Author's Note: YAYYYY! I wrote four different things in two days. I'm so happy!!! I guess yellowcard songs are Axel inspiration. Yay! (Knock on wood)
Anyways. Hope you like this next chapter. Don't forget to review people!
Crimson Tears5. Before
All of my classes with Demyx, Is this god's idea of punishment. If it is then what's his idea of torture. Honestly, I'd rather saw my own arm off then hear one more word from the dirty blonde's mouth.
I managed to tolerate him for a little while, but in second hour I finally cracked. Demyx, Zexion and I were all sitting at a table in the science lab. The pajama clad boy next to me, and Demyx across from me. The teacher had suggested that each table discuss what we knew about genetics. Demyx wanted to talk first and his words were not only annoying, they were incorrect.
"Demyx, will you just shut up! I don't know very much about genetics, but I know eyeliner has nothing to do with it!" Yes folks, he was talking about eyeliner.
Demyx shut up, looking down sadly. He looked like he was trying not to retort.
"Demyx," Zexion spoke up, as far as I know he only did that when he was irritated. But his voice was soft, as if he were talking to a child. "Axel is right, you were off topic. How about you tell us what you know about genetics, like you were supposed to."
"But he already got a chance to do that!" I argued, a little disappointed in how childish I was acting. Zexion just kicked my ankle under the table. Little bastard…
Demyx looked up, and as if I hadn't even spoken, replied to Zexion. "I w-would have, but I w-would h-have sound dumb."
You always sound dumb mullet boy. "That's not true Demyx," Zexion said in that same comforting tone. "You aren't supposed to know much about it before it's taught to you." The sympathy Zexion was giving Dem was sickening. Why couldn't he let Demyx get sad? At least then he'd be quiet for a while.
"But you already know about it Zexy…" Demyx mumbled.
Zexion just rolled his eyes, gave Demyx a small smile. Then the small boy turned to me, his face void of emotion and said in a calm tone, "Axel, why don't you tell us what you know about the subject." It was an order, I could tell by the way he said it as if it were final. As if there was no other option.
Seeing as it was I he said it to, the response was probably not what he expected. I opened my mouth to speak. Instantly Zexion gave me a look that clearly stated I'd better be talking about genetics when I start talking. I just smirked," I don't feel like it shorty."
I made it to lunch without Zexion saying another word to me. After my statement in science class, Zexion just gave me an unreadable look. Then after one long minute he turned to Demyx and started talking to him as if I did not exist. He continued to do that through math, gym, and social studies. He wouldn't even talk to me when Demyx tried bringing me into the conversation. I knew it was getting bad when Demyx stopped talking to me. You'd think I'd be happy about that. But it was starting to piss me off. I may not like him, but I can't stand being ignored. And Zexion and him were acting as if I was nothing. That's even worse.
Earlier that morning I had planned on eating alone, but after being ignored for several hours I desperately wanted someone to talk to. And it's not often that I'm desperate.
Now I faced two options. Sit with Roxas, who happened to be seated at the same table as problem 1 and 2. Or I could go sit with a total stranger. Not very enjoyable options.
In the end I ended up sitting with a total stranger. His name was Marluxia and his hair was pink. Yes, you read correct. He was without doubt the first person I'd ever seen that could pull off pink hair.
Despite the hair, he was definitely straight. I figured that out by the obvious lack of interest in me. And by the three big-breasted girls that surrounded him. He was definitely enjoying their company, and not because of what they were saying. The scary part was not that I was tolerating being ignored, but that I ended up talking to one of those girls. I told her about my problems of all things.
She ended up surprising me by actually saying something intelligent when I was done talking. Then again, maybe I was just surprised because I had expected her to act like the other two girls that were behaving like lap dogs in pink boy's presence.
"So, if you're mad at them for ignoring them, say sorry," she stated. " But after you say sorry, talk to them, and get them to say sorry."
"How do I get them to say sorry?" I asked. I was pretty sure violence wouldn't work.
"Tell them what they did that was unacceptable. And no, I don't mean tell them they were ignoring you. Tell them why ignoring you was wrong to do." This is why I call her smart. I'm not good with emotions and apologies.
"Oh…"
She smiled at me. "I hope that fixes the problem."
"It will. The main one anyway." I'm never going to figure out how to keep Demyx from driving me insane.
"Hey, you two," Marluxia called over the two 'lap dogs'. "are you coming to the Hikari's house for the party Friday?"
"What party?" I asked.
"There's going to be a party over at Sora's Friday," Marluxia answered," He's having a homecoming party. You want to come?"
Hmm, a party huh. I wonder if there'll be booze. "What kind of party?"
Marluxia smirked knowingly. "The anything goes kind."
"In that case, count me in." I thought for a few seconds. "Wait, how is he going to have a party in the dorms?"
Marluxia looked amused. "He lives in a mansion off campus during the holidays. That's where he's throwing it. If you want I'll give you the directions."
"Directions would be helpful." I smiled; I rarely got the chance to go to parties. This would be fun.
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A/N: It won't be long now… he he. I'm afraid one of the characters won't be around by chapter 7.