#Dear No One#
So if you're out there I'll swear to be good to you
But I'm done looking
For my future someone
"Good moooooooooooooorning."
Ah, that's not creepy. I always enjoy the view of Kairi's face several millimeters from mine when I wake up.
"Kairi."
"Yes sweet cheeks?"
"Get off of me."
Kairi crawled off of me reluctantly, swinging her feet off the foot of my bed and sighing.
"You owe me an explanation…" She reminded, winking and skipping towards the stairs.
Oh right. That.
I puffed my cheeks out and got up, pulling my hair tightly into a bun and digging through Kairi's clothes.
How the fuck was I going to explain this to Kairi? 'Oh yeah you know I was mouth raped by Seifer no biggie.' Fuck no. Kairi would probably go straight up to his house and murder him. Damn, I was so screwed.
But wait, I'd almost forgotten!
Kairi likes Sora!
I jumped onto my bed in excitement, dropping the dress I had picked out and squealing.
My OTP! I'm gonna throw a party! I'm gonna scream!
"THE SUN'LL COME OUT, TOMORROW-"
Oh, shit. Is it really that time of the month?
"BET YOUR BOTTOM DOLLAR THAT TOMORROW,"
Kairi's sing-a-long week. Prepare yourself for hours upon hours of screaming choruses, moaning verses, and weird interpretive dance.
I slipped on the dress, trying to think of an excuse to get Kairi to shut the hell up. Kairi had a gorgeous voice, sure. When she tried. Days like this, the only purpose to her singing was to vent out lyrics to whatever bubble gum pop song that was lodged in her tiny little brain.
"Kairi, could you please-"
"Sit down." She pointed to a pulled out chair at the kitchen table seriously.
"Uh, ok." I mumbled, sitting down and rapping my fingers against the wooden table.
"Ok, I'll go first. Then you have to tell me what happened last night, kay?" She said pointedly, sitting down next to me and folding her hands on the table.
"Mhm." I agreed listlessly.
"So last night I was talking to Sora, right?" Kairi looked at me, making sure I was following along.
I nodded, kind of insulted by Kairi's gesture.
"Anyways, he was talking to me about…I don't know, something stupid, but he made it funny, because you know, he can make anything funny. And he said I looked nice. And usually I'd just agree, but…I don't know. It was…different." She mumbled. I blinked in confusion, but motioned her to continue anyway.
"So after that he helped me clean up when the party was over. He looked super hot by the way, I mean I've always known he was hot but even more so now." She explained.
"Mhm." I nodded, pressing her to go on.
"And well…that's pretty much it. I just know I like him now. Something…changed." She said wistfully.
"That's good, because he likes you too. And don't try to deny it, Roxas told me." I confirmed, wondering exactly how long it would take them to get together. I mean, factoring in Sora's undoubted fear of Kairi's rejection, Kairi's weird way of flirting…
"Mm. Tell him to ask me out, would you? Anyways, your turn." She leaned forward eagerly.
"Oh. Alright." I said blankly, trying to decide where to start.
"So…Roxas and I were talking, out by the drinks." I started, tapping my cheekbone repetitively.
"Yuh huh." Kairi worded, smiling wolfishly like she knew where this was going. Whore.
"And he went to go get me some more, because I finished mine." I continued.
"Ooh you slut." Kairi bit.
Hm…not sure how that implies sluttiness, but alright.
I breathed out nervously. "And then Seifer came."
Kairi gasped like I had just said something scandalous. "No."
I rolled my eyes at her dramatics. "Yes. And he started talking about…I don't really remember, but it was really weird." I said sourly.
Kairi's eyebrows furrowed. "I really don't know where this is going…"
"Trust me, neither did I. So basically, he blabbered for a while, and then, for some strange reason, he just…you know…" I trailed off. Kairi's blank face did nothing to justify my explanation.
"No, I…I really don't know…" She drawled dumbly, tracing circles into the wooden frame of the table.
Ugh.
"He…well…" I struggled to grasp the words. Why couldn't I just flat out say it? Get it the fuck over with?
"Well?" Kairi asked impatiently.
"He…well…he kissed me."
"…"
Kairi stared at me, an empty smile stretched across her lips. "What?"
"Come on Kairi, don't make me say it again…" I mumbled, completely embarrassed.
"He what? He kissed you? What the actual fuck? That's fucking disgusting! I'm gonna have to decontaminate you! Oh god, no wonder you were fucking bawling you got your lips raped! Oh my god, I have to kill him! There's no other option-"
"Kairi. You don't have to kill him, that's-"
Kairi gasped. "Oh! You're completely right! Roxas will kill him! Holy shit, does he know?"
I sighed heavily. "Roxas isn't killing anybody, because nobody's telling him. So clamp it!"
"Oh my god, I can't believe that bag of dirtfuck was your first kiss. Gross." Kairi muttered, shaking her head like she could shake off the memory.
"I can't believe you like Sora." I shot back, making the idea of 'Sora' sound as equally morbid as having Seifer as your first kiss.
"Psh. I think you should tell Roxas though." She said, her mind elsewhere as she poofed up her hair obnoxiously to take a picture.
"Are you insane? He'll set Seifer on fire and decorate the school with his ashes!" I exaggerated.
"Maybe, but it's better to tell him sooner than later." Kairi argued. "Do I look hot in this picture?"
She flashed me a blurry-ish seflie of her hair like a fucking mop all over her face and her eyes squinted and her mouth flashing all of her perfectly white teeth.
"You look like you're out to kill the batman." I said stilly. She smiled.
"Perfect!" She exclaimed, her hands flying over what I assumed to be her keyboard.
"And what do you mean 'sooner than later', he's never going to find out. There's no way Seifer would be stupid enough to tell him, and I won't-"
"Au contraire sister dear, it would be Seifer's pleasure to smash that itty bit of information right in Roxas's face." Kairi defended, her eyes never leaving her phone.
"What? That doesn't make any sense, unless Seifer wants to get beat up-"
Kairi tutted. "Oh Namine, poor, innocent Namine, who knows nothing about boys. It isn't about getting beaten up, it's about who got to you first. You're the…prize, so to say." She explained grandly, like she was telling the life story of queen fucking Elizabeth.
And also, what a shitty prize.
"I don't…I don't understand."
Kairi sighed. "You are a piece of work, aren't you? Ok, think about this. Since Roxas liked you first, Seifer wanted you. You know, because Roxas wants you, so Seifer wants to make him mad by having you." She explained fruitlessly. She didn't make it any easier by switching tenses mid sentence.
"Wait…but Seifer doesn't have me…"
"Exactly. But taking your first kiss is parallel to having you." She finished, before giggling maniacally.
"Ok, so you're the yoda of boys, I get it. But…I don't get…it. And why are you laughing?" I asked, getting a bit sick and tired of her complete bullshit.
"Just Sora. I'm sending him weird snapchats. He's so cute and confused." She giggled.
Ugh, great. Kairi's flirting ways were so questionable I'm pretty sure it could be confused for thinly veiled threats.
Poor Sora. She was incredibly cryptic, her flashy pictures ranging from deranged and creepy to half sexual.
"Don't torment the poor boy." I lectured, Kairi still incessantly giggly.
"Aw, but his cute little confused face is what I live for." She pouted, hugging her phone to her chest and squirming.
"Ugh, whatever. Just promise you won't say anything about Seifer." I forced.
"Promise me you'll tell him yourself. As soon as possible." She commanded.
"…Sure."
"Namine…"
"Tch. Maybe." I concluded.
"Yay! Now be a lamb and buy some groceries, hm?"
"Shut up Kairi."
I woke up to the sound of Troy Bolton.
I mean, don't get me wrong, waking up to a beautiful buttery sound like that usually sounds like a dream come true, but not when it's fucking five AM.
"Kairi? Turn off your stupid alarm," I mumbled into my pillow. Who the hell keeps their alarm going over break.
Oh. Fuck. It's Monday.
Dammit!
I rolled off of my bed and thumped onto the floor.
"Kairi…wake up." I moaned, being that she was the one with the phone, and the alarm, and she was the closest to the phone…
"Mmm…get off my back…" Kairi moaned right back.
"Just do it…" I insisted, yanking the covers off my bed to join me on the nice, cozy floo-HOLY FUCK SOMETHING JUST POKED ME SPIDERS! SPIDERS ARE ON MY BACK!
My shrieking and flopping was enough to convince Kairi to shut off her alarm, and subsequently laugh at my predicament.
"HAHAHAHA! YOU IDIOT! It's just an earring!" She struggled to breathe and laugh at the same time.
I stopped screaming and pursed my lips, lifting the stupid earring off of the carpet.
It totally felt like a spider.
"Just get up already, we have that Stats test…" Kairi reminded.
Oh yeah…we do…don't we…
I agreed with her, pretending to sound prepared for the test. Stupid Stats! I already had a C…
My only hope would be that the test would be just easy enough for me to get by with a B-…
"Fuck."
Roxas looked over at me, a similar 'well we're fucked' expression on his face.
"Do you see this? Was this just pulled out of some mathematician's butt and chucked on some printer paper?" I whisper yelled. The teacher was partially deaf anyways, Roxas and I usually engaged in conversations during the test.
"The only fucking thing I know is that we're 20, 000 leagues below screwed." Roxas angrily whispered back.
Dammit…where the hell did this shit come from?
I tried to recall my notes, but the only thing that was popping up right now was ghosts of the ice cream doodles on every corner of my notebook.
Fuck. Fuckity fuck fucker.
Each test question got even fuckitier. Stupiderest. Dumbinistic. You get the idea, and this shit wasn't even near multiple choice.
I could tell that it was about time for the class to end when my eyes felt like they were going to straight up pop out of my skull. I peered over at Roxas, and he was diligently chewing on his pen, just as befuddled as I was.
Great. Now I'm on the same level as him. I'm scraping rock bottom with a sponge.
The bell rang. Fuck. I hadn't even finished.
I folded my test in half shamefully, handing it to Satan I mean the teacher and exiting as quickly as I could.
Well, that's it. That definitely wasn't a test. It was a fuckin' newsletter from Satan saying 'Hey Namine, where the fuck are you? Get back down here!'.
May as well just give up on my education. Maybe get feature on my strange addiction snorting pixie stix.
I couldn't stand the thought of facing Kairi, who was probably going to ask me how the test was, and then ask for details. You see, Kairi was under the semi-impression that I had a half clue of what I was doing.
She overestimated my abilities.
And I overestimated my ability to stretch my motto of 'fake it 'till you make it'.
"Hey!" Roxas called, probably wanting to discuss our McDonald's filled future.
"What." I droned, surprisingly, not in the mood to talk. What else is new.
"You…you failed that too, right? I'm not alone on this one?" He joked.
"What do you think Roxas? Do I look like a happy camper who just passed with flying colors?" I bit out. He laughed. What an ass, does he not realize that this is very, very bad?
"You have a naturally pissed off face, so I wouldn't be able to tell even if you were happy." Roxas pointed out.
"Maybe you just have the natural ability to piss me off." I offered with a shrug.
"Maybe you have a very large stick up your ass." He said cheerfully.
"Ugh. Whatever." I toyed with the whistle Kairi had roped around my neck before we had left for school this morning. She had declared it to be a rape whistle, and if I was ever cornered in a room with Seifer, I was instructed to either blow the whistle, or shove it down his throat. Both options worked fairly well.
"You're especially grumpy. Is it because you were sick at the party?" He asked, an edge of concern biting into his tone.
Oh. I almost forgot that I was still kind of mad at him for the whole Seifer fiasco.
"A little bit." I said softly.
"Oh. I'm sorry, do you…need anything? I have fruit snacks in my bag…" He began blindly digging through his backpack, which was hard because…you know…it was on his back…
Oh yeah. Kairi told him about my stupid disease that makes me Gollum skinny.
"Uh, that's ok." I dismissed, but he didn't stop digging, looking like a world class moron with his hand reached over his bag.
"No, no, I almost got it, just lemme-" He continues his fruitless struggle against the endless depths of his backpack, and I walked into chemistry, knowing that my demise was closer than I would've ever hoped.
"NamineNamineNamineNamineNamineNamine How was the Stats test? Was it hard? What do you need to know?" She shook my shoulders, effectively giving me shaken teenager syndrome, while chanting her questions over and over again.
"It was…alright. Kind of hard." I brushed off her questions with the most vague answer I could think of and sat down.
"Kind of!? What are the hard questions like?" She panicked.
"Uh…they're…hard." I answered truthfully.
"How hard? What lesson are the questions from?"
"Look, Kairi, I'm tired. The test was mentally…draining. Give me a break." I finally said.
"Oh…ok." Kairi said brokenly.
"Hey Namine. How was the Stats test? You just took it, didn't you?" Great. Now Sora's in on it.
"Fine. It was…fine." I echoed. Where the hell did Roxas go? Why does he keep disappearing whenever I need him?
"Hn. You don't look fine." He joked, but he was probably right. I felt like I had done nothing but crystal meth for the last twenty four hours.
"Found them!" Roxas shouted, shoving a fistful of fruit snack bags onto my desk.
"I…Roxas, I'm not hungry." I repeated.
"Nonsense, eat up!" He insisted.
"Roxas, I'm not-"
"I'll just take these," Kairi not-so-subtly slid the fruit snacks off of the desk and into her bag.
After a few minutes of catch up with Sora and Roxas about their vacation, class started. I wish I understood what the fuck the teacher was talking about sometimes. I am literally a total fuckwit when it comes to anything in relation to the periodic table.
"Hey…you didn't tell Roxas yet, did you?" Kairi whispered.
"…No." I whispered back.
"Tick tock Namine, the longer you wait, the worse the repercussions," Kairi scolded.
"What am I supposed to say?! Hey Roxas, remember that time Seifer kissed me? Oh you don't remember? Well now you know." I faked a conversation with Roxas, surprisingly in character.
"Stop being a little bitch and just do it!" She whispered menacingly.
I looked away instead of provoking her. There was no way I was gonna poke her this time.
My next two classes kind of skipped by. I don't even really remember them.
But lunch was upon me, and I actually had a decent one packed. Kairi had ordered some grocery delivery service, and we had food spilling out of our cabinets now.
It should last us the winter, but we can never be sure.
"-And that's why Cas is 100% gay."
Fuck, not this again.
Do you know how difficult it was to listen to Axel and Tidus argue about Supernatural? Every conversation revolved around this one character, Cas, and whether or not he was going to bone Dan, or whatever his name was.
"No way dude! What Dean and Cas feel is totally platonic."
Axel scoffed and took a shot of his chocolate milk.
"Please. If I've ever seen a man in love, it's Cas." Axel said in all seriousness.
"What the hell would you know about a man who's in love!?" Tidus asked, a question I would've liked to have asked myself.
"I've watched every season of the bachelor since birth. I know when a guy is in love." Axel explained.
"Ooh!" Kairi jumped into the conversation with eyes wide. "Who do you think Chris is going to pick?! I;m thinking Brit, but he does have a huge soft spot for Whitney and Katlyn…"
Axel took a break to chew and ponder kairi's question.
"Definitely Whitney. Did you see their chemistry at the wedding? Total no-brainer." Axel added.
"Could you stop embarrassing yourself for five seconds?" Neku asked, although we all knew the answer was definitely no.
"Be nice," Shiki voiced sharply. He rolled his eyes, but obeyed.
"Hey Namine, I forgot to ask, did you review your lines this weekend?" Sora asked.
"A little." I said. I had a lot of lines in that stupid play, there was no way I'd be able to memorize them, ever.
"I'm soooo excited, especially for our scene together Namine…" Kairi wiggled her eyebrows and winked.
Oh god. No. My death…it's coming…
"Oh. Weird. Isn't that the scene where-"
"Please don't finish that sentence." I requested. For once, Roxas listened to me and shut his trap.
Sora started laughing uncontrollably, remembering the scene we were referring to and I about died on the spot.
"Just don't…remind me." I groaned, my lunch suddenly beyond unappealing.
"Fine, fine…but you can only avoid it for so long babe." Kairi cheerfully reminisced.
Thanks Kairi, but I'll avoid it as long as I fucking well want to.
English was next. Gross.
I think Xion's grown to tolerate me. There haven't been very many recent disasters, and she didn't really glare anymore…she did stare, but not so much glare.
I'm considering this a win.
At least I did consider it a win, until English ended and I got a good sucker punch of reality to my stomach.
"Hey…Namine…" She said, her tone inidentifiable as the classroom empty.
"Hey…?" I wondered aloud.
"Look. I get it, you like Roxas. I'm doing the right thing here, and telling you to give up. He's out of your league…like way out of your league." She said lowly like she was doing me a favor.
"Good to know." I said blandly.
She looked…disappointed by my reaction.
"I mean, I don't want you to get your heart broken…as a fellow girl I understand…" She held a hand over her heart theatrically.
Do I live in a fucking soap opera? Why is this happening.
"Goodbye Xion." I said.
I could hear the click of her jaw as she clenched it. What was she expecting? A hissy fit/
"Uh…wait!"
I stopped for the final time, for the simple oddity of humoring her.
"You know, you should see a therapist…if you really want to be skinny, you shouldn't take the easy way out.' She brushed past me and I sighed.
We're back on bulimia. Great. That's…just what I needed.
I was a little bit late to art. Oh well, it's not like anyone missed me.
"Namine! Help!"
…Or maybe not.
Roxas had a hand firmly slapped over his eyes, and a paint brush in his hand, dripping color all over the table.
"What…are you doing?"
"I'm trying to paint! It's not…working!" He shouted exasperatedly.
I sighed and sat down across from him. It must've been a freestyle day.
"Fisrt of all, take your hand off of your eyes, idiot." I instructed.
He listened and saw that his paint brush had never once touched the paper.
"And then paint." I said with a cheeky grin. I didn't have the time or patience to teach him to be artsy.
"But it's so hard!" He relented, splashing his brush all over the page messily.
"Roxas, there are literally two steps. One: get paint on brush. Two: paint. Done!" I summarized, tracing the cone of the ice cream I was about to paint.
So I like to draw ice cream.
"But…what am I supposed to paint?" he sputtered, like I had just demanded he kill the entire class.
"Paint an egg." I said with a sly little smile.
"…Ok…hey…wait a second…aren't eggs white?" He asked.
"Sometimes." I giggled. Maybe he could paint an easter egg.
"Oh yeah? I'll show you, wench. I'll paint the best egg this world has ever seen!" He began painting furiously, shielding his work like I was going to copy whatever magical egg he was going to scribble.
Oh yeah Xion. Out of my league. You picked a real winner.
"Dammit!"
Ugh. This was going to be an irregularly long class period.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Language, Roxas."
"What, do you want me to speak in Spanish! Hola, como estas!"
"You just said 'hello how are you'."
"I know that!"
"Roxas, do everyone a favor and just stop talking and paint your egg." I scolded.
"I'll paint my egg. I'll paint it real good." He whispered, like a maniac on law and order.
"Just shut up." I suggested.
When he finished his egg, I was surprised that he painted a watermelon. And when I asked him why he painted a watermelon and not an egg he got offended. How was I supposed to know that wasn't a watermelon? It had stripes and everything!
"Those are decorative stripes!" Roxas defended, holding his picture close to his chest.
"Roxas there's a watermelon on your shirt."
He looked down to see the green circle imprinted in his T-shirt, a product of holding the art too tightly.
"It's not a watermelon!" He said hotly.
"That's really not the issue here Roxas." I said flatly.
"Rude!" He accused, before stalking off to the sink to try and wash the watermelon off his shirt.
I giggled incessantly at his sink antics, he obviously had no idea what to do. He squirted some soap on his shirt and began experimentally splashing water on it, like it might miraculously disappear because of it.
Dork.
"Stop laughing and come help me!" he yelled, green watermelon still very, very present.
"Fine, fine," I set my painting on the drying rack so I could assist Roxas.
"What are you doing!" I demanded to know, seeing that he had begun rubbing it into the fabric.
"Gimme that!" I tugged at the shirt and he teetered forwards.
"Hey! Whoa, relax Namine if you want my shirt off, then just-"
"Don't finish that sentence, goob! This paint is latex-based, you're pretty much screwed. Rubbing it around won't do you any good." I told him.
"Aw. I kinda liked this shirt." He lamented.
"Do you have an extra shirt?" I asked.
"Why would you want my shirt?"
"Idiot! For you!"
"Oh. Yeah, in my gym locker."
My face brightened. "Oh. We have that next. Guess you lucked out."
"I dunno. I think I can pull this off. What do you think?" He struck a dramatic pose.
"I think you've seen better days."
"Tch. So rude."
"Maybe."
"And jealous."
"Definitely." I said sarcastically.
"Want an egg on your shirt too?' He asked brightly, grabbing the nearest paint brush and readying himself to make my shirt abstract.
"No way!" I slapped a hand over my chest, but ended up slapping my whistle instead.
"Hey Namine, why do you have a whistle?" he asked, confused.
Uhhhhhhhhh…
"The bell's ringing!" I said, hastily running back to my bag and heading out for gym class.
"Namineeee! Wait for me! You're my only friend!" Roxas wailed theatrically.
I didn't wait, but I significantly slowed down. Slow enough for him to catch up to me.
His hand snapped in front of me and grabbed the whistle.
"What're you-"
"What's this for?" He examined the whistle questioningly.
"For…science." I said vaguely.
"Don't be an asshole." He chided, but refused to let go of the whistle, making it awkward to walk down the stairs, seeing as it was still looped around my neck.
"Is this like…a fashion statement?" He inquired curiously.
"Yup. I'm bringing whistles back." I mumbled crisply.
"Huh." He said , unconvinced, but still dropped the stupid whistle.
"See you in gym," I said, steering away from Roxas and into the girl's locker room.
"Yuh huh."
The second I walked into the locker room, of course, I was welcomed by Kairi screaming.
"I'M GONNA FAAAAIIILLL THAT TEST WAS SO HARD I'M GONNA SUE THE WHOLE SCHOOL THEN LIGHT MYSELF ON FIRE!"
Huh. Guess Roxas and I weren't the only ones who thought the test was satanic.
She turned to me and glared.
"Namine! You lied to me! The Stats test was beyond haaarrddd I'mdeadI'mdeadI'mdead!" She cried, sobbing into her gym shorts pathetically.
"Well…maybe he'll curb it if we all fail." I comforted. If Kairi thought she failed, maybe I'd still have a shot at a D…
Kairi said nothing, only cried dramatically. Tch. I can't believe I got the lead in the play. And I'm fucking terrible at acting, singing, and performing in general.
"What are we doing in gym today, anyways?" This girl, Yuna, I think, asked. She had become pretty fast friends with Kairi, and she was nice enough, I guess.
"Mmm…I think it was…soccer?"
Ugh…no…I hate everything about soccer. Mostly because it involves shin hacking, and if my shin takes one more hacking it'll probably just snap in half.
My only hope was that I could get on a team with Sora and hide behind him for the whole game.
"Goody! I love to kick people!" Kairi exclaimed, no longer crying, or showing any signs of ever being sad, ever.
I put on my gym clothes and followed Kairi and her friends to the gym.
Then I saw him.
I had completely forgotten that he was in this class.
In fact, I forgot that he even existed.
My hands flew to my whistle and I tucked it in between my barely boobs. Better safe than sorry.
The goals were set up for soccer, for some reason it was inside today. Oh well. Not like I was complaining, the sunlight outside might spontaneously light me on fire.
I saw Xion out of the corner of my eye staring at me. Not glaring, just…staring. Like she was one of the twins in the fucking shining.
She started walking towards me, and I mentally punched myself in the face. This was going to be fun.
She didn't stop walking when she was next to me, just came up, and real quietly, said some words that she knew would piss me off.
"Hey Namine…did you lose weight?"
And she was gone.
Hey Xion did you lose weight? Of course not. You probably weigh ten times the amount of a normal human, considering all that eyeliner. You are not in a band.
I could tell my face must've been twisted, because Roxas mirrored my bitch face from across the gym.
He's such a dweeb. How am I friends with him?
"Namine, you should be on my soccer team…we'll crush everyone! They'll never rise from the ashes of their shame!" She cackled, obviously not realizing that I was infinitely bad at all sports.
"Sure." I breathed out.
The gym teacher (whose shorts revealed a little too much of the male anatomy) strolled in and started splitting us up into four teams. Two teams played on one side of the gym, and two teams played on the other side.
I totally lucked out. I got put on the stacked team (probably because I'm a major-ass weak link) but I had both Sora and Roxas on my team. Kairi got put on another team, but oh well.
I spent the majority of the game slinking in between players, but not doing much of anything else. It didn't matter if I contributed or not anyways, we were already winning by like seventeen points (goals?).
Since we were winning by so much, Sora and Roxas took this time to look like idiots and try and pull cool soccer tricks (ie. Hitting it with their heads, punting it across the gym, trying to hit kids in the face, successfully…)
"Hey Namine, doing a pretty good job of going ghost," Roxas commented, spiriting around me with the ball tauntingly.
"Roxas! Stop flirting and shoot already!" Sora's voice echoed fro across the gym. Roxas saluted him with two fingers and kicked it as hard as he could, not resulting in a goal, but a screaming goalie who now had injured testicles.
I looked over at Seifer secretly, remembering my own shot to his groin. Haha. Asshole. I hope he's sterile now.
"Damn, missed." Roxas snapped his fingers.
"By a lot." I added, although it probably would've made the goal if the goalie hadn't been there.
"Like you can talk miss 'I'm gonna hide until the game is over'." He mocked.
"Oh please, you know the best thing I can do in this game is trip someone with my dead body." I countered. He laughed, probably because he knew it was true.
I managed to avoid the ball (or go the cheap way and hide behind Sora) for the rest of the first game. Finally, gym was over and it was the last period of the day.
But ew, drama…
I gave myself a mental high five for avoiding Seifer for the whole class. For once, I was a success!
This is a rare thing, trust me.
"Hey Kairi, did you remember your script?" Sora asked. He probably forgot his again. Or, like me, tried to burn it. (they're fireproof, in case you were wondering)
"Yup. Nam…do you know what scene we're doing today?" She asked suggestively.
Dear lord, not today.
"I'll give you a hint, it's at the end of act 1~~~"
Nope. Nope. Not today. I'm done. I'm finished.
"You guessed it!" Kairi said, even though I had made no guesses.
"LET YOURSELF GOOOOOOO~" Kairi sang, as loud as she possibly could.
Explanation time.
In the play, my character, Natalie, falls in love with Roxas's character (ew) Chad, but Chad is in love with Sandra, Kairi's character. So, in order to get his attention, Natalie cross dresses (I'm super excited for this to happen…)(and also, if you cross dress and attract a guy's attention, that's bad. For you, at least.) and befriends Chad. As a favor to Chad, Natalie, cross dressed as Ed. Delivers a sonnet written by Dennis, Sora's character, (I know it's confusing, but bear with me) but when Ed delivers the sonnet, Sandra falls in love with Ed.
That's right folks. Kairi gets to fall in love with a cross-dressed me.
Fuck.
And then, to make matters much, much worse…
Kairi sings a song that's basically saying come fuck me, to me.
What the actual fuck was the drama teacher thinking? Twincest? Because no way in fuck.
And apparently, that's what we have to practice today.
Pour acid down my throat.
Kairi looked over at me, her expression changed.
"Say Namine, have you told Roxas about that thing?" She hinted.
"Er…not yet." I whispered.
She rolled her eyes and dragged me closer to Sora and Roxas.
"What are you guys talking about?" She interrupted.
"Uh…hockey." Sora said.
"Oh, that's great! Speaking of hockey, do you remember my party last week? Yeah! What a nice conversation starter, Sora come with me." Kairi butted in, before towing Sora away.
Roxas looked at me curiously. "What's she talking about?"
Ugh. May as well get this over with. The last thing I want is Kairi to be the one to tell him, or, even worse, Seifer.
"Uh…yeah. The party." I felt my face heat up and I mentally beat the crap out of myself.
"What's wrong?" He questioned.
"Uh…the party…" I repeated, unsure of what to say next.
"The party…" He echoed, motioning for me to continue.
"So…remember when you went to get more pepsi? Yeah, uh huh…then I ran into…" I pretty much tripped and fell flat on my ass over every word.
His face was blank, but his eyes were…confused? Scared? Bored? I couldn't quite tell.
"I ran into…Seifer."
His face changed dramatically.
"Oh fuck. What the hell did he say to you?"
"Ehhh…" I glanced at my whistle, then back at Roxas. "More like what he…did to me…"
Roxas's lips parted in realization just as the class phone rang. It was a cord phone. Did not know those still existed.
"Helloooooooooh~" Kairi answered the phone after knocking over a cup of coffee and three folders. Her brow furrowed in confusion.
"…May I ask as to why?" She asked, twirling the cord with her finger like she did with her hair when she was nervous.
"Uh…alright…" she hung up and looked over at me.
"I guess you're leaving school right now…" She spoke slowly, like she herself couldn't quite comprehend it either.
Huh. That was pretty decent timing.
Roxas, his mouth still agape, tried to stop me from leaving, probably to give me a Seifer is bad lecture, but I pulled away and grabbed my bag.
"Uh…bye…I guess." I said to Kairi, who looked confused and depressed.
"Bye…"
I shut the door to the drama room and hiked up the stairs. Who the hell was taking me home right now? Mom was on another business trip, I don't recall having any sort of appointments…
Ok, now that I think about it some more…this is really creepy. I may be missing drama, and a Roxas spiel, but what if I was being kidnapped?
Who the fuck would want to kidnap me? I'm a huge loser.
The front office was drawing closer. Could it be a surprise visit from our Aunt? No…then she would've called Kairi too…
This was so strange. Who would call me up, but not Kairi?
My mind whirred like a fractured machine until I saw who it was that was taking me home.
My jaw dropped obnoxiously and I sort of stared at him for the longest time.
He finally spoke, a soft, memorable chuckle on his lips.
"Aren't you gonna hug your dad Namine?"
ew, horrible cliff hangers, gross.
I literally would've finished this yesterday if it wasn't for the damn baby crying every five seconds and my 0.01 hours of sleep and child abuse and my three cups of coffee and I cant see colors and im having techni cal difficulties.
Also, double apologies bc ive been comoletely avoiding this account because of a fight that sort of conspired a few weeks ago…so yeah. That's my excuse, whats yours?
P13YoLoCrazFan: I understand the agony that is waiting for a fic to update its very alright. thank you so much for reviewing, and im sorry thi chapter sux but I had like fifteen minutes to finish it bc the baby fell asleep x_x
Baka Kami-sama: nobody likes seifer, you are not alone
Arc of Carona: I forgot why u are apologizing but I forgive you bunny
MasterKaze: thank you! namine's bitchiness is fun to write. sorry this is v late and v bad ill just go throW myself in the trash can
laindessiel: heres the chapteerrr sorry for the wait an thank you for reviewing! (lol im gonna write a shiki centric chapter soon)
BlissfulNightRain: secret time: ive never read that story. everybody's like its so good! and I want to read it but I just n e ve r r MEMBER ITS UGH im so tired rn pEPSI IS THE BEST LIKE NO COKE IS GROSS PEPSI WIINNSSS
The ninja of anime3: svabgmi thnk you!
WitsWithMe: thank you that's so nice especially si ncce im trAsh u are fabulous im gonna stop typing before I type something really stupid bananas
FromSoraXWithLove: there are one liners in this story!? and they made you laugh?! I thought I was just a loser ok thank you! im glad u could laugh bc when I read this all I do is cry bc is garbage thank you again! you are a lot cooler than me
bubblegumbxtch: no im garbage just stay there being pretty k
bubblegumbxtch: haha lol seifer x xion crackship I could do that...
Guest: Hmm...im not really into love triangles, itll mostly just be namine being confused, seifer being creepy and roxas being angry. if you consider that a love triangle, then...I guess so.
Kh 4: haha. family biscuit. ur a lot funnier than me wanna write this story for me?
Guest: (Twenty-Twenty-One) thank you very much! I do not think im funny, but its nie to hear it from ppl like u!
SummonerDagger88: Wow, that means a lot. I was 99% positive that I just sounded like an idiot this whole story lol. thank you so much!
im gonna take a nap and then drink eight more cups of coffee ok then get married to xion bye