Wow got this chapter down pretty quick for my normal standards owo You should be happy XD

Anywho, the first small paragraph is Sora's POV but after that it'll change back to Roxas again. Oh and in case you were wondering about the chapter titles they will all fit together into a little poem. Please enjoy.

Out of all the people who were shocked to see him the day that he walked in my little drama queen brother was the most awe-stricken. The guy had bright red hair that stuck out on his scalp like needles. His eyes were green little dots that just screamed doom. Even our crazed sadist teacher didn't have eyes quite like his. Of course his eyes wouldn't scare little children away or haunt you in your deepest nightmares.

He introduced himself as Axel Namouti.

"Alright, tell us about yourself in exactly one word," Larxene scowled at Axel, wagging her finger demandingly. "Anymore than that and you will get detention."

I stared at him a bit longer. He put a hand on his chin, diving into thought about how to describe himself in a limited word. I'm just glad I wasn't new when Larxene was our teacher. It would take forever for me to think of one word that I can describe myself in. Anyways, this is Axel. If I had to describe him in one word it would be plain and simple. Crazed. The guy is full of more clichés and tricks than Demyx. If you have more clichés and tricks then Demyx then you must be something special. Of course I didn't know that at the time, so I probably would have described him as weirdo.

After thinking for a minute, Larxene had enough at glaring spitefully at Axel and snarled. "Look kid, there are more then ten thousand words in the English dictionary. Pick one and sit your ass down."

Axel just snickered a bit at her reaction. Just by looking at him I knew he was the type to look for trouble. With a cocky smile he stared at all of us in the classroom and finally met Larxene's requests.

"Fire."

Ah, lunch time. Freedom from the colorful bunch of people known as our teachers. They all have insane methods of teaching but they all share one thing in common. All of them love to see us squirm. Adding to my theory that they give us a surplus of tests and projects for their menacing enjoyment.

I go over to our lunch table, near the middle of the room. By 'our' lunch room I mean Sora, Namine, Olette, Hayner, Pence and my table. We all sit with each other, but I'm a new addition since I just came here in September. Everyone got use to me quick except for Hayner. Now we're best friends. Our table is also the meeting place of the secret W.H.S Club. Standing for of course: We Hate Seifer Club.

"Did you see that new kid in our English class?" Pence started up, taking a bite of his radioactive school lunch.

"New kid?" Olette and Hayner asked in unison. They weren't in our English class, which would explain to you why Seifer was always so bored in it. Hayner and Seifer were mortal enemies, both inside and outside of the school walls. The two knew each other since second grade and they never agreed on anything that the other did.

"His name is Axel," Namine started, tapping her white mechanical pencil on the red round table. "You can't miss him. Bright red hair, tattoos under his eyes."

"Oh, yea him," Olette started, twirling a strand of her brown hair, "he's in our Physics class. Didn't give us an introduction though."

"Well Xigbar was never really cared for introductions," Hayner shrugged back, taking a bite of a piece of onion in his salad.

"Psycho asked him to describe himself in one word," I muttered, looking down at a World History worksheet that I had due for homework today after lunch. Children do yourself a favor in high school. Leave the homework that you have after your lunch periods for the lunch periods. It saves a lot more time for videogames and television in the evening.

"What word was it?" Hayner asked, a bored eyebrow perking up in confusion.

"Fire," Sora chuckled amusingly, taking a bite from his fifth turkey sandwich (the guy has an appetite fit for a lion). Olette made a small giggle in reply but Hayner wasn't amused.

"Just what this dead-beat school needs. Another mad man. Only this one is a pyromaniac. That makes everything better of course," he replied sarcastically, plopping his head onto the red table.

"What makes you think he's a pyromaniac?" Namine asked in confusion, raising her eyes from her tapping pencil to Hayner.

"The word fire, Namine. What do you think comes to mind when you think of guy with 'bright red hair' describing himself with the word fire?" He drolly stated, scratching the back of his ear.

"You're being way too judgmental, Hay-" Namine said, but was put to a halt with a bang of a palm on our table right by her. It was Seifer and his gang of bastards.

"You could have waked me up, y'know?" Seifer growled furiously and rudely at Namine. She looked down at his hard hand smacked on the table up to his cold face. Not something that could scare children like Larxene's eyes, but it had intimidated more than enough people to stray from his path.

"Don't blame her," Sora started, glaring at Seifer with his darker blue eyes. His attempt at glaring was worse than mine and he mocks me! "Larxene stopped her from waking you. Besides, it serves you right for falling asleep in the first place," he scowled at the blonde.

Now he was pissed. Seifer glared coldly at him, a clear death intent located in his eyes. Hayner scoffed sounds of pity in it. That 'jackass formally known as Seifer' darted his eyes at Hayner, aiming his death intent on the dirty blonde boy. "What you have to scoff about, Hayner?" He scowled at the commando wearing boy. I knew where this was heading to. Frankly I didn't like it one bit.

"Who me?" Hayner asked with remarking sarcasm in his voice again. "I'm just looking down upon a scum who has an ego big enough to pick on probably the only girl that would ever be nice enough to talk to him like a normal human being."

Seifer's eyes grew with even more intense rage then usual. I felt a need as Hayner's friend who doesn't want to see him in the hospital with a broken arm to intervene, before any tension between the two rivals increased. "Now just calm down you two," I started, putting a hand on Hayner's scrawny shoulder. Whether Hayner realized or not he was not physically fit. Him fighting Seifer hand to hand would be like a kitten, fighting a ravenous, rabies-infected bull dog. An obvious conclusion.

Seifer decided to be more of an ass than usual and crack a mocking laugh at my concern. "You should listen to Roxy here, Hayner," he stopped with a small pause looking over at me and then back at Hayner, "he seems to be a lot smarter than you."

My ear was then infected by the sound of teeth grinding. The dentist told Hayner to stop doing that, but the guy never liked his dentist. I frowned a bit, knowing he was annoyed. Not at Seifer's cocky attitude but more likely for me sticking up for him. Hayner had more pride than Luxord had theories about why England is better than America in everyway possible. Worse part is that he knows it.

"Just back off, asshole," I snarled at Seifer, putting both my hands on the table and making another attempt to glare at him from across the table. Screw Hayner's pride, Seifer was a jackass. And nobody calls me 'Roxy' and gets away with it.

You know how it feels when everyone wants something and you have to draw straws. You usually want the shorter end of the straw, since that's how most people play it. Right now though I think in this drawing I got the shortest end of the stick, and I'm not too ecstatic about it.

Right now I'm across the street from our high school. Apparently Seifer had managed to chase me out of the cafeteria, out of the school building and we were now in the deserted park outside our school. I call it deserted because that's what it is. No children ever come around here anymore. Most of the high schoolers come around sometimes and maybe some parents with little infants, but that's all. I don't blame them. Twilight Town has a few more parks that look much nicer and presentable.

Surprisingly I was much faster than him. What sucked was that he had much more stamina. Soon enough he would catch me and then what? I wouldn't be surprised if he decided to commit first degree manslaughter on me. Looking back I could see Seifer gaining up on me and from afar distance I could see Sora and Hayner, rushing into the park. At least Seifer wouldn't be able to kill me now with witnesses.

I quickly turned a corner, hoping to loose him in the rusty ruins of what used to be a jungle gym. The place seemed bigger now that it was both deserted and becoming a rust heap. Why don't they just close this place down? Damn government. I quickly looked around the spacious rust park, hoping to find a place that would not only hide me but would also not cut me up. It was remotely hopeless to find a place like that, and Seifer was catching up.

Next thing I knew my arm was grabbed and I was being pulled to the far left of the dead park. My eyes jolted to the person who had grabbed my arm but it wasn't Seifer. It was some guy, wearing a black hoodie over his head. His arms seemed pretty scrawny, but he was able to pull me with ease. My head was starting to spin as he pulled me deeper into the rusted playground. I think I pricked my skin a bit from the plants around us. The playground was stupidly put near a small forest that led into a brook. Our governor must have been on ecstasy or something to be stupid enough to put a park filled with little fleshy children next to a deep forest probably filled with wild animals.

He then sled to a halt and he placed me behind a giant tree trunk. Before I could hit him and ask him what the hell he was doing he put a gloved finger to my lips. Why was he wearing gloves in spring? He quickly took it off my chapped lips and walked out into the open. Was he going to try and take Seifer on alone?

"Hey you, did you see a puny blonde haired kid run through here?" I am not puny! Had to resist the urge to go out and kick Seifer in the shin. I probably wouldn't be able to anyways.

"Yea," started a second voice. I assumed it was the voice of my savior. "He went that way," he continued, pointing in another direction I assumed.

At the end of his sentence I heard sneakers clapping on the stone pavement of the park. As they continued they started to echo louder and then softer. A couple minutes of anxiety boiling through my veins the echoing seized entirely and the stranger came back around the tree. "It's safe now."

I took a small gulp of dry saliva and started to pant like a dog on a hot summer day. Except my tongue wasn't out of my mouth. Sweat ran down my skin gently and my peripheral vision watched the hooded man walk away from the scene. I shot my head up and slowly turned around the tree, watching him walk back into the park. My throat became a bit rasped so I didn't say anything but just as he was reading my mind he twisted his head back to my pathetic view and chuckled.

"Lunch is going to be over in 5 minutes, so I suggest you get going back too."

Lunch was going to be over. Did I really run from Seifer for over 30 minutes? Oh crap. I didn't finish Luxord's World History worksheet!

"Looks like I finally got you, kid," Luxord chuckle delightfully as he stared at the top of my blonde spikes. My face was currently watching my wooden desk. I knew he was smirking at my failure, but I didn't want to give his smirk recognition of existence. "I know you haven't been doing your homework at home, but never had any proof. Now here it is. You don't know how many months I've waited to catch you without homework."

Damn Luxord. Damn History. This public taunting has just shot him up to my second hated teacher on my top '10 most hated teachers'; right below Larxene. I grumbled an indistinguishable curse onto of the desk and groaned. Now not only he was going to give me detention he was going to call up my mom and tell her that I haven't been doing my World History homework. I feel sick.

"Cheer up, Roxas," Sora said in a nervous yet utterly cheery voice. His lips said 'cheer up' but his mind was probably processing 'sucks for you'. I'm just lucky Seifer wasn't in my World History class otherwise I would have him glaring at me, formulating a horrid plan to kill me after school. He was probably doing that right now, but without the comfort of knowing he's psyching me out.

I lifted my head up enough so that my eyes were now viewing Luxord as he wrote some assignment on the chalkboard. Normally I would have groaned in both annoyance and stress but I was still tired from being chased over half a block by Seifer. Who was the guy that saved me though? I shut my eyes tight, trying to gain thought process back.

"Wake up, Roxas. Or I'll tell your mum that you were sleeping in class like the lazy bastard you are too."

Well at least he told me to wake up as nice as he humanly could. Larxene would have just screamed in my ear or bang my head with a text book. Teachers are out to get us.

All done D Slightly over the number of words for the last chapter. Lots more dialog too Review as always for your reviews make me smile 8D

What do you think is the most likely thing to happen in the next chapter of these three things:

Seifer becomes less of an asshole?

Axel and Roxas kiss?

Larxene and Axel get into a fight?

The answer in the next chapter ;D