Roxas sighed in relief and dashed from the theater at the first sign of the bell. He was thankful to get away from Drama, even if he was headed to History. He didn’t care much for History, but it sure beat anything with Axel in it.
                Sora chased after him, “That’s so sweet, you get a leading role!” he cried jealously.
               “You can have it; I don’t want it,” Roxas sighed, walking faster.
                “No, I would but I’m not that good of an actor. That’s why I didn’t take it,” Sora replied, “Besides, you and Axel will look much better together than me and him.”
                “How do you figure that?” Roxas cried, stopping in the hallway and turning to face his friend.
                Sora looked around, making sure not to cause a scene. He continued slowly once everyone had stopped looking at them, “Well, I don’t really know, but something about the chemistry…”
               And that’s when Roxas lost it.
                “Chemistry?!!?!?!? Are you out of your mind?!!??!” he screamed.
               “Roxas….Roxas calm down,” Sora urged.
               “Calm down?!?! Calm down?!?!?! You think I’m going to be calm at a moment like this??!?!? I have to kiss a guy!! A guy!!! Did you hear me?? Do you hear what I’m saying to you??”
              “Yes… a guy, yes I got it,” Sora whispered, slightly frightened.  
              “And you expect me to be calm?” he demanded.
              “Well, it’s only Drama. Only one kiss,” Sora reasoned.
              “I don’t care how many kisses there is! If there’s going to be one, we might as well just make out! I mean, I’m already sacrificing my dignity for this, why not go the extra mile? Hell, we should just sleep—” but he wasn’t able to finish for a hand gripped his shoulder and spun him around. Xaldin looked down at him angrily.
             “Come with me,” the gruff teacher growled. Roxas shut up and followed sheepishly behind the big man to his office where he was sat down in a hard grey chair.
             “So what’s this about making out and sleeping?” Xaldin asked in a low tone.
             “Uh… Drama class,” Roxas replied, not sure of what else to say.
             “I see. Although I see that as no excuse for disrupting our hallways, I may let it slide. What play are you doing?” Xaldin asked.
             “Romeo and Juliet,” Roxas sighed in defeat.
             “Ok… who’re the leads?”
             “Me and…ahltg,” Roxas mumbled.
             “You and who?” Xaldin asked.
             “Axl…” Roxas mumbled again.
             “Who?” Xaldin asked.
             “Axel!” Roxas shouted.
             Xaldin’s eyes widened, then he grinned, “Ok. If you give me free tickets to the end show I won’t give you detention,” he said, standing up.
             Roxas looked at him, confused, “What? How does that make any—” but he was shooed out the door and once again found standing in the hallway. The bell rang and Roxas was late for class. He sighed and walked toward the 300 hallway.
             On the way Roxas kept his eyes glued to the floor as people walked by to ensure that no eye contact was made with any of them. He had already made a spectacle of himself and he didn’t want to make it worse by attracting someone’s attention.
            But where in the history of the world has Roxas ever NOT attracted attention?
            As Roxas walked quickly with his head down, a familiar red-haired boy was walking right beside him. Yup, you guessed it, it was Reno.
            (Ha ha! I got you! I bet you thought it was Axel! Well guess what? You thought Wrong!! Hahahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahahahah…..ahem… Moving on.)
            “Hey kid, what’s the matter?” Reno asked, jerking Roxas from his mind and causing him to look up, “You look like someone threw you into hell and made you be a lead in a romance play with Axel!” he laughed. Typical Reno = he knew everything without anyone telling him.
           Roxas locked his eyes back on the floor, willing Reno to go away. But Reno had no intention of doing so, and he stayed with his Blonde friend, “C’mon, it can’t be that bad! I mean, seriously, Axel won’t tell anyone if you’re good or bad in bed!”
           Roxas stopped dead in his tracks, confusedly looking up at Reno, “What did you say?” he asked.
           “Well, Romeo and Juliet spend the night together, right? Well what do you think they did?” Reno asked smugly.
            Roxas continued staring at him, “But… this is a high school play… we can’t…we wouldn’t… she couldn’t make us… no normal teacher would…”
            “Larxene is not a normal teacher,” Reno pointed out.
            Roxas thought for a moment, “I feel sick. I’m going home,” he concluded, rushing to the main doors. Reno laughed at his cute friend and leaned against a wall, obviously satisfied with himself.
            Roxas ran to the doors and thrust them open, breathing in the cool spring air. He set off at a sprint toward the nearest seven eleven where he planned on buying the biggest slurpee possible to help him get over his problem. He could always sort things out better when he was taking in sugar.
But he never got the chance.
            As Roxas was running across the field, he heard a voice call after him. It was an unwanted voice. (Any voice would have been unwanted at that moment) And it seemed to be chasing him. Roxas didn’t want to look to see who it was and ran faster to get away.
           But there was no getting away from Kairi who had grown over the summer and had much longer legs than poor, short Roxas. Life’s tough when you’re small.
           “Wait up, Roxas!” she called, catching up. Roxas didn’t slow down but looked behind himself to ensure that yes, it was Kairi and yes, no one else was with her.
           But as he looked back he tripped on a gopher hole and face-planted into the dirt. Roxas groaned and sat up, wiping himself off. Kairi sat down in front of him and smiled.
           “I caught you,” she teased. Roxas glared at the freak and stood up, spitting dirt from his mouth onto her shoes. He turned and left, leaving her to look at her shoes in disgust.
           But she recovered quickly and followed annoyingly after him, pestering him with questions, “Why are you leaving school? I saw you run out, where are you headed? Did Reno say something weird again? Howe was drama? I heard about that hallway seen, Namine told me. I only guessed it was you, she didn’t know, because she doesn’t know you exist. Ok… maybe now she does now, but I don’t think that’s a good thing, is it?” she sighed, annoyed that she wasn’t getting answers. Not that she was leaving time for them or anything, “How’s Sora? Is he good? I heard his dog died. Is that true? What about his fish, is he ok? Did he ask about me?”
          “Oh for the love of… Shut up!” Roxas screamed, turning around, “I’m leaving school because it’s none of your business. I’m headed somewhere but I’m not telling you where because that’s none of your business. I’m not telling you about drama because it’s none of your business. I’m not telling you if that’s a good thing or not because it’s none of your business,” Roxas paused for a breath, Kairi remained silent, and he continued, “Sora is doing fine, although it’s none of your business. I’m not sure what you mean by good, but whatever you mean it’s none of your business. Yes his dog died; two years ago! Seriously Kairi, get over it. And yes it is true, obviously. His fish is fine, but that’s none of your business, now is it? No he did not ask about you. He never has and never will, now LEAVE  ME ALONE!!!”
            Roxas took off running again but Kairi didn’t follow. Her plan had failed. She was trying to do the get-close-to-your-crush’s-friend-so-he-notices-you trick. She sighed and headed back to the school, she didn’t really want to be close to Roxas, anyway. She found him to be too… angerable, sensitive and emotional, all in a bad way.
           But that was none of her concern.

           Roxas seethed across the parking lot and across the street, not bothering to look for oncoming traffic. He was almost hit by a car but since he wasn’t he didn’t’ care. He stormed over the bridge and through a woman’s garden. Normally he would’ve at least said he was sorry, but he didn’t. He stomped up his walk and onto his front porch. He turned the key and the door sprung open, revealing Vexen, his older brother, on the other side.
           “What’s your hurry? Ain’t you got classes now?” Vexen asked as he stepped aside for Roxas to enter.
            Roxas flopped onto his couch, mad that he hadn’t gotten a slurpee, but happy he was home, “I can’t take it today,” He answered, covering his head with a pillow.
            Vexen came back inside and closed the door, “Well I was going to go see Saix. You wanna come? I think he has a younger brother, he might be home,” Vexen suggested.
            Roxas shook his head, “No, I don’t wanna,” he answered.
            “Well that’s too bad, cuz you’re coming anyway,” he said, grabbing Roxas and dragging him from the house. Roxas groaned but let himself be dragged to Vexen’s car. He got in and buckled up, ready for Vexen’s driving.
            “Ready?” Vexen asked. Roxas nodded and they took off at a speed where they were hardly able to see their surroundings. Roxas gripped the handle on the door, ready to evacuate when necessary. But the time never came and before he knew it they were parked in from of a blue house. Vexen got from the car and headed to the door, Roxas following close in pursuit.
            Vexen knocked on the door which soon opened, Saix smiling back at him. Vexen and Saix headed to the kitchen while Roxas went to the living room which he found on accident as he was searching the house for TVs. Roxas situated himself on the leather couch and began flipping through channels. Before he knew it, Zexion entered the room and sat on the other couch with a book.
             “I didn’t know you were coming over,” Zexion said quietly.
             “Neither did I.”
             “Yes, well if I would’ve known, I wouldn’t have invited Axel over,” Zexion said simply as he leaned back and opened his book.
             “Wait! You WHAT?” Roxas cried.

                                       *Ding-Dong*