"Hey."
The redhead leaned out into the aisle again. Roxas resisted the urge to roll his eyes and returned the glance.
"I'm not letting you copy any more of my notes, Axel," he said.
"Ouch," Axel replied. "Rejection. It hurts."
"It was deserved," Roxas answered, leaning back in his chair slightly.
"Take me back," Axel pleaded, leaning further out in his chair and setting his chin not so gently on Roxas's shoulder.
"No w—what the heck are you doing? Your chin is sharp," Roxas exclaimed, leaning away. His movement didn't deter Axel, though. "Stop touching me!"
"Do you two have something you want to share with the class?" their teacher barked from his desk on the opposite side of the room.
"No, sir," was their simultaneous response.
The room fell mostly silent again. Roxas glanced down at his desk and saw that his notes had vanished.
"Hey, you stole my notes!"
"Shh," the redhead replied. "You're not supposed to talk in study hall."
A/N: Aaahhh. All I have to say right now is that I'm sorry I keep forgetting to update this. How very unreliable of me. I'm sorry...