A/N: I am totally out of inspiration lately and this has lagged waaaay too much. Get some reviews in here people. I'm sure that would help me pop these chapters out quicker! ^_~

Oh and don't take anything personally in this fic. I mean, I am a huge drama geek. Oh yes and more swearing. But we have profanity everywhere so.

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He tried all he could to fake some sort of illness or forge a death, but he successfully failed all attempts to do so. He was forced to go to school that day, his optics scowling any of the students who happened to be heading up the same set of spiraling stairs to the schools second floor. Every slight creak of the metal railing made him regret associating with that group of people he called friends.

His icy green eyes shot daggers into his new schedule, the replaced team sports line reading exactly these indisposed words: "Shakespeare Appreciation, Floor 2, Room 122". He could feel himself gag as he watched the plated numbers grow higher. 110. 112. Ah yes, all even numbers on this end, but maybe, if he was lucky, the room would have just magically perished into a big black pit of despair.

He stopped dead in his tracks, eyeing what seemed to be the tallest door in the hallway.

Nope. Still there.

Riku's hand cautiously made its way to the door knob. Oh please, let this be a dream. Let me wake up from this contemporary nightma- Another hand seemed to have shot passed his, the queasy eyes now only catching a small glimpse of brunette spiky locks of hair bouncing up and down along with the strange scent of vanilla mixed with ones own scent. The new 'classmate' seemed to be very excited about this dire classroom. Oh great, he had to of been stuck in a classroom full of hyperactive, homosexual, 'Shakespearians' as they would call it. Hey, he tried to look on the brightside of maybe finding some hot geeky chick. Yeah he could work with that. Definitely could work with that. Maybe she could read him some weird form of poetry or- The bell had interrupted his train of thought, causing him to throw himself into the classroom as quickly as possible.

"Shit." All eyes were on the new student. Riku acted casual and gave everyone a wave, and a stupid grin was pasted on his lips.

Oh yeah, he was the coolest guy in this room.

His eyes shifted around the room for a seat, only to find one open one next to what seemed to look like the bouncy brunette from earlier. His hand gripped tighter onto the shoulder strap of his bag and he shuffled his way over to the seat, plopping down onto it violently. The metal chair gave a slight cracking noise and he tossed his bag into the middle of the hallway and onto the high-heeled shoes that stood beside him.

The woman glanced down at her new drama student, her rosy red lips turning upward into a warm welcoming smile. She made her way to the front of the room, heels clicking onto the tiled white floor. Her lips parted as she set down her book, readying herself for the introduction of the new student.

I bet something dramatic is gonna come out of her mouth.

Riku snickered as she began to speak, her voice loud and booming, just as he expected. "Actors, we have a new person to add to our troupe!" Slowly, Riku sank back into his seat, trying to make it a little less obvious now. The woman pointed over at the melting pool, raising her voice once again. "This is Riku Carter! He just came to us in search of a new beginning!" Oh he hated her already. "And Mr. Carter, I am your new mentor, Ms. Edna. Ms. Haley Edna." Slap me. Slap me now please. Okay, water. A bucket of ice water. Pour it all over me and get me out of this hell hole!

A silent snicker. Whoever did it, Riku would find them and beat the…. Oh. Him? That boy from earlier? Was it him. Slowly Riku's eyes trailed their way over to the oceanic blue ones starring directly at him. The fuck is he starring at? That smile had made Riku's insides turn and he forced his glance elsewhere. What a strange girl…guy… whatever he was? He looked pretty feminine, but he was sure he was a he. Right?

Oh this was going to be a long forty-five minutes.

"I'm Sora." Oh he spoke. Riku tensed up, pretending he had been completely invisible to any drama nerd that had been starring at him. I mean why were they starring at him anyway? Sure they were pretty funky looking themselves, or maybe it was his good looks. Hah, yeah that was it; he was just so radiant, that no one could turn their curious eyes away…

"I'm Sora…? You are?" Oh he's not going away is he? Riku faced the brunette once again, cocking a brow and tilting his head slightly to the side. "Sora? That's weird. I'm Riku…"

He figured he'd attempt to be friendly, that was all he could be for now. Only for now that was. A glance away and then back. He was STILL starring at him. Sora froze and then glanced away quickly, blinking and feeling a slight crash of childish fear.

There was something about this new kid. Something was warning him to move away, or get closer…

A/N: Yup. You love Riku and you know it.