A/N: Here I am again, with my first fanfic!
I know that I said this chapter would be up much earlier, I'm really sowwy for that :C
But I do have a reasonable explanation which you probably don't care about xD
I had this chapter written like a day after I uploaded the first one, but I didn't have access
to my computer until today. So, I'm typing this now, and it's 2AM over here 8D
Anyway, I hope this chapter will make up for the lateness. I think it's much more eventful than the first one :3
Oh and thank you so much for those who reviewed, made this story a favorite or simply read it. You make me puke rainbows.
Warnings: Boys love, angsty teenagers and bad language .Yeah, sorry for cussing so much.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my decaying brain cells and a sexy, sexy cat. –wink-
Well, on with the story~

Chapter 2: If you're Troubled and Hurt, What You have got Under Your Shirt Will Make Them Pay for the Things that They Did.

Relax, Roxas. Don't look his way.

Four words: easier said than done.

The stupid redhead was shouting "Four eyes!" like his ass was on fire. Does he have some

kind of obsession for nerds?

People looked between us, and wouldn't stop looking at me like they waited for me to do

something interesting.

When the redhead heard no answer, he started throwing food my way. Real mature.

A greasy pizza slice flew right at me, but I dodged it easily thanks to my cat reflexes.

And then I saw an apple flying my way. Damn my love for apples. I just couldn't let it rot away until some creepy janitor found it.
The apple hit my chest with a loud thump. It bounced off my chest and I quickly caught it before it hit the floor. Without thinking, I took a bite.
Oh, juicy goodness.
My mood went back up for a few seconds, until I raised my head to see every student in the cafeteria looking at me with disbelief. I didn't panic though. How could I let such a fine apple go to waste?
I stayed silent and went to the lunch line to get some food. The redhead kept staring at me, appearing enraged.
Pft.
"What the fuck?", he growled. I just ignored him again. It was pretty amusing, actually.
Suddenly someone shouted "Food fight!", and all hell let loose.
Food was flying in every direction .In my old school there wasn't as much action.
I swiftly dodged the attacks, still keeping my place in line.
There was a sudden silence.
I glanced around the room to see Mr. Xemnas standing at the entrance, his yellow eyes full of fury.
"Who started it?", he asked. Everyone pointed the redhead's way, expect of the kids who were sitting at his lunch table.
I just snickered. Guess attention whore got some attention. It's probably paycheck day or something.
Mr. Xemnas glared him down. "Axel, in my office.", he said icily.
The redhead sneered. "Whatever.", he said before flipping me the bird and exiting the room.
That guy is such a ray of sunshine.
I didn't care really, I just wanted some food.
Everyone started talking again as soon as they left.
I set down my tray, with an apple, some kind of distorted sandwich and a bottle of apple juice. The food here is disgusting. At least, they have apples.
Oh apples.
I made a mistake when I decided to stay in the lunch room. Goodbye, my chance to eat peacefully.
Every few seconds, someone would pass by to get a report on what the hell just happened. Like I would know. Some girl even asked me if I'm okay, or if I would like to go to the nurse.
I was just hit with a single apple. Sheesh.
Like that wasn't enough attention, I could feel all eyes burning holes through my back. Fortunately, by the end of lunch everyone had forgotten what happened.

After lunch, was English, where I saw that Zexion kid again.
The English teacher looked so miserable, which wasn't a surprise, I might add. The average attention span of most of her students was three seconds, after all. From what I've heard, she was a substitute. The English teacher, , was apparently in Gambling Rehab.
The teacher looked pleadingly at Zexion, who only shrugged to her dismay. At last, she gave up and just gave us a writing assignment. As soon as I was done with it, I reached down to my ass-pocket to get my phone. Maybe I should text Sora. I haven't talked to him since we moved here three days ago.
Shit. My phone…
And so, I spent all of the remaining time with my arms crossed on top of my desk, gazing at nothing.
The bell rung and I lazily picked my backpack off the floor, heading towards the door.
Someone bumped into my shoulder . I mumbled a quiet "sorry", without even looking the person's way. "It's okay", I heard the equally quiet reply. I looked his way and saw Zexion glancing back at me.
"Hey." Why am I so talkative today?
"Hello.", he chuckled. "Don't worry about Axel by the way, he does that to every new student until he gets bored."
"Oh, you mean the redhead attention whore?" I said with mock horror.
He looked at me with his eyebrows raised, and let out a low laugh.
"Yeah, that's the one."

After that, we headed together to physics, since we both had the same class, again.
When we reached the class, the teacher greeted me.
The teachers here are so weird, I swear. This one had spiky brown hair, with a scar across his face. He looked young despite him acting so serious. He said his name was Squall, but I should address him as Leon. I agreed without questioning it. The guy looked intimidating enough without me prying into his secrets.
Zexion sat in his regular place in the front of the class. I caught an available seat in the far end of the room. Mr. Leon gave us a worksheet to work on for the whole period.
I finished it without too much effort, but I had so much time to spare.
I flipped the worksheet onto it's clear side, and drew a curved line.
By the end of the period, the worksheet had numerous portraits of Patrick Star on it.

For the last period, the class was dismissed, due to some dumbass starting a fire in the Biology lab.

On my way home, some pink-haired dude threw a fucking rose at me, like it was some sort of a kunai or something. It didn't even hit me, yet he started laughing like a maniac and fucking skipped away. Come to think of it, I saw him sitting with the redhead at lunch, with a bunch of other flamboyant guys with various hair colors. There was also a blond girl. What girl in her right mind would hang around those psychos?
I finally made it to my house. I don't even know how I managed to remember where my house is.
I opened the door, and it was quiet as usual.
Exhausted and confused, I flopped head-first into my bed, and fell asleep instantly.
I woke up around 9 PM the same evening. Surprisingly, my father was home.
"How was school?", he asked, not actually taking interest.
"Alright, I guess.", I replied, my voice void of emotion.
He just nodded, sipping some of his coffee.
"I need a new cellphone.", I said, getting straight to the point.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Alright.", he said, nonetheless, without asking what happened to the old one.
After a few seconds of looking at him silently, I took Shadowmere and an apple, and headed back to my room.
I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes, hearing my father conversing and laughing with the maid. Wow dad, you're such a fan-fucking-tastic father .
Still hearing the maid's giggles, I drifted into sleep.

Waking me up from a dream about the rights of M&Ms in Alaska, Shadowmere nuzzled his nose against my neck.
"Oh Shadowmere, you're the only one who loves me!", I sighed dramatically and put a hand on my chest. Shadowmere looked startled.
Laughing, I took him off my chest and turned sideways and got off my bed. Then I looked at the white alarm clock standing on my desk, only to discover it's 4 AM in the fucking morning.
At least now I can take a long-ass shower.
I groggily headed to the bathroom.
I turned the water on and took off my shirt.
By the time the water reached surface-of-the-sun temperature (which is perfect), I was fully undressed. Climbing into the giant bathtub, I positioned myself under the stream of hot water.
Feeling every hot drop of water's touch made me feel awake.
I squeezed some shampoo into my hand and massaged the foamy substance into my hair. Turning the water on again, I washed the shampoo off, running my hands through my hair.
Turning off the water once more, I conditioned my hair.
Then I took some strawberry soap (Shut up, it's manly.) and ran my hands down my body. Then I touched my tattoo. I looked at the shape on my left hip, twisting my whole body to do so. Damn, I'm flexible.
Running my finger along the shape of a crown, I smirked, remembering Sora.
The crown shape on my hip is identical to the amulet on my lucky chain. The only exception is the title Key of Destiny under the crown in my tattoo.
I stood under the stream of hot water for some time.
When I got out of the shower, I grabbed a clean towel and wrapped it around my waist. I took another towel to dry my hair off with.
Finally out of the steamy bathroom, I felt the cold morning air like ice needles all over my body. Are my thoughts always so poetic after a shower?
I glanced at the clock once again. 4:47 AM.
I still have like, three hours until I have to get to school.
I pulled a black tank top over my still-wet head, and pulled on a pair of faded, torn jeans. It's probably cold outside.
No shit Sherlock, it's 5 AM.
I wore a black and white striped hoodie with fake fur adoring it.
I finished getting dressed and put on my bracelet and chain. Then, I brushed my hair and just flipped it in a random direction. Looking good.

I have no idea what possessed me to do so, but I found myself walking into the 24/7 convenience store down the street. Seriously brain, what the hell.
Well, I might as well buy some apples and decent food to have at lunch. I swear I saw that sandwich moving yesterday.
I went down the candy aisle, hands in my pockets.
The convenience store was empty save for two suspicious guys with disturbing mustaches, me, and some workers.
There was this creepy staff member who followed me around and told me about items on sale and low-fat yogurts. I wasn't listening anyway. But then I saw someone come through the automatic doors.
Fire-red hair, tattoos under his eyes.
Oh shit. That's redhead attention whore.
Running for my life, I pulled the hoodie over my head. When I reached the cashier, I quickly paid for the items and practically ran out of the store. I could feel people giving me the WTF look behind my back. See if I care. I can't let the redhead see me when I'm not in school mode. What the hell was he even doing in the convenience store so early in the morning? Oh wait. That's exactly what I was doing.
I headed back to my house. When I finally made it to the front yard, I saw a delivery man standing in front of the door.
"Yes?", I asked when he rang the doorbell.
Apparently, he didn't see me come behind him, and I scared him out of his skin. Dang my ninja skills.
After apologizing for making him crap his pants, he said he was there to deliver a cellphone to Roxas Dobrovskay. Damn bitch. It's Dobrovsky.
I took the package and signed the papers.
Tearing the wrapping paper, I opened the box with the excitement of a five year old going to Disneyland.
And there it was. A sleek black and white phone, identical to the old one. Finally we meet again, my love.
When Shadowmere came sniffing around my new cellphone, I tapped his nose and shooed him away. No way he's ruining this one.
I looked at the clock again. 7:57 AM. Just in time to leave for school. I threw off my hoodie and wore a Super Smash Bros T-shirt. Back into geek mode. I tamed my hair and put my glasses on.
Hopefully, today will be less tiring.
I drove to school, unlike yesterday.
I parked my car in the school's parking lot.
Taking my backpack with me, I checked to make sure my phone was in place. Yup.
I entered the school and headed to my locker.
And there he was standing, in all his glory.
Redhead attention whore.
When he saw me, he instantly smiled. But it wasn't a " How's it going buddy? Want to go play some Xbox?" smile. Oh no. It was EVIL.
"Hey four eyes! Why were you ignoring me yesterday?", I heard him say as I opened my locker.
This was getting really annoying.
Suddenly, I felt my collar being grabbed.
"Haven't your parents taught you to answer when someone's talking to you?", he growled as I felt my back slam into the cold metal of the lockers. Still, I didn't say a thing.
The kids who were with him at lunch yesterday were standing some feet away, laughing their asses off. Oh, and a bunch of other kids watching the scene unfold. Assholes.
The redhead's smile disappeared and he looked at me as if I were dirt.
Then, I felt his fist collide with my cheek. At that, I grimaced, but didn't make any sound.
Breathe Roxas. Count to ten.
You don't want to get in trouble just because of some jackass. Just ignore-
"Hey four eyes, are you blind like a fucking bat without these? And maybe I'll take this too?"…
I felt his fingers grabbing my glasses, and his other hand yanking at my chain.
Oh fucking hell no.
Then, I heard a cracking sound and people gasping in shock.
Did he break my ribs or something?
Oh, I just hit his jaw.

"You're on, bitch."

A/N: Ooooooh drama time yo!
I hope you liked this chapter. Some of the scenes were pretty stupid, actually xD
The title for this one is a line from MCR's "Teenagers". I don't only listen to MCR I swear! xDD
Anyway, please review, and feel free to point out any mistakes, since I'm new to this and I really need your opinion! :D
English isn't my native language, so please forgive any mistakes. I'm a beginner and I have no one to be my faithful Beta :c
~ Jelly the Courageous Banana.