I had a goal that I was worried I wouldnt achieve. It was that I wanted the first two chapters to be at least 10,000 words, and the first chapter was only 4,000 something, so this chapter is REALLY long and stretched. D: I worked my fucking ass off to get it this long, and im suprised I did it. (:
I've had a lot of extra time on my hands these past few days, and with the time, I figured I should type away.
DO NOT watch what I've mentioned down below. Its disgusting and embarressing. God, if you watch it or have seen it, I feel bad for you.
PS. The whole knee-slapper thing below doesnt belong to me. I thought of it because one of my bestfriends says it all the time.
PSS. I figured i'd have 10,000 words by the time I edited all of this and shit, but geuss what. I NEED SIX MORE WORDS!
"So please do explain to me, how do you and Demyx really know eachother?" Axel asked, raising a single red brow at Zexion as he flung a cheese stick in his hand. He had been staring at his friend all morning, and to the lunch room. It had begun to get creepy after a certain point.
"Axel, I told you already. He came in to pick up his sister, but didnt know he was early. He stayed until school was out, tried sitting down in one of the chairs, fell and hit his head. Would you like to hear what story he read to the class aswell? Or would you rather me tell you what he said as he fell?" Zexion sighed, hanging his head low. He hadnt really felt like eating at all today, now with Axel pestering him, he wasnt in any mood to do anything. "What are you trying to get out of this?"
"Whatever do you mean? Im not trying to get-" Axel froze, his mouth open, about to form the word for 'anything', when the slate haired boy started to speak again.
"Dont try to tell me that. I know you. Why else would you be asking me constistantly how I know Demyx. I just met him yesterday. Is there something special about him? Am I in danger for meeting him and your just trying to find the right way to tell me?" As far as Zexion knew Axel could have a friend whose suicidal and never bother to tell him.
"No, of course not. Thats Vexen that you need to worry about." Axel rolled his eyes as if Zexion were the stupid one. "I just think your lying to me." His eyes panned the room they were in. Wide walls covered in a beige tint, there were two fridges and three soda machines spaced out evenly. Usually the teachers buy thier own lunches in the lunch room, but both Zexion and Axel had done differently from the start of the school year.
Instead of getting the food that was offered here, they bring food from home every monday and leave it in either of the fridges. What they bring usually lasts them the rest of the week, and whatever leftovers there are, Axel eats. At first he'd wanted one to be for his food, and the other for Zexion's, but somehow they'd morfed together, and now both fridges held eachothers food, including other teacher's.
"Im not lying."
"Are you going to eat that?" I dont even think he heard me.. Zexion thought, pushing his salad toward Axel, who brought it closer to himself, inspecting it carefully to see if it was worthy of eating. "Damn, what the fuck did you put in here?"
"Romaine Lettuce, black cherry tomatos, green onion, mushrooms, pepperjack cheese, garlic croutons, grilled chicken and ceaser salad dressing. Why?"
"Zex... Did you put shit in here? Because if you did, you really need to start watching wear your aiming your asshole next time." The words that left Axel's mouth literally made him want to throw up all over the redhead.
"Please find some other way of saying that... that was really disturbing." Zexion laid his head down into his arms, trying to replace Axel's previous sentence with something more plesent. It didnt work.
"Im just telling the truth, Zex. I thought it would encourage you to do the same, but it seems that my master plan has failed." The redhead looked down at the salad one last time, before picking up his fork and stabbing it into the leafy greens and chicken.
"You're master plan made me want to vomit. Try something a little less-" Axel stopped his fork midway to his mouth to finish his friends sentence.
"Two girls one cup?" Zexion lifted his head at that, obviously confused. That statement really had nothing to do with what they were talking about. If anything, Axel was probably trying to change the subject.
"What?"
"Are you serious? You dont know what that is?" The fork fell back into its bowl, no sound coming from it as it hit the individual pieces. "Thats good, thats really good, Zex. You're still innocent to the disgusting world of girl's imaginations."
"I dont understand what you're talking about."
"You dont want to understand. Trust me, its nasty. It made me want to shoot someone, ugh, jesus christ. Im not hungry anymore." Something that was able to make Axel lose his appitite? It must be bad. "Just whatever you do... dont look it up." There was a silent pause in the room.
"Mr. Walt is usually in this room." Axel and Zexion shared a glance at Kylie's voice that was coming from outside the door.
"Are you aloud to- Hey, is this door real wood? Its so shiny." Axel gave out a sigh, shaking his head.
"Demyx."
"Oh, right, sorry." There was a pause, and now not only silence was in the quiet room, but confusion. "Go ahead and knock."
"No, you do it, im scared."
"So am I." Demyx whimpered from the other side.
"Might as well save him from his humilation. I can see him out there already, pissing his pants because he cant knock on the door." Axel raised his voice so Demyx and Kylie could hear. "We know you're out there!" Without hesitation the door burst open to a smiling Demyx and Kylie with just a big a smile as her brother.
"Hey guys!" Demyx pondered into the room letting the door shut behind him. "I didnt know you two were in here."
"Yes you did, we could hear you." Axel said, straight-faced before smiling and waving to Kylie. "Why dont you two come sit down. We can have a little chat." Why did Axel's voice suddenly take on the tone that it had when he was asking Zexion about him meeting Demyx? "Here Kylie, you can sit down next to Axel." He pulled back the chair next to him, patting the seat. "You can sit next to Zexion, Demy."
"Axel, stop being creepy." Creepy Axel stuck his tongue out at Demyx, causing a smile to come to Kylie's face. He waited till they both sat down before he continued speaking.
"We were just talking about two girls one cup." Zexion glanced over at Demyx to see his horror stricken face. "Thats right Demy, remember every single detail."
"You tied me down and made me watch that twice! I dont want to remember!" Axel errupted into a sickening laugh that sounded like it belonged to a mad scienist rather than a perverted pedo.
"If its really as bad as you two make it out to be, I dont think we should be talking about it around Kylie." Zexion pointed out.
"Yeah Axel, listen to Zexion, we need to save my sisters innocence!"
"Fine, fine, save your sisters innocence and spare Zex's." Demyx gasped, a hand flying to his mouth.
"Theres acually a grown man who hasnt seen it before?!" Zexion wasnt sure if the boy was being sarcastic or serious.
"Ill have you know that I am not a 'grown man', im only nineteen." That was one thing the short boy didnt come to terms with. The last thing he ever wanted was to be considered was a grown man, for he thought of himself younger than the graying age. Both Demyx and Kylie held a face of suprise, although Zexion was sure that Kylie was only making that face because her brother was.
"Oh. Thats only two years older than me. How can you be a teacher?"
"I skipped a few grades." Was the only responce Zexion gave.
"Zexion's brain is the size of a fat mans belly, Demy, opposite of yours." Axel explained as though Demyx were really that idiotic.
"Are you saying my brain is the size of a fat mans tit?" Spoke too soon. Kylie gaped at her brother, holding her hands to her head.
"Demyx said-" Axel's hand wove over her mouth to keep her from saying 'tit'.
"Correction, the opposite of..." The redhead looked down at Kylie. "that."
"A fat mans nipple?" Oh my god. Zexion covered his own mouth, feeling his stomach tighten with the need to laugh.
"No."
"Thier eyeball?" Axel shook his head.
"Smaller."
"Well what the fuck is smaller than that?" From behind Axel's hand they heard Kylie gasp again.
"A fat mans pupal." Demyx's mouth formed the shape of an O. Axel released Demyx's sister's mouth, whiping his hand on his pants. "And what do we have hear? A giggling Zexion? How did that happen?" Zexion shook his head, trying to wave it off.
"Come on, tell us whats so funny." Demyx begged.
"Just something you said." Thinking about it, he could feel it in his stomach again.
"Something I said?" There was a pause as he thought for a moment before, "Was it when I said nipple?" Zexion bit his lip, nodding his head. He was never sure what was so funny about the word, it was just humorous in general. Its not like one of those words were you think of it, and your mind thinks of something related to it. When you think of nipple, you see a nipple.
"Carefull what you do around him, Demyx," Axel warned, "I've never really seen him laugh, it could be dangerous." If he had a shield, the supposedly dangerous boy was sure that Axel would have put it up to gaurd himself.
"Ill have you know that I laugh around you all the-" Before Zexion could finish, he stopped his own sentence with his own girlish shreak that no one was expecting, because the next moment Axel was stairing dumbfounded at the wall, eyes larger than usual, and Kylie sat with her hands over her ears, but the one closest to the noise only responded with laughter. "Stop!" He blurted out, grabbing Demyx's arms, trying to push them away. "Dont- Dont poke me there!" He turned his head, muffling his laughter into his shoulder.
"Why not?" Demyx fought against Zexion's hands, grabbing at his hips to kneed his fingers into his ticklish spots. "Its fun!"
"I dont mean to ruien your fun, Demy, but us teachers have work we need to do." Axel said over Demyx's laughter, causing it to quiet down to minimum of snickering. Axel is my savoir.
"Fine. Let your work destroy my happiness until theres nothing left of it, and all I can do is sit here and watch you go, 'what does a kitty say?'." Both Zexion and Axel snapped thier heads toward Demyx, stabbing him silently with thier minds. "What?" He asked innocently, sinking back into his chair.
"We're not mothers teaching our babies how to make animalistic sounds," Zexion informed, standing up from his chair. "We teach seven year olds how to become more intellegent." In the background of what was being said Axel muttered to himself.
"I didnt get to eat my salad." He seemed to hesitate by the trashcan with the salad in hands before thinking again. The next move he made was to put the salad into the fridge.
"You read to little kids and let them share thier weekends." Demyx pointed out, holding up a finger.
"I... do not..." That was a complete lie, Demyx had been there when Zexion was reading and letting them share thier weekends. A frown came to his face before he added, "I let them do that because they work all day. I'd rather them have something fun to do by the time they have to go home so they dont feel drained." Demyx's eyes flickered from Zexion's for just the slightest moment, before looking back to him.
"Then I declare that I come watch you teach for a whole day, just to make sure you arent lying." Zexion considered it in his head. He'd never had someone come in for the whole day and watch him before, unless they were seeing if he were capable of teaching, but that wasnt the case. Demyx just wanted to come in to see if he were lying or not. He supposed it would be fun to have someone else in there. He could involve Demyx with the teaching.
"Alright." He agreed. "You come in tomarrow, and i'll show you that I do acually teach my students." Demyx smiled something toothy and bright before holding out his hand to the teacher.
"Deal." Zexion nodded his head, grabbing the hand that was held out to him, and he couldnt help but notice how soft it was, as if he were wearing some unscented lotion. "Now help me up." Sighing, the shorter boy pulled on the others hand, helping him get to his feet.
"I think you two have waisted enough time, lets go." Axel urged, holding the door open while letting Kylie through. Demyx tugged on the other's hand, leading him to the door. Once realization hit, Zexion slipped his hand out of Demyx's grasp. They walked out of the room, and into the lunch room were children were still eating and chatting away.
"Why dont you go sit down with your friends, Kylie." Demyx said from behind Axel.
"But-" Demyx must have given her a look, for she stopped talking and nodded her head, running away from us to a lunch table near the middle of the room where the rest of her class was situated at. The other three continued walking, reaching the entrance doors to the cafeteria. The moment they walked through them, Demyx gave a sigh of relief.
"Oh fuck me, I can curse again." He raises his hands up the sky, smiling giddily.
"And we can scream like little girls again too." Axel added, looking at Zexion to give him a big grin, who in return glared at him.
"I was being tickeled and didnt expect it. You can thank Little Miss Sunshine over here for that."
"What can I say," He didnt seem to notice the Little Miss remark, "My tickling fingers can bring out the woman in anyone."
Demyx ended up following Zexion back to his classroom, finally getting down the point once they got there inside the room. "Could I stay here again, like yesterday?" At first Zexion had been weary, not sure if letting Demyx stay in his room for two days, counting three for tomarrow, would be such a good idea, but the boy began begging when he saw the look of unsure flicker across the others face.
Again, he hadnt been sure, but the constant nagging and bickering and numerous please's caused him to let him stay, only if he were quiet. The only thing left to do was grade thier homework and to read a story, so it wouldnt have been that hard would it? It would give Zexion a taste of what the next day was to be like.
His little "taste" though, didnt please him. It was bitter and tangy, meaning that Demyx was hyperactive, calling out numbers as Zexion was trying to read off the answers to the homwork assignment. Another thing was a theory the teacher himself had thought up; the boy had restless leg syndrome. He couldnt not move. It was as if his legs were being electricuted he needed to move around so much.
In the end he offered to clean the classroom's floor just so he could move around, and thus another theory popped into the smart ones head; Damn. His house must be clean.
That day Zexion didnt get to finish the book he was reading to his students, his concentration seemed to be focused elsewhere, which meant Demyx. When he offered to clean the floor, one would think he meant the whole floor, but there must have been some sort of misscomunication between the two, because Demyx was only cleaning by the beanbag chairs and pillows, and by every student, and teacher.
Zexion had wondered if maybe there was something else wrong with this boy because he was picking at the same spot about five times. Could his brain be telling him that he hadnt picked up the piece of trash that was there? Was there even a piece of trash down there to begin with?
"Your floors clean!" Just in time for the bell to ring, how coincidental.
"We'll have to finish this tomarrow." The kids shook thier heads trying to get him to continue. "No, no. I figure you guys would like to go home? The bells about to ring, go pack up." He rested the book in his lap, letting out a heavy sigh. The thought of laying on the beanbags, curling up with a pillow and falling asleep sounded like a damn good idea just about then.
"How long have you been teaching?" Demyx chirped next to Zexion.
"I was a sub all last year, so this is my first year teaching." Zexion rested the side of his face agaisnt his palm, watching the kids gather thier things.
"You act like you've been teaching forever," Demyx exaggerated, "Werent you nervous?"
"Oh, dear god. Of course I was nervous. I was so worried I was thinking of not even putting anything into this room because I was scared the kids would hate me, and i'd want to quit right away." He let the memory phase through him, remembering when he first came into the room they were in now. It had been scary, but it was worth it.
The five chimes of the bell over the intercome sounded. "I'll see you all tomarrow!"
"Bye Mr. Walt!" Came the chorus of yells as they all ran from the room.
"I dont think i'll be staying after today, theres no need to." Zexion yawned widely, covering his mouth with his hand. "Are you getting a ride home with Axel again?" He asked, standing up, with Demyx following, as he made his way over to his desk to collect his keys.
"Nope, I got the car today." So hes at least the age to be able to drive.
"How old are you?" Zexion asked, grabbing his keys and now walking to leave the room, Kylie coming up to grab her brother's hand.
"Im seventeen, two years younger than you." He remembered.. Something inside Zexion sparked, causing the corners of his mouth to lift as he shut off the lights to his room. The door shut behind Demyx and Kylie.
"Axels got a few years on me though, how do you two know eachother?" Zexion lifted the classroom key to the door, locking it before setting off with the other two to the exit.
"Well, we acually didnt meet not to long ago. Axel knows one of my bestfriends, Roxas, and we met through him." Roxas? Zexion thought, Why does that name sound so familiar?
"Happy Birthday Roxas! Geuss what your present is?"
"Me and Roxas are meant to be together, he just doesnt know it yet."
"Me and Roxas are going to have sexy time, bye Zexion!"
"Roxas is so cute!"
"Roxas... Is he the cute one?" Zexion paused, wondering about the words that just left his mouth.
"You're gay?" Demyx asked, suprised. Red tinted Zexion's cheeks as he shook his head violently, pushing open the doors to leave.
"N-no! I just... Axel calls him that all the time... Did they ever have sex?" Demyx laughed at this, stomping his foot on the ground to laugh some more.
"Now thats a knee slapper," to express his words his hand slapped across his knee, before he continued walking. "They havent even kissed. Roxas despises Axel like some anorexic bitch hates 'skinny' people. Its just a matter of time though before he starts to crack."
"Oh..." Zexion frowned at this, looking either way down the parking lot before anvancing toward his car. "Axels got some pretty creepy fantasys then."
"You should see him when hes with Roxas, its even creepier." The thought made Zexion want to shudder. He wasnt fully aware of how crazy Axel could be, he wasnt sure if he wanted to know either. "My cars over there, so... i'll see you tomarrow?" Zexion nodded his head.
"Not unless you forget." Demyx smiled at that, letting go of Kylie's hand to wrap his arms around Zexion's waist. "One more question." The shorter boy muttered, his face pressed against the taller one's shoulder.
"Hmm?"
"How old is Roxas?" Demyx snickered, a quiet sound leaving his mouth. Like the day before, Zexion could feel the vibration of his laugh, only this time it was agaisnt his chest, giving it an even different feeling than when it was against his hand.
"Sixteen." He pulled away, smiling like always before heading off with Kylie. He really is a pedophile. Unlocking his car doors, Zexion fell inside, resting his head against the headrest, rubbing his hand against his chest were it began to tickle.
Forcing himself to sit up, he pulled the door shut, and put his keys into the egnition, turning the blaring music that pounded into his ears off. For once, he wasnt in the mood to sing along to a song. He pulled out of the parking lot just as his phone rang, hinting that Axel was calling, for only he had a britney spears ringtone.
We can get down like there no one around, we'll keep on rockin, we'll keep on rockin. Cameras are flashing while we're dirty dancing, they keep watchin, they keep watchin. Feels like the crown is saying...
And on with the multiple "Gimme gimme more"s.
"Pedophile." Zexion muttered as he answered the call.
"How'd you find out?" Axel joked.
"Demyx you dipshit. You never told me Roxas was so young. I thought he was... older."
"Awh, Roxie, you hear that? Everyones talking about you now." That certainly wasnt the responce he was looking for. From the background, Zexion could hear what most likely was Roxas.
"Axel you moron, nobody is talking about me."
"You should pout like that more often, its cute." The tone of his voice made it obvious that Axel was smiling.
"The next time you say something like that, im going to kill you." Demyx was right, Roxas despised Axel, but it was a known fact that nobody could keep away from him for long. Axel was the type of guy who would get under your skin, and no matter how much you try to hate him, you dont want him to leave.
"Just spare my heart, please when you do so."
"What did you call for, Axel?" Zexion asked, turning right to get onto a packed neighborhood's road.
"Just to check up on you. I know I havent seen you since lunch. I decided to leave Demyx glued to your side."
"Hes not glued to my side, shithead."
"Whatever you say, Zex. Anyways, that was just my starting sentence. Lets get down to the point." Zexion rolled his eyes, turning another right.
"Alright, what is it."
"Remember all my questioning earlier?" He never does make this easy, does he?
"Yes. I remember."
"All the 'how did you two meet' and 'i know your lying' and-"
"Yes, Axel. I know what your talking about, just tell me what it is you want to tell me." Zexion wasnt always one for patience, he found it simple enough to just get things over with, his friend though, liked to toy with his head.
"Demyx is gay."
Axel was afraid I wouldnt take so kindly to the news, and that was the reason he didnt see me after work, for he thought that he'd have to plan about ten things for me to do to get my mind off of the fact that someone other than himself is gay. So as I was going to the store to get him a pack of cigarrettes, I thought about it. I dont see why he thought I'd have a problem with it. Hes gay and he knows I dont care. Then when Zexion went to Subway to get Axel a footlong, he thought about it some more. Unless if Demyx wants to be a transvestite... that might be slightly wierd.
He even thought about it when Axel sent him off to wendy's to get him a kiwi banana smoothie, of which they didnt have, and for the record, they've never had it at all. What if Demyx likes someone? And by the time he got home, it was almost time for dinner.
"Im home!" Zexion called into the house as he entered, shutting the door quietly behind him. He could hear the T.V. playing in the living room, the voices chattering away as music played in the background. There was a smell coming from the kitchen aswell, hitting the boys nose full force. He knew that smell anywhere, it was something his mom made special, either when Zexion himself asked for it, or for when someone was visiting.
The smell was chinese, almost sweet and rich, almost like thick syrap. His mom always made big meals every night, but this one smelt extra big, which was perfect. Zexion had eaten little lunch, and after all of today, he was in the mood to eat something delicious. "Come on into the kitchen, sweetheart! Grandma and grandpa are here!"
Grandma and grandpa, now there are two selective people. It must be grandma's birthday. If that was the case, that meant she would be turning sixty, awfully young for a grandparent. She acted just as young too. Everyone was often jealous that Zexion's grandma was so understanding and kind. She was still full of life, constantly yelling at the movie screen, jumping up and down at superbowl, even going over the speedlimit down streets just for the hell of it.
Grandpa was a little more laid back, always telling grandma when she needs to settle down. He had his share of fun though, and as much as thier grandson didnt like to think about it, he was sure that they still had sex, which isnt the most wanted thought. "Hi, grandma," Zexion said as he came into the kitchen, not seeing his grandpa anywhere.
"Awh, Zexion, you've gotten shorter, havent you?" Zexion headdesked, letting his shoulders sag. "Now dont be ashamed, I was little too when I was your age, I still got some ass."
"Your a woman-" He tried to object, but she cut him off.
"A woman? Do I come across as that old?"
"No, of course not." Zexion smirked, before sitting himself down at the kitchen table.
"Any new girlfriends?" The dreaded question.
"No, not recently." It seemed as though every time she asked that question it got even more embarressing. Year after year he's only been able to give her the same exact answer.
"Really? I dont see why no girls would like you, you're-" This time it was Zexion's mom to step into the conversation.
"Mom," She still called grandma mom even though she wasnt."Hes been really caught up with work, why dont you ask him about that?"
"Alright, alright, Jesus. How's work? I heard your teaching now."
"Yeah, I just started teaching first graders this year. I sort of work with my friend, Axel, remember him?" The last time Axel and his grandma had met, they'd gotten along a little too good. They went shopping together at Goodwill, trying on all thier clothes and walking around with them on just to piss off the workers there, and then they took pictures with eachother, some of them slightly inapropriete.
Eventually, they gave eachother thier numbers.
"Oh, yes, that amazing friend of yours. Me and him just talked yesterday. We'll be here for a couple of weeks, why dont you invite him over for dinner sometime?"
"Boys! Dinner's ready!"
"Why dont you, grandma. I think he'd like it better if you did." Both dad and grandpa entered the kitchen, grandpa immediatly smiling once he saw his grandson. He made his way over, laying his hand on his shoulder as he sat down in the chair next to his.
"How've you been?" It seems im getting the same question from everyone today.
"Good, really busy with work though." He must have started remising because he got a far off look in his eyes that only died away when mom set down a large bowl of rice, and three plates of different styles of meat.
"That ones Seseme Chicken, your favorite," she directed toward Zexion, "this one is Orange Chicken, and that ones Mongolian Pork." The moment she sat down, everyone began to collect what they wanted from each plate, Zexion picking up more than usual. I dont know why im so hungry.. Mentions of 'can you pass that' and 'dont touch that, I wanted that piece!' flew across the table.
"This is delicious, Danna." Grandpa mused, putting more food into his mouth.
"Did you have fun at work today?" Dad asked the repeated question from across the table. I nodded my head, finishing what was in my mouth before I spoke.
"Yeah, Axel has this friend, his name is Demyx, he stops by a lot to visit. His little sister, Kylie, is in my class." He nodded his head, taking another bite. "Hes stopping by tomarrow for the whole day to see if I acually teach."
"Why wouldnt you?" Mom asked.
"Its not that he doesnt believe me, he's just trying to be friendly, I geuss. Hes a nice guy, really childish though. He looks kind of funny too." Grandma laughed, covering her mouth with her hand so the contents inside wouldnt fall out.
"Not in a bad way. He's just... His hair is mulletish, but not. Its hard to explain." He smiles a lot too, and wears clothes like me, and when he laughs, he vibrates.
"Is he friends with Axel?" I nodded my head, figuring grandma would put Axel's name in there somewhere.
"Speaking of the pedophile." The table suddenly went quiet, not even the sound of someone chewing could be heard. I fought with myself not to laugh. "Yeah, I just found out today... hes after this kid, a friend of Demyx's. His name is Roxas."
"His?" Dad questioned.
"Yeah, hes a gay pedophile." For some reason, the description fit Axel perfectly. It seemed so obvious, someone driving next to him could glance over, see him, and automatically think 'gay pedophile'.
"Well.. is that so?" Grandma nodded her head, "If anyones got a problem, and wants to call the cops, just know that i'll be going down with him." Thats something to tell him. 'Hey, Axel, my grandma's got your back.'
"And Demyx, the guy who visits me, hes gay too." Again, silence. "And I geuss Axel thinks that he likes me, and thats why hes 'glued to my side'." Zexion made bunny ears before picking up his fork and continuing to eat like nothing was ever said.
"So, basically..." Mom started, "A gay guy has a crush on my son." Maybe thats why im eating so much.
While I was re-reading this I noticed a few things that resembled other things.
"Yeah Axel, listen to Zexion, we need to save my sisters innocence!" ACTIVATE!! (Haha. You'd understand if you watch D. Gray-Man.)
Then when Zexion went to Subway(He saw Demyx there!) to get Axel a footlong, he thougth about it some more. (If you've read my friends story, you'd understand that one. She has a Demyx that works at Subway.)
D: I tried re reading this and I couldnt even do it. God, I feel like I did horribly on this chapter.
Besides that; I think you all should REVIEW. Im looking for certain number of them before I update again. (: