The Ordinary Life of Sora

Chapter 4

I soon found myself sitting on my desk once more. The teacher was talking about history this time, though I couldn't be really sure since I wasn't paying much attention. I was even drifting in and out at some point.

And then it happened. No sooner than the lecture ended I was harshly pulled back by the back of my shirt, falling against the hard floor before I could process just what happened.

I was at a loss as to what happened before gritting my teeth.

"What the hell was that for?" I yelled as I quickly rose to my feet to stare this guy down. He was almost as tall as me and had his blond hair spiked to the side. His sharp blue eyes glared into mine but I couldn't care less.

I was pissed.

Now, I wasn't the best fighter but piss me off enough and I'll probably get in a hit or two before going down.

"I just want to know why you were with Namine at lunch."

So that's how it was.

"I don't know who you're talking about."

"You know exactly who I'm talking about!" He yelled in anger before pushing me against the glass window.

Hey, if you know how much weight a standard window can take before breaking please let me know? I'm freaking out here.

"Just listen closely." He began before pointing at himself. "She's my girlfriend so leave her alone."

Whoa, just calm down alpha male. I had no idea she was your girlfriend. How could someone so angelic get together with a guy like you in the first place?

The blond guy left after that, leaving me straightening my shirt with a few students throwing me glances. I let out a sigh before gathering my things and leaving the room.

Wait. Was I giving up so easily? Was I just willing to let this guy push me around like that.

Of course not.

If the blond guy wanted a fight then he would get it. I pulled out the paper Namine had given me earlier and smirked, I had my weapon right here.

Most of us do stupid things on impulse which is why I struggled to enter the art club room. I did want to get back at the blond guy and spending time with his girlfriend would only get on his nerves but it went against my wishes to be left alone.

But I didn't care at the moment, I was pissed remember?

I tried to enter the room but found the door to be jammed. My right eye twitched as I applied more force on the door, it wouldn't get the best of me.

And this was the turning point of what was to be a quiet life. Instead of just giving up on the door and knocking, I kept on pushing against it before it suddenly opened. I fell forward, colliding with something soft before I met ground.

I let out a groan as my eyes shut in pain before pushing off of whatever I landed on. Much to my surprise I found it to be incredibly soft, as if I was touching a mound. My eyes instantly snapped open to find myself laying on top of Namine, my right knee between her legs and both hands on either of her breasts.

"S-sorry!" I yelped before moving away from her. I watched as she quickly covered herself before standing up and moving towards the door. Her face flushed and her eyes covered by her bangs.

What had I done to this angel? I had violated her due to my stupid impulses. Please God forgive me for staining beautiful Namine.

She walked over to the door before locking it much to my surprise. I felt nervous at this point, having no idea of what she was about to do.

"Seems like you owe me." Namine turned to me with a smirk on her face. "I saw what happened with Roxas and if you don't join my club. Well, I'll simply tell him what happened here."

"Huh?"

"You heard me." She seemed a bit peeved by my incredulous look. "If you don't join my club I'll get Roxas to kick your ass."

She was a demon. A demon I tell you. She wore the innocent mask of a cute girl to lure her prey in. Much like the mermaids from Greek mythology, luring their prey with a beautiful song only to kill them once they got close enough.

"But don't worry. I'll make sure you have fun here." Her smile was sickly sweet as she said this. "The whole art club thing is just a decoy. This club is actually very fun."

I raised a brow at that. "Then what do you do in this club?"

"Whatever the members want to do."

"And how many members does this club have?"

"None."

Immediate answer!

"I have been looking but there's nobody interested in a second art club."

"So, let me get this straight." I lazily rose a hand to keep her from interrupting. "You're telling me that this isn't really an art club and that the 'perfect' decoy for whatever you're doing here was making a second art club?"

"Pretty smart, huh?" Namine patted herself on the back quiet loudly. Seriously, a guy at Destiny Islands could probably hear it.

"Don't you think making a second art club is a bit suspicious?" I tried to reason with her again before a thought struck me. "Wait! How did you even get this club? I'm pretty sure they don't allow a pseudo art clubs to begin with."

"Shut up…" Namine muttered darkly before walking over to a single desk in the room. It was a standard size room for a school, I guess. Wooden floors and pale walls with a few bookshelves, it was obviously not a room for an art club. Who did this girl think she was fooling?

She dug into a bag on her desk before taking out a pen and tossing it to me. I easily caught the pen and looked at her oddly but it seemed to annoy her.

"What are you doing?" She placed her hands on her hips, giving me a heated glare. "Just fill out your application so that you'll become a member."

I dug a hand into my pocket before taking out the application, looking at it with a heavy heart. The paper seemed normal enough with its standard questions but still...

Why did it feel like I was signing a contract with the devil?