Sorry for this REALLY later update everyone ; u ;. I did not forget this, it's just writing chapters is sosososososo (xinfinity) hard T ^ T. I even completely forgot a bit of the plot I wanted so I had to read through the other 2 chapters and omg, so many typos (that I'm too lazy to edit) OTL. Well, I hope you like this chapter ` o `

Chapter Three

The park was warm this day, a small brunette boy played within the large sandbox. Even on an island you couldn't always just go to the beach to enjoy sand, some days weren't suitable.

The boy began to mold the slightly pre-dampened sand into the shape of his bucket. Grabbing as much sand he could in his tiny hands and dropping it within the bucket.

Everything seemed calm and peaceful to him until a white haired boy came up and broke through the silence.

"Hey, what's your name?" He asked, sitting down to his knees in front of the brunette.

"S-Sora!"

Sora began walking through crowds and lines of his peers, looking for the right line. A small hand grabbed around his wrist, startling him a bit.

"Sora," Kairi said. "I thought you were following me?"

"Oh," Sora put his hand behind his head. "I guess I should've been." He remembered that Kairi's last name was Inamoto, the letter 'I' coming right after 'H' for his surname Hibari.

Kairi giggled, "You think?"

The two soon reached the front of the line and received their schedules. Just as they did, the bell rang for classes to begin. Quickly waving 'goodbye' and 'good luck' to each other they made their way to their separate classes.

Sora looked down at his schedule as he walked through the hall. "I have Art first?" He suddenly stopped walking. "Which room is 23-Uhwaa!" Sora tipped forward, being bumped into from behind, but quickly caught his balance and turned around to see the same guy he had bumped into earlier. "WHY ARE YOU HERE!" He yelled, feeling a tad bit scared.

"I go to this school," The silver haired boy rolled his eyes and looked down at the brunette. "If you haven't noticed."

Sora sighed, calming down a bit. "Y-You…didn't have to follow right behind me like that." The nervousness from their earlier encounter was returning

"Tch! No one told you to stop in the middle of the hallway like that," Riku nonchalantly took Sora's schedule from him and then flicked it back. "Follow me if you're lost. I have Art first too."

Sora blushed and quickly picked up his schedule, trailing behind Riku. 'I can't believe this is the second time I've spoken to RIKU, DWHS's star Blitzball player, this day. This hasn't happened since-."

The brunettes thought quickly stopped when he saw Riku snapped his fingers in his face. "Do you go into dazes all the time or…?"

Sora quickly shook his head, battering his long lashes. "No, I d-don't!" He quickly exclaimed. His eyes then adjusted to his surroundings and he realized that the two of them were in front of a classroom door that had the sign "ART ROOM 235" in many different colors.

Riku opened the door and walked in, Sora behind him. "Don't think of sitting next to me." The silverette snobbily said making Sora stop in his tracks and he sigh under his breath. If only Riku was nice.

"Sora!" Roxas waved over at his friend, blue eyes widened a bit. He was surprised that Sora was in this class, he thought he'd be alone. Sora walked over to the table Roxas was sitting at and sat down across from him. The blonde then covered the side of his mouth with his hand and whispered over to Sora "You shouldn't be walking with a guy like Riku. Why were you anyway?"

Sora rested his hand on his cheek. "I was lost so he helped me find the way. See, he IS nice!"

"But what he did to that kid last year is just so…so…," Roxas searched for a correct word. "Blahh! I just don't want that to happen to you ." He crossed him arms against his chest.

Sora pursed his lips. "It won't." he said looking to the side. Roxas took this moment to reach out and play with Sora's chubby cheeks in between his palms. "Heyy!" Sora said, face looking fish like.

Unlike Sora and Roxas, Riku on the other hand had a couple more people to sit with. Zack Fair was one of the said people. Zack was also a player for DWHS's Blitzball team, playing one of the four defenders, but was not a part of the star players group.

"What are you taking art for," Riku asked. "You're a senior, aren't you?"

Zack smirked, his eyes seeming to light up. "I need the extra credits to graduate."

"Hello class," The classroom noise died down as the teacher made her appearance noticed. "I am Oerba Dia Vanille and I will be teaching your art class for this year! Because my name is a bit complicated as you may say, you can call me Miss Vanille!" She seemed to be on the excited side, writing her name across the top of the display white board in orange dry erase marker.

Noticing that the class remained quiet she decided to keep on talking. "In our syllabus we will…mmm well we don't have a syllabus," she bubbled. "But that's okay because in Art you should be able to express yourselves throughout your own individualism and not through an assignment! And, since that all I have to say, you guys can continue your chatter till the bell rings. Have fun!" She then walked back into her office in the backroom, closing the door.

"What a ditzy teacher." Roxas sighed, face frowning.

"At least she doesn't seem to be really strict." The brunette exclaimed, Roxas nodding in reaction.

"Oh I almost forgot," Roxas pulled a sheet a paper out of his backpack. "Show me your schedule."

; u ; don't expect another update too soon... -shot-