I know this chapter is way overdue and I'm sorry about that! I was in the biggest writer's block (don't you just hate that name) and I ended up writing like, three different versions of this chapter.
So anyway, now we get to see Riku's point of view. This story is going to switch off between Sora and Riku so you can get the 360 degree view of the story!
I'll do the warning and stuff next chapter, because I have some discretions now. Teehee!
Thanks to Nathali (I know, I feel for Roxas too!), undeniable . xx (lol, semi cliff...thanks!), SuperFriendlySoraFan203 (I had this friend who broke his leg falling up a hill. Everyone laughed at him too. I have to admit, I did too, but I feel bad about it now...lol) Mentally Insane Fangirl (hehe, yea, i'm sure Riku will soothe him, lol) and pichu10176 (I'm going, i'm going, i'm going! lol)
On to the story!
Enter Riku:
As I stared at the door to Lucky High, hearing Cloud's car speed away to no doubt meet Leon, a feeling of dread crossed over me. What if everyone thinks I'm ridiculously attractive again?
I know that when I say this, no one is going to believe me but…It's hard being beautiful.
Now, I don't mean to sound conceded when I say that, but in my case, it's true. I mean, consider this. My best friend fell in love with me, presumably due to my looks seeing as I have nothing else really going for me. Back in The Castle, my old school in Bastian Bay, almost everyone assumed I was vain and stuck-up, so I was rarely approached. I just can't understand this!
Let me analyze myself here.
My name is Riku Tarada, a seventeen year old transferring junior.
I have wispy, feathery silver, yes silver, locks that reach mid back. I have slightly squinty, which I hate, aqua-marine eyes. One of my best friends used to tell me they changed colors depending on my mood so…
Let's see…well, some people think I'm cocky and arrogant, and I'd have to say that I disagree with them. I have very high self confidence in myself, and I don't think I should be penalized for it. I mean, don't high school counselors encourage confidence in their students?
Personally, I find it a little hypocritical and just a tad bit offensive. Who are they to tell me I'm too confident?
Right. Moving on.
Uh, I don't seem to have anything special about me. That's probably why it's so hard being so beautiful for me. Because I realize that there's nothing about me that's extraordinary, so the only reason people want to be my friend is my looks.
Honestly? I wish I was less appealing. I wish I was normal. I want to be able to walk down the street, the streets I've come to know and love, and not be mobbed by amateur photographers who are inspired by me.
But that's another story for another time. At the moment, that's the least of my problems.
At the moment, I've successful managed to somehow capture the attention of every one of my peers who happened to be in proximity.
Normally, I'm not very shy. But when a bunch of students are staring and whispering about you, you'd be surprised at how tongue tied you can get. So I blurted out the first thing I could think of.
"Where is Sora?"
No one answered. I did hear a faint wheezing sound that could quite possibly be Sora, but I doubted it. Sora's hyperventilation problem had been cured before I left.
If anything, my question induced even more staring. I glanced down at myself. Was something wrong with me?
No, it didn't look like it. I was wearing the required uniform for Lucky High. Blue slacks and a matching blue suit jacket with a stripped blue and white tie. I didn't look any different from the other boys here.
Well, except one. He had wild rose red hair and stunning lime neon green eyes, and two little backward triangle tattoos under said eyes. What really caught my attention about him, though, was his uniform. He was barely wearing it! He only wore the blouse portion of the uniform, his tie was undone and slung defiantly around his neck, and his blue slacks had the knees torn out.
He wasn't staring at me like the others. In fact, he seemed to be looking for someone in the sea of frozen bodies.
He turned his head and caught my gaze. A slow smirk found its way onto his face as he made his way over to me, his eyebrows raised slightly.
I grinned back at him, not put off at all. I was used to being approached randomly anyway.
"Axel." The guy introduced. His voice was sincere and friendly. It reminded me of Sora a little bit.
"I'm Riku. Riku Tarada." I told him, holding out my hand for him to shake. Axel just stared at it for a second before taking it in his own and pulling me in for a small hug. My eyebrows rose in surprise. Back in Bastian Bay, no one ever hugged anymore.
"What up? I see you're new here." Axel commented once he released me, either ignoring my surprise or not noticing it. "Don't mind these guys. They're always shell shocked at a pretty new face. You know how it is with small schools."
Small school..? Boy was that an understatement. The school was huge! Lucky High was bigger than The Castle in Bastian Bay, and that school was deemed one of the largest schools in the world!
In fact, Lucky High was designed just like Hogwarts in those stupid Harry Potter movies. It was completely similar, except no one boarded in the school.
And there weren't random owls hanging around on the ceilings.
"So I hear you're looking for Sora? Oh, and what's your homeroom? The bell just rang while you were dreaming, you fairy." Axel's words suddenly broke into my thoughts with a poof!
He said something about Sora. That meant he knew him somehow.
I dug into my yellow EASTSPORT backpack and fished out a crumpled piece of paper from the bottom of the bag. Axel laughed and took the paper from my hands, smoothing out the kinks by using the straight of my back.
His cat like eyes scanned the sheet for half a second before he tossed it back to me. "You got Dr. Valentine." Suddenly his whole face brightened. "You're in Rocky's class!"
I cocked an eyebrow at him. Rocky? I scoffed slightly. The name sounded like it belonged to a wimp.
Axel began walking leisurely down the hall, whistling some tune under his breath. I stared after him, rooted to the spot. What if I couldn't trust this guy? I mean sure, we'd gotten along great thus far, but what is he was leading me to some dark alleyway so he could have his wicked way with me?
But then I noticed the blunt emptiness of the hall. I guess I seriously had been day dreaming! Ugh, that was another one of those habits I'd gotten from Sora.
Speaking of that, I'd forgotten to ask Axel how he knew him. I ran down the hall to catch up with him, stopping my new redheaded friend with my hand before he opened the door. Axel turned with a curious and impatient look on his face.
"What's wrong?" He wanted to know. I shifted my backpack on my other shoulder.
"You know Sora?" I inquired casually. Axel stared at me for a long second before his little smirk came back on his face. I was beginning to get the feeling that it was his trademark expression.
"Of course I do. Sora's my little sister's surf instructor and one of my closest friends." All of this Axel said with the ever so present smirk on his face, but suddenly the expression morphed into suspicion. "Why? What's it to you?"
I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly, hoping it looked every bit as convincing as my best friend back at Bastian Bay did when he did it. "No reason. I've just heard of him from a friend."
I hoped Axel would buy it. I really didn't want to start my junior year here with enemies, especially in the middle of the school year. I mean, if Axel was to find out what I'd done before I get a chance to apologize to Sora, he might not want to be my friend.
Axel squinted his eyes at me for a second, chewing on his tongue distractedly. Finally, the smirk came back and he laughed.
"Yeah, I don't doubt that. I think everyone's heard of Sora. Here." Axel pulled the door open and it hit the other side of the wall with a loud bang. Thirty pairs of eyes landed on us. I sighed. I would never get to just blend in.
Dr. Valentine made his way over to us, a disapproving frown on his face. The man was actually very young looking. He had on a dark red, almost burgundy cloak with a matching head band, his hair flowing in dark chunks. He had on black slacks and black duck shoes, and wore gloves on either hand; one gold and one midnight.
All and all, Dr. Valentine was pretty hot.
But he didn't look too happy at the moment. He looked pissed beyond measure, and he was holding a ruler in his hand almost as if it were a weapon. By the way his eyes were narrowed towards Axel I'd say they didn't have the best relationship.
"I assume you have a valid reasoning behind your disrupting of my classroom, again?" Dr. Valentine demanded, slamming the ruler down on the table. Axel just shrugged and snatched my crumpled schedule out of my hand, throwing it at Valentine's head.
The man caught it with one hand.
My classmates were still gaping at me. Well, all except one. A small blond boy with a slight resemblance to Sora was pouting at Axel, his arms folded in a gesture of solidarity. I stared at him. He sure did look familiar. Axel's smirk melted into a soft expression of longing, and he made to go over to the boy, but Dr. Valentine stopped him with his ruler.
"Ouch! I'll have you know that's illegal!" Axel cried, rubbing his head from where the ruler struck him. Valentine merely turned to me and handed me my schedule back. Then he faced the class.
"Class, it appears we have a new student, minus Axel. Meet Riku Tarada, a transferring junior from Bastian Bay."
Several students gasped. Others just shrugged. But there was only one response that managed to make me feel sick.
"RIKU?!" The blond boy exclaimed, sputtering to himself and pointing at me. Axel looked from me, to the blond boy.
"Roxas, what's wrong?" He said. Suddenly the pit of my stomach rushed to my throat, and I had to cover said throat to avoid retching all over the place.
"ROXAS?!" I gasped loudly, dropping my backpack to the floor.
Oh dear god, let this be a dream.
Dr. Valentine, ignoring the outbursts, handed me a thick textbook. "Welcome to Advance Calculus AB."
No.
Welcome to Hell.
Next chapter Sora and Riku will meet, and we get introduced to all the other characters! Reviews are like Sora and my daily writer's block is like Ansem. Lol, so get those Sora's rolling and the faster my update will come! (That probably made no sense, lol!)