Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own Kingdom Hearts. I wish I did, but I don't. Anyways, on with the story. Enjoy, my dear readers.

Friday. October 16. First Semester. Freshman Year.

Wide-eyed and shocked, Olette began choking on the air she had inhaled. Hayner quickly assisted his girlfriend as Roxas and Pence stared at her with wonder and curiosity. Once the brunette had stopped coughing, Olette turned back to her best friends and put her fingers to her temples, rubbing them violently.

"Lemme get one thing straight," Olette moaned, "you want me, the girl who knows absolutely nothing about the world of dance, to teach you how to dance?"

Roxas rolled his blue eyes, taking in every word Olette had just said. "Nothing about dance?" Roxas said. "'lette, you said you too lessons as a child. And puh-lease, you can't dare tell me that you don't know how to move to the rhythm of the drumbeat; Hayner, Pence and I watch you dance in Pence's garage while Pence plays on his drum set. You're freaking amazing! Dainty, but that's what I think I'm supposed to be looking for..."

Hayner stared carefully at Roxas. "What exactly are you looking for?" he questioned, putting a protective arm over Olette.

"I just want to learn how to slow dance!" Roxas stated. "Nothing special really..."

Olette sighed sadly. "Roxy, I've never slow danced with anyone..." she admitted crestfallen. "No one's ever asked me to dance... and when I asked Hay-."

"Look," Hayner cringed, trying to forget what he had done during their graduation dance the year before, "Olette and I will teach you, okay?"

"But you can't dance!" Pence reminded with a chuckle. "At least Olette's had some practice... you on the other hand-."

"Shut up!" Hayner shouted. "Geez! Monday, Roxas. Remember that. That's when Olette and I will teach you."

"You're kidding, right?" Roxas moaned. "Olette, say something! Please!"

Olette tucked one of her stray hairs behind her left ear and turned to her boyfriend. "Hayner, I'm perfectly capable of teaching Roxas how to dance myself," she stated smugly. "I certain don't need help..."

"So... you agree?" Roxas smiled as Olette nodded; he knew how much she hated getting help from anyone when she was capable of doing things herself. "You'll teach me how to dance?"

Olette snapped out of her slightly angered state; the boys knew how much it irked her when someone offered her help when it wasn't needed, regardless of the reason. "WHAT!" Olette screamed as Hayner grabbed a hold of her wrist, trying to calm her down.

"Aaah, too late!" Roxas said with the biggest smile. "Thank you so much, Olette!"

"Roxas!" Olette shouted as the blonde boy ran off to his fifth period class.

"Knowing you," Hayner began as he let go of Olette's wrist, "you're going to teach him anyways..."

Sighing to herself, Olette looked at Pence and Hayner. The two boys sat patiently waiting for Olette to gather her bag and books. "Yes," she replied softly, "and I intend to try and make sure he learns properly..."

Author's Note: REWRITTEN ON JUNE 22, 2011 Though I am rewriting this story, I would still like to thank ArsNotAnUnversedfor favoriting this story and I would still personally like to thank the number of you that have reviewed the other stories... It still means a lot of me that you actually took the time to read the story and write a review for it. Oh, it also came to my attention that some of you guys have suggestions and requests; if you do, don't hesitate to ask, all righty? :D I don't bite... unless you're my best friend/editor, but he refuses to help me with stories now. LMAO. Remember to review [= K thanks! - May