A/N: Second chapter, here we go! And I promise you I'll try to make this fairly long since the first chapter was actually quite short. But now, lets see what's Zexion sweet escape~! Or if he even gets there! Once again, I do not own Kingdom Hearts. I also don't own the Barnes and Noble book store nor do I own Skyrim (Even though that would be awesome. No. No. Not like owning the game. But buying it xD ) But anyways~ Enjoy!

As soon as the bell had rang, I didn't hesitate to get out of that class as soon as possible. It was a miracle the bell had rang when it did. If it hadn't, well, it would have went from bad to worse for me. Now in the buzzing hallway, I could hear co many conversation floating around. Of course, that didn't stop me from walking. If I stayed after school too long, the kids from Spanish class would find me with the rest of their little "gang." I continued to walk through the halls, trying to avoid bumping into people, until a particular conversation began to fill in the air that was possibly just an earshot away.

"Hey. I heard that Zexion kid was out for the whole first part of school." A seemingly familiar cocky voice had started off, which completely made me stop in my tracks.

"Yeah. He did! I wonder what must have happened. . ." Came another voice, but this one was more. . Dorky? Or at least not as stuck up, I think. I glanced around. Shit, where was this conversation coming from! If it was an earshot away, it couldn't have been that far.

"I bet he was trying to kill himself, but then some motherfucker when and stopped him. If that's true, I sure in hell hope that person hadn't had stopped him." Came a female, and very bitchy voice. And it was shrill to, which actually helped point out the direction of where it was. I found myself turning to my left, seeing a blonde haired female, with some sort of hairstyle that looked like antennas, talking to two males; A bright red head and a dirty blonde with- Wait was that a Mohawk and a mullet for a hairstyle? Well that's not something you see everyday. And still staring at that boy, why did I feel as if I knew him from somewhere. As if I saw him somewhere else. Now, I was going through lists of where I could have seen him, completely forgetting that I should have gotten the hell out of there.

"Is that him over there?"

"It is!"

"Wait! Larxy!"

"You! Yeah you!" I heard the same shrill voice hiss, and only glancing a bit to see the angered female walking towards me. And fast too. I felt a strong shiver go up my spine and my legs going numb and not wanting to move.

"Oh! Being a tough person and not running, are you now?" She questioned with a sickeningly sarcastic tone as she approached me. Wait, and I had just noticed what she was wearing too. A black leather jacket. Well, more like a long jacket or something around that range. Wait. . Shit. Shit! Come on legs move! I could hear my thoughts screaming at me. "Larxy! Come on leave him alone! You mess with him enough during school time. Let him go home in peace?" The boy with a mullet and a Mohawk pleaded. She gave a scoff and scowled as she now towered over me. "Why should I? He deserves this. He knows well as anyone else that he deserves this for being who he is!" She hissed. Ouch. That stabbed at my heart more than usual. I mean, I could take their insults and saying I shouldn't be here, but for some reason, it hurt more.

"Just leave him alone Larxene. He's not worth the time right now. We have practice we have to go to." The red head muttered in annoyance, and glaring at the female. "Besides, did you forget we have to drop off Dem-Dem at his music rehearsal?" Now looking at the red-haired teen, I could see who he was referring to. But the nickname didn't seem to really fit. "Ugh. You're right. And as for you. Tomorrow, you'd better watch your back." She stated before turning around. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched her stomp off and the red head follow her close behind with the kid who was so called nick-named as "Dem-Dem". Well, thank god I avoided that problem, now.

Now out of that jail cell, I made my way onto the sidewalk and began walking. Where though? To the Barnes and Noble bookstore. I was heading there for a bit since I had time to go. After all, getting out around 2:30 has to have it's benefits. After a good 15 minute walk, I ended up at the local city plaza, where which the Barnes and Noble was just on the entrance of it. Quietly strolling in, the scent of coffee and just baked pastries filled the air and smacked me right in the face. But I don't mind, I love the smell of the coffee and pastries. Taking in the sweet scents, I continued walking, glancing around at the gigantic bookstore. It was rarely that I would be able to come here without either being beat up a bit by some of the kids from school. Almost like earlier. Or either having my dad call my cell phone, and being the father that he is, either call me drunk and telling me to get my ass home before I get in trouble or being sober and coming up to this bookstore and dragging me out. Which was worse than him calling me when he was drunk.

Now walking towards the fantasy section of the bookstore, looking at some books closely and trying to find something that perked my interest, I saw nothing so far. Wait. Aha! My thoughts exclaimed, with a book with a red cover catching my eye. I reached for it only to see that someone else's hand had just grabbed it. Damn! I glanced up to see it was another guy. "Oh. We're you going to read this?" He asked in a seemingly quiet voice. Which actually surprised me. I blinked as I first glanced to his hair. Holy shit that hair was spiked to it's peak. And it looked like it could be a neon yellow. Or mustard. Who knows. I quickly then snapped back into the moment.

"Oh. No. It's okay, you can read it." I responded calmly. He raised an eyebrow and looked at me for a bit. As if he was studying me and trying to remember me. "Have. . . Have I seen you before?" He asked, his voice a bit louder from what it was before, but not too loud to disturb people. "I'm not quite sure. . . Do you go to Couleur Acrylique's High School?" I asked back. Surely if he went there, he might have seen me getting pushed around, pushed, beaten. The usual's. "No. But I swear I think I've seen you before. No one has that kind of blue hair that looks natural." He stated, pointing to my slate blue hair, which covered half of my face and covered one eye. "Maybe on the street then. I'm not the type to go to many places, but maybe you saw me walking?" I answered, a bit uneasily. "Wait! I think I know where I've seen you! Do you go to this drum club that's not even 5 minutes away in this plaza?" He asked, now somewhat ecstatic, which came off odd to me. Why would someone become happy off of remembering where they saw me? I nodded in response to him as he let out a nice, and bookstore appropriate aha!

"I know I've seen you somewhere! I've seen you practice there. You're a good drummer. Hell, great drummer." He complimented. Wait. . . He just complimented me on my drumming. "Wait. . . You just complimented me on my drumming at the club?" I asked, dumbstruck. No one's ever gave me a compliment. Well, teachers have, but that's another story. But getting a compliment from someone I don't even know. Wow. "Yes. You have some talent in you. You shouldn't let it go to waste." I felt my face heat up for once. "T-Thanks." I mumbled.

Almost an hour and a half of talking to the boy who I met in Barnes and Noble, I actually was able to find out a lot about it. His name was Roxas Vantas and he was a freshman, just like me. He had just moved to these parts and he was was going to some private school called Blanche Naturelle. He was learning how to play bass guitar right across from where the drum club was. He also didn't have any friends, so he found it nice to talk to me and get to know me a bit too. It was actually enjoyable. For once in my life, I actually think I found myself a friend. Now, just it being around 4:00 or a little bit further in, I decided to take my leave before 4:35 came. I wouldn't want to be late when they opened the club. Now walking away from the fantasy area where me and Roxas talked, I exited the place and began to walk in the plaza. Glancing around and looking at everyone buzzing around and doing their own business and going where they had to go as well. It was just like inside the high school building. Except out here, getting into fights could get you arrested, or worse, killed. I continued on my way, listening to the people buzzing away and talking about anything and nothing at the same time. And then I decided that a little eavesdropping wouldn't hurt.

"That dress is so pretty! You should buy it!"

"Hey. Did you hear that new Skyrim game came out? I'm getting it today!"

"He said what now! Oh no wayyyy. I know little Dem-Dem wouldn't do that!"

"And bingo, we just hit the jackpot." I muttered to myself as I began listening in again. And walking on my way again, but at a slower pace. Wouldn't want anyone to think I was just standing there to be a pain.

"Yeah! He told Axel to just get away from him. Like, Axel had said something about that blue haired twerp and Demyx just told him to stop. And this was right after they got out of the school too!" The female voice continued to gossip as I scoffed a bit. So his name's Demyx. Sounds better than 'Dem-Dem'. I thought to myself. Not even five minutes and I ended up right in front of the doors of the drum club. It was open. It looks like he opened a few seconds earlier, I guess my thoughts mumbled as I reached for the handle and opened the door. There was a small breeze of heat that hit my face and it felt nice. I walked in and looked around. No one had barely came yet, do I decided to walk to the back and grab a seat. It would be a while till people got here, so I would have a little more time to relax too. I headed toward the back of the room, and saw that a side door was cracked. One that wasn't usually there. And being the curious fucker I am, I quietly walked to the door and peered in, only to have my eye widen like saucer plates.

"W-What the fuck?" Was the only thing that was able to escape my mouth, without it falling to the ground.

A/N: So I hope you guys enjoyed! Yep. Zexion's now met Roxas, Larxene, Axel and Demyx! Well, not quite formally with Axel and Demyx but certainly with Roxas, and some way, Larxene! I'm sorry I didn't update but tons of things were due today in school, and I just couldn't make it. But! I will try to update regularly. So I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Stay tuned for the next one! Also, review please~! Reviews are very nice~ Anyways, Later.