I sat next to Axel, who started the bonfire beautifully, with a bag of marshmallows and a few wooden skewers in hand. We passed the skewers around as well as the marshmallows. I stabbed my marshmallow and attempted to roast it. Axel just burned his marshmallow and decided to find more things to burn.

Larxene was telling a ghost story when Axel came back.

"Hey, Demyx. What's going on?" Axel asked as he took his seat next to me and chucked a piece of wood into the fire.

I shrugged and looked at my marshmallow as it slowly turned golden brown. "Larxene's telling a ghost story."

"'Where's my uvula?' said the witch" Larxene narrated with an eerie voice. (1)

I never get scared...well, okay. maybe not NEVER but rarely. NO offense to Larxene's story telling skills but I was getting bored. I ate my marshmallow, savoring its sweet sugary goodness and stood up.

"What's a matter, Demmy? Scared?" Larxene asked and there were a few giggles from the girls and one of the guys shouted, "DEMYX IS A SCARDY CAT."

I shook my head. "I'm just gonna to the shore." I said pointing at the shore with my thumb then started walking. I pulled my iPod out of my messenger bag and put it on.

On the way to the shore, I looked for some flat rocks to throw into the water. The bonfires light was dimming as i walked away from the group. I heard a scream from them, assuming the cause was Larxene's story.

When I got to shore, I started making the rocks skip on the waters surface, smiling whenever I broke my record which was now 7 skips.

After I ran out of rocks, I sat down on the shore. This was nice. I laid down and looked at the sky. Best summer day ever.

I spent who knows how long just laying there lip singing to my favorite songs and air guitar-ing to my favorite solos. The song playing right now is "Cliffs of Dover" by Eric Johnson. This song had no lyrics but its beautiful all the same. I felt the sand shift beside me. "To whom do I own the pleasure?" I asked continuing with my air guitar. I was at the chorus now.

He laughed and I immediately knew who it was. "Its Zexion...What are you doing here all by yourself?"

I shrugged. "Having my own little concert, if you didn't notice." He laughed and I joined him.

Authors notes:

Okay. this is just a short chapter (449 words, to be exact) only to show you that I'm not giving up on this story xD

(1) who can guess where Larxene's ghost story is from? :D

Today is the 17th of April. 2 more days so... I'll try and update for you guys. -hugs-

bye bye! :P