Roxass Point of View
I sat in the corner of the gym where we were supposed to wait before class started. Everyone knew each other, except me. Everyone was used to being here, except me. And, most likely, everyone was happy here, except ME. I couldnt stop myself from glaring coldly at everyone who came close to eye contact with me. I watched everyone with their friends, talking happily, like normal people, I guess, when I spotted a boy, about a year older than me, with strikingly red hair. He was staring at me. What the hell
? I thought, glaring my worst. He seemed to straighten up a bit, and turned to whisper to the boy with silver hair next to him. Suddenly, a loud blaring noise echoed off the gym walls, and everyone rushed out of the doors. The bell
I guessed, preparing myself to find my way through this maze of hallways that was called a school.
I was about to get up when the boy with red hair suddenly approached me. He seemed too full of himself to know who he was dealing with. I glared, even though I knew it wouldnt help. I decided to ignore him, turning my attention to my gameboy.
What game are you playing?
I stopped. Great, now he was going to talk to me too? I looked up at him, hoping my stare was evil enough.
Kingdom Hearts
.?
Oh
cool
Yeah, cool I thought, now leave me the hell alone.
He didnt leave. I went back to trying to defeat the heartless that were attacking me in the little box of light. I saw him shift nervously out of the corner of my eye, but I didnt bother to look up.
Well
. bye
He said anxiously, slowly getting up and walking off.
Whatever
I answered, though I truly didnt care. I put my gameboy up and shoved it in my backpack, getting ready to attempt to find my way through school.
Axels point of view
Another boring school day
I sighed, attempting to make conversation with Riku. You think anything interesting will happen today, Riku?
No response. Riku?
Riku was staring off in another direction, from what I could tell the boy with brown spiky hair that was named Sora. I waved my hand in front of Rikus face. HELLO?? He snapped out of his trace, looking at me with a confused expression on his face. Stop daydreaming about whats his face
Sora
Riku let out a longing sigh, resting his chin in his hand.
I cant help it if I have a crush on him, jeez! I could tell he wanted to turn his attention back to Sora, but knew I was desperate to talk to someone.
I looked around the gym, for something, ANYTHING that would spike my interest. I saw sitting in the corner of gym, farthest away from anyone, was a boy I had never seen before, maybe about a year younger than me. But I could feel my pulse go up when I realized how gorgeous he was. His spiky blonde hair framed his innocent, yet angst written face, with eyes bluer than anything Id ever seen. He looked pretty goth to me, sitting there in black, white, red, and checker patterns. He had a gameboy, cursing under his breath at whatever he was playing, also, a cold, menacing glare never left his face. Despite this, he was beautiful, his perfect features seemed so peaceful behind those troubled eyes, and it struck inspiration in me to do anything I could to find out what was troubling them.
Hey, Riku, do you know who that kid is over there?
Who?
I pointed to him, feeling proud of my amazing discovery. Oh, Riku knew something, I became excited. Thats the new kid, just moved here.
Do you think I should go talk to him?
Rikus gaze was beginning to drift back to Sora again, but he managed to give me at least an answer. Sure
whatever floats your boat.
I observed him for a while, taking in all the details that I could, when I noticed him glaring at me. Those intense blue eyes were piercing, and that perfect face was twisted into an admonishing grimace. I jumped a bit, surprised by his sudden scowl, and I turned back to Riku.
Riku, hes glaring at me
do you think he hates me?
Riku didnt answer me, just daydreaming again. Fine, Ill go talk to him!
Just then, that loud blaring bell rang, and the crowds of people began to rush behind me, but I still walked over to my glaring angel, wanting more than anything to talk to him.
When I finally approached him though, I was speechless. Crap
what do I say?? Come on Axel, say something nice, just anything!
What game are you playing?
I punished myself inside. Shit! What a stupid thing to say! He glared up at me again, making my very thought process stop.
Kingdom Hearts
?
Well, at least he responded. Cool
he seemed to be ignoring me now, and I felt my stomach twist. The situation was getting too tense. Whats with me? Usually I would have him eating out of the palm of my hand right now!
Silence as he continued his game.
Well
bye
This was strange. I got up and walked away quickly, heading for the beginning of classes.
Whatever
I heard him mutter under his breath. He hated me, if not the whole world, already. Great.
I formed a crush on a boy I knew I couldnt have.















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i like soriku narusaku simokamina but i cant say im not interested in narukiba iono y but i like it show me narukiba!!!!! rawr
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"To be forgotten is worse than death..."
- Freya Crescent, Final Fantasy IX
YAY!!!
i luffs this mucho!!!
the setting and characters are so awesome...and now i wanna imagine Roxy as a goth....-nosebleed-
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Pornz?
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Adopted Genisis from The Den!!
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i like soriku narusaku simokamina but i cant say im not interested in narukiba iono y but i like it show me narukiba!!!!! rawr
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"There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2020, there should be a large elderly population with perky tits and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them."
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"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty."
-Mother Teresa
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"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty."
-Mother Teresa
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"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty."
-Mother Teresa
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"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty."
-Mother Teresa
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