Such wit should be applauded.
Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Eventually I end up on the other side of the field.
Oh. I wonder how I got here. Such a curiosity.
"ROXAS! ROXAS!" Demyx tears up the field like a rabid pit bull that's just swallowed a lawn mower. How simply amazing.
"ME AND ZEXION ARE GETTING MARRIED - PFFT" Zexion tackles him down.
"Congratulations. Tell me when the wedding is." Chew. Swallow. Chew. Swallow. Chew. Swallow. Chew. Swallow. This sandwich is positively fascinating.
Zexion cuffs Demyx on the side of the head. "That's not why we're here!"
"OH YEAH! Axel hanged himself!" Demyx jumps up and runs around like a ballerina with some crack and no sense.
"I think you mean hung Demyx." Oh look – this sandwich had some ham in between the slices of bread. Lovely.
"Don't you care?" Zexion holds Demyx back from destroying anymore of the wonderful lawn.
"Would you like some of this purely marvelous ham sandwich?" I offer the sandwich with open arms. "And just so you two happen to know – I like pie. Preferably apple."
Their faces are quite amusing to look at.
"Demyx hold him down! I'm gonna check him for any curses!" Zexion barks out commands as he whips out a book (!?).
Back away Snake of Eden,
One's disregard, negligence or carelessness
Is yours to feed but not for yours to keep
Reveal to me the curse of Christ…
Wow. There are so many green sparks. How pretty. Just like Axel's eyes.
Joy.
I think I'm drunk.
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The bell rings and I head inside for my locker. Demyx and Zexion pursue with panicked expressions on their faces. I would wonder why.
"I wouldn't open your locker Roxas…" Demyx, alarmed, ran in front of me, trying to slow me down.
Ten minutes later I finally manage to hear the satisfying 'click' of my combination lock open. I swing the door open, still not getting their terror.
"Hey there Roxy!"
I take one look into my locker and scoot back a good three feet.
Three guesses on where Axel hung himself.
And don't even ask me how he fit himself in there.
…
I'm wondering if I should scream or not.
Fascinating.
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I know this chapter is shorter but please – MAKE DO. I am at the end of my… wits? I mean my boyfriend threw his hot chocolate at me even though he was the one dumping me. I guess just nodding and saying un-huh is really the desired reaction. Gabriel… you are a FAG. But to everyone else – Luvers! -Shadoom