A.N.

Hi sorry I've been hiding out in random places a lot. I'm going to try to find out what words I still have to play around with in these drabbles. But until then I have a lot of unfinished ones I should revisit but I'm going to try and mess with my pass works and be here more.

Thank you all that have reviewed in the pass and have read my works. Let's hope for a nice year yes :3

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I'm sitting-just sitting with my back up against the wall. And I seem to be staring, at nothing yet everything as I finger the soft padded areas of my headphones. Quickly I place them over my ears to make the noise of the numerous people around me ebb as I concentrate on the songs buzzing through.

A stumble, a trip even a fall might happen so I keep my feet tucked in on myself my arms loosely over them, at my chest. Beautiful…yet ugly how I can be so over looked and yet when I'm needed I am not. That's just fine, I'm coasting by great while my life may slowly plummet.

And friends, oh boy what are friends? I have none, and why would I? They always take and never give. A hindrance to have them than not to have any like I do. Although…it's nice to know that there might be another person out there just like me.

My right hand comes over and rubs at the yellow wrist band that covers my other arm. I hate this loneliness; it kills me slowly each day. Will anybody help? No that's the answer to everything. A big fat stinking no.

A hush like sigh comes from my mouth as I see all the other people, preps and all, walking out of the room and onto the next. Just 356 days in a year…how would you use them? None too wisely I suppose, heck neither will I. We are all like cattle in this system, 12 plus years and then boom it's done but it's not. It never…will be will it?

Gripping at my headphones I pull them down around my neck as so not to get in trouble. I don't see why I would since I am one of the unseen, but I like following the rules, they are there for a reason.

I'm pushed against the walls, a hand pushing my face into the wall making tears come at my eyes as the hand the gripes at my hair pulls. Chuckling reaches my uncovered ears, and I'm let go, standing there as the bell rings. I think their hand got my arm; bruises will be more noticeable more so tomorrow than today. Long sleeves will be a must even if nobody will be looking.

The teacher doesn't even turn their head as I come in so I take my regular sit in the back but it's occupied by a new student.

New, defiantly new in the game of school. Green around the gills you could say. I keep moving past him, and sit against the wall, more stable, defiantly more stable. My hands wring together, and I watch the lesson but finally decide to draw something. I want to draw him. He…doesn't look that bad but it's better to judge somebody by their actions and not looks.

The gentle curve of his chin, the slightly curling pale blonde hair against the nap of his neck, and I'm lost. A whole hour passes by before I notice it is over. He's still there and has a note in his hand. Giving it to me he waits for me to open it before grabbing my drawing and looking at it.

I make a grab for it but I stop and realize since it was of him I might as well. He's a nobody, I'm a nobody, not seen by others. The note is neatly folded all around the edges in the form of a cool looking square. Origami, I suppose very neat.

Giggles come from his mouth so quiet and I look up from trying to undo the note and look at him. "You draw very well, this cat looks so realistic." And I see the hints of a smirk appearing.

"Thanks." I want to stop this blush coming over my face so I just grab his sleeve and move forward not even looking at the note, but I bet it was all okay from the feelings I'm receiving from him.

Lunch I think it is-too packed, and the library is the better place to be. Surrounded with books, knowledge that's human's best feature, I believe.

"I'm Joshua Kiryu by the way."

Looking at him I see that he is pretty close, enough that I can see that his eyes are purple. "Neku…Neku Sakuraba."

"Well it's very nice to meet you, let's hope for a nice year right?" A giggle comes from his mouth, as he looks at me. Slight nod is all he gets though, as I muse around in my head. Maybe this year could be different. Maybe I might even start to like school some.