Kairi:

“Say hi to the new kid.” The teacher sighed; I stared at the class through my fringe, awaiting their reply

“Hi” they all muttered, they were rather displeased about having a new person in their class, they’d probably been a tight group for a few years now.

“Find a seat girl,” The teacher, Mr. Even, grunted at me. I doubt he’d even check to see what my name was, “over by the love birds’ll do,” he dismissed me. I glanced over the room to find whom he’d referred to as the ‘love birds’.

By ‘love birds,’ Mr. Even meant a pair of guys seated up the back end of the room, arms around each other in a manner that gave off strong vibes of homosexuality. Nothing against the gay society or anything like that but I was slightly nauseated by their touchy-feely stuff.

No matter how much I tried not to look at them or stare, I kept looking over and the couple. One was brunette and the other had the most unusual hair colour I’d seen before, silver.

As Mr. Even paced at the front of the room blabbering on about biology I was tapped on the shoulder by the person on the other side of me. I flinched slightly before turning to see a small blond girl wanting my attention.

“What’s your name?” she cocked her head to the side, causing her hair to slide around her shoulder.

“Kairi” I replied quickly, I could feel the heat in my cheeks. I hate being shy around new people. She smiled at me.

“I’m Naminé,” she pointed to herself. Naminé pointed to everyone in the room and told me their names in turn; I doubted I’d remember half of them.

She pointed to a red head sitting just in front of the love birds. “That’s Axel” She began explaining, “He’s one of the popular guys at school. He’s also dating Roxas, who’s a year level below us. He looks remarkably like Brunette-bird over there, only he’s dirty blond and his hair’s styled a little differently.” I’m sure I’d see this Roxas somewhere; it’s only a fairly small school.

After what seemed like hours the bell finally rang signaling the end of the most boring class I’d ever had to sit through. At least I had someone to talk to though.

“Do I honestly care” I heard part of a conversation between Axel and, whom I assumed by Naminé first love bird nickname, Silver-bird, “Sora’s ass can’t be ignored for too long y’know” he flicked his hair out of his face. I must admit, he looked gay.

“Yet I managed to stay away from Roxy’s for the whole lesson” Axel sighed

“That’s only because he wasn’t there” Silver-bird teased, they passed by and I caught no more of their little debate.

“Not everyone here is gay” Naminé appeared suddenly at my side

“Whoa, where did you come from?” I almost leaped in surprise and Naminé giggled softly

“Only the cutest guys at this school are gay,” she continued, completely ignoring my question, “What have you got next?” She leaned over and investigated my stuff.

“What’re you doing?”  I demanded.

“Don’t worry, I’ll ignore anything personal” she replied pulling out the copy of the timetable I’d been given earlier that morning. “Advanced art!” She smiled at the yellow highlighted code for my subject.

“Big class?” I asked, I hoped it wasn’t.

“Nope,” she handed me back the timetable, “just me,” she paused, “and now, you” She smiled again. By the way she was acting I suspected she’s been lonely throughout school. Her interpersonal skills were, lacking to say it nicely, and she was a little bit obnoxious, but apart from that she was really sweet.

“Sounds like a good class” I grinned, I spotted the area where my locker was and headed towards it “ah no offence or anything Nam,” I started to say but she cut me off before I could continue

“I’m so sorry, I’m being obnoxious aren’t I. I really am sorry, I don’t have many friends, and not many people talk to me. But you looked really nice so I though, maybe, we could be friends,” she began to babble on with apologies and how she wasn’t really that good with people, as I retrieved my things from my locker and stuffed what I didn’t back in.

“Nam, relax my best friend Selphie has the same problem,” I cut her off this time. She blinked in confusion for a few seconds.

“Did you call me Nam?” she was surprised.

“Yeah, it’s customary to shorten a friend’s name,” I replied, “Isn’t it?”

“Yeah it is,” she hesitated slightly; almost as if she was afraid to say it, “Kai,” I smiled at her.

“Looks like you already have your stuff so let’s get going” I pointed to her sketch pad and began to walk down the hall

“Yeah” She followed for a few seconds before taking the led and taking me to the right classroom.