A/N: Hello everyone! I would like to thank all of those who took the time to review for my story. It does mean a lot to me, and I appreciate it very much. Thank you!! I would like for more people to tell me what they think because it is just so very encouraging! It truly is.
Well, as you read this, I would like for you to notice to tone and mood of the chapter. Also, please notice the actions and behavior from Olette, Namine, Kairi, Riku, and Marluxia. I will talk a little bit more about them in the end. Thanks!!
Warning: This is a very long chapter, longer than the last one. It is 11,000 + words.
Kairi’s Diary
Chapter 2: Just Another Day
The sun’s brilliant rays shone through the creamy pearl curtains of my window and gently hit my sealed eyes. I stifled a yawn as I stretched my arms, getting myself out of bed. Now a days, getting up for school didn’t matter too much anymore to me, not when Sora wasn’t attending the same school like we used to before in Destiny Islands. Reluctantly and most definitely unwillingly, I dragged my sorry ass to the bathroom after seeing that I overslept and had only twenty minutes to get to school.
When I turned the locked doorknob to the bathroom, I noticed a mist of hot, airy steam floating from underneath the door. Ugh! “Leon! Get out of the shower! You are going to make me late!” I exclaimed as I made a tight fist with my hand and banged on the door with great force.
“Yeah, yeah,” he assured from inside, his voiced combined with the running water of the shower.
I walked back to my room, that’s when I remembered my diary. It sat quietly on my desk top like it did all night while I struggled to sleep. I began to wonder where Marluxia really went when he disappeared back into the diary. What did it look like in there? I couldn’t spend time pondering about that since I didn’t have too much time on my hands to play with.
Slipping out of my grey sleeping shirt, I tossed it aside on my bed and reached for my pink top from my closet.
“Good morning,” greeted a musical voice behind me.
“Ah!” I turned around to see Marluxia standing only a few feet away from me.
“What the hell is your damn problem?” I was almost yelling now, and I usually don’t cuss but I thought it was necessary to express my anger. Seriously. Hurriedly I covered myself with my arms to save any dignity I had left. “You sick pervert!”
He let out a chuckle (the nerve of him!) “Relax darling. I only wanted to--” I cut him off before he could finish his unacceptable excuse.
“Get out! NOW!” My head jerked towards the door, indicating for him to leave. I trailed his every movement as he walked - no glided through - the door like some kind of ghost without uttering another word, but his croaked smile remained hanging on his handsome face.
I dropped my arms the moment he left to quickly get into my pink shirt adorned with zippers and trendy dark blue jeans. When I was done, I folded my pajamas and shirt then put them away neatly in my closet.
When I stamped out of my room, I saw Marluxia leaning against the hallway wall with his crummy grin still attached to his face. I glared at him angrily before I spoke, “What the hell was that?”
My bandaged hands were on my hips now as I tapped my foot. “Perv!” The mad expression on my face did not show any sign of leaving just yet. At that moment, Leon stepped out of the steamy bathroom with a towel in his hand as he dried his drenched dark brown hair. He stood still, wide-eyed as he stared at me. “What are you doing talking to the wall? And who are you calling a perv?”
I faced Leon now, he still looked confused and amused all at the same time. As if there was something funny about watching his younger sister talking to a wall where a Nobody, grim reaper thing which no one else could see but me stood after he got a show of my upper body.
“I wasn’t talking to the wall!” If only he knew who was standing there, then maybe he would understand. But, I don’t expect him to understand anything because I don’t think he‘s capable of understanding.
“So that means you’re talking to yourself?” He raised a questioning brow at me, a smirk made its way to his face.
Sighing, I said, “No, I was just….” I had no explanation for this. And I certainly couldn’t tell him about Marluxia.
He walked away downstairs laughing. Fine, whatever. Laugh all you want.
Diverting my attention to Marluxia, I murmured in a low tone, “Answer me!”
“Sorry, I just happened to be there when you came in. Don’t worry, it won’t happen again.” He flashed a smile at me, as if that would change anything. Yeah, he just “happened to be there.”
Still mad and upset, I went back in my room, closing the door behind me. I shoved the diary along with some of my other school books and hoisted my tan bag over my shoulder like I held Riku’s bag yesterday instead of holding it the way I usually do even though the dwelling pain in my hands ceased. I sighed sadly. My school bag reminded me so much of going to school with Sora at Destiny Islands since this was the same bag I used. I’ve been in Twilight Town for more than a few months now, am I’m still not used to it‘s industrialized ways of life yet.
Getting out of my room once more, I grunted to Marluxia, “Let’s just go now.” After brushing my teeth and evidently skipping the shower, since Leon used all the hot water and I didn’t want to give Marluxia a chance to get a full view of me (locking the door wouldn’t be enough since he could past through walls as he pleased, including the bathroom).
Rushing downstairs, I zipped by Leon who was tying his shoes to go to work at the Market Plaza, and ran out the house thinking how lucky he was because he already graduated and didn’t have to go through what I had to face almost everyday.
My bag gently hit against my back as I speed walked down the gravel pavement, worrying about not being late. All this diary and Marluxia business kept me from sleeping right. Now I was paying the price. I had to skip breakfast to make up some time to get to school, my stomach growled a bit but I ignored the irritating hunger pangs.
“That frown does not suit your lovely face, Kairi.” Marluxia was by my side, I totally forgot he was even following me as we strolled down the pathway through the quiet neighborhood. I forgot that he was going to accompany me to school today.
I turned my face a little to him, “I guess…” With fast movement, Marluxia grasped my arm and moved me to his side, barely helping me avoid the deep, long puddle of murky water.
“Don’t want you getting wet now,” saying that, he released his firm grip on my arm as we continued on our way. That was close, I could’ve gotten wet if he didn’t move me. But, it was him who had distracted me from looking at where I was going.
That’s when I realized the warm moisture lingering in the air and the intense wetness in my surroundings. The tops of all the homes, trees, and plants were soaked and dripped water as a result from last night’s lengthy thunder storm. This reminded me of one of the questions that pondered in my mind to ask. The streets were darkened by the water. The grass as well as the dirt, turned to mud due to the excess water. On top of all that, the welcoming sun hide behind a wall of gloomy, semi white clouds allowing for the environment to become gloomy and cloudy.
“Marluxia--” This time, he cut me off before I could even finish my inquiry.
“Kairi, anyone passing by may hear my name because you are talking too loud. Please do be careful when speaking to me.” His young face beamed at me as he cautioned me to be vigilant.
Of course, he was absolutely right. I was talking loud enough for anyone seeing me to hear everything I was saying. Apparently, Marluxia wanted his name and existence to be kept a secret. I felt my face flush when I remembered how Leon thought I was talking to myself. From now on, I have to whisper and talk quietly. I have to be careful.
“Sorry,” I apologized in a whisper. “Right, so I was wondering if the sudden weather change had anything to do with you.” I did my best to keep an eye ahead of me, to avoid any enormous puddles or obnoxious skateboarders like Riku, and to pay attention to Marluxia at the same time.
He didn’t answer me right away, but finally after some deep thought, he answered, “Yes…perhaps.”
I noticed him turn his face away from me along with some of his cheeriness fading away. From the looks of it, it seemed that he didn’t want to talk about the weather. Geez, and you may have thought that casually discussing weather with some Nobody type of thing wouldn’t get so bothered by it. It almost doesn’t make any sense. No, in fact, it made no sense at all.
An invisible grim reaper agreeing to accompanying me to school, after popping out of an unusual bloody diary, was still hard for my bemused mind to grasp. Regardless, it was nice to have him come along.
“I still have some questions to ask if you don’t mind.” I saw the school building appear closer as we walked so I thought maybe I could get a few answers for my questions. I didn’t know when I could talk to him until we were alone.
“I suggest that you ask me later at a better time.” His alert, sparkling eyes glanced around us.
We were beginning to walk into small crowds of students, some talked and laughed, all happy in their places. I sighed, it was obvious and smart not to ask Marluxia any questions when there were people around us.
Alright, I understand. No big deal. I can wait a little longer.
Holding my head high, I made my way through the different crowds. The farther I went, the larger the crowds got. Marluxia, who was still lingering beside me, phased through people who was in his way while I had to make my way through. How he passed through objects, especially people, still amazed me. He observed everyone with a keen eye, fascinated by each and every one of them. His mouth curled to a serious line as his eyes seemed focused and determined.
My eyes darted from one niche to another. There were the Goths, seven who leaned silently against an aging tree trunk in the shade wearing the most saddest, depressed frowns I have ever seen. Their identical dress attire of dark, black, and colorless clothing definitely didn’t add on to their cheeriness. All of their blank, hollow eyes stared ahead of them, with their pale hands stuffed into their jean pockets. A few of them had long bangs in front of their eyes, covering a majority of their faces. They even had a set of lip piercing, eye brow piercing, nose piercing, and an array of at least six earrings on each ear. I wondered if any of them have other friends or any happiness in their lives as I looked away from the creepiness.
Next, I noticed the skateboard clan. They were more upbeat looking in their casual earthy toned colored pants and graphic tees. Their expensive, brand name skateboards were held in place by their converse shoes. I noticed Riku first out of the group because of his tremendous height. Indeed, he was the tallest of them all. His open white vest like top and baggy jeans that hung below his waistline, revealing the top part of his dark boxers caught my attention. Gross. He waved when he saw me looking in his direction. As if I am going to acknowledge that. I simply ignored and turned away from him too.
On my left were the nerds and chess club. Their matching polo shirts were tucked in their pants that stopped a great deal above their ankles. Whenever they sat down, their pants would go up to their knees. Some wore Harry Potter-like glasses (the kinds that were black and round), actually some of them were hardcore Harry Potter fans, but not the normal kinds. They would have secret meetings in the basements of their homes discussing who knows what about Harry Potter while they pretended to be wizards and held wands and wore cloaks. I know, because one of them named Eric invited me to attend one of these mysterious meetings. Of course I refused because it was all too weird for me. It was sad to see that even the most unpopular kids had a place to be in, and here I was being a stick in the sand…or is it mud?
The joyful, overly preppy cheerleaders dressed in their matching red and white skirts and tops zoomed past me as they waved their pom-poms in the air to make their way to the jocks.
“Why are they dressed like that?” Marluxia asked, breaking my gaze.
“Prep rally.” They were always this happy whenever there was a prep rally at our school. That was their chance to show off their dance routines and whatever. He was silent was once more and continued to look around him.
Seifer’s gang stood close to the school’s gate entrance, picking on anyone -except for teachers and administrators - who passed through to get into the school’s courtyard. As I got closer, I noticed Seifer eying me closely.
“Hey, Kairi!” He exclaimed loudly for me to hear. I didn’t look at him, instead my attention was diverted to the different possible groups I could be a part of.
He snickered, his mean eyes bounced with playfulness. He and his crew, Fuu and Rai, blocked the gate so that I couldn’t get through. Both of his muscular arms were stretched horizontally, making sure that I couldn’t get by. Wow how lame. About ninety percent of this school’s population is terrified from Seifer and Company, but not me. He’s just a good for nothing jerk who really has nothing better to do with his life other than to harass the weak.
“Get out of my way,” I ordered sternly. My eyes showed no signs of fear, heck, there was nothing to fear from. Regardless, he did not move an inch.
“Why didn’t you answer me when I was calling you?” He relaxed his arms down a bit.
“Because I don’t have to.” My lips curved into a thin line as my eyes narrowed.
“Word,” Fuu muttered under her breath. It was strange how she only spoke one to two words at a time, no more, no less. And that one word help so much meaning.
“No one disrespects Seifer, y’know?” Rai told me, with his big arms dangling by his sides.
“I don’t give a damn. Now, get out of my way!” This was stupid. I wasn’t late for class because I was at least five minutes early before the bell, but I didn’t want to stand here all day.
Seifer balled his hands into rigid fists, anger boiled in his blood. He charged at me so quickly that I didn’t even know what hit me, he locked onto my arms behind me, then thrust me against the iron gate. My face pushed against the bitter cold bars, suddenly releasing a chill on my left cheek.
“I’m going to give you five seconds to let go of me,” I hissed. My bag was on the floor now, with the diary sticking out just a hair. I wasn’t worried about anyone touching it because it wasn’t that noticeable, but what I did mind was that Seifer had just attacked me and now my face was against an iron gate.
“Or what?” Seifer tightened his grip around my wrists. It felt like the bones in my arms were clashing together, corrupting the flow of the blood circulation as well.
“One…”
His grip didn’t loosen. He was really asking for it.
“…three…five!” I deliberately skipped the numbers two and four because that’s how I counted at times like these. It usually throws off the person attacking me, which is what worked now. Seifer was caught off guard at my sudden count at five, I jerked my right wrist out of his grasp easily, since the thumb wrapped around the majority of my wrist was the weakest of all the fingers. Then I swung my free hand around to his arm that held onto my other wrist. Hitting with the palm of my hand against the elbow of his left arm, I managed to swing him to the ground with a loud thud!
He landed face first as his entire body slid on the muddy earth. I stepped on his back then the top of his head to get through over to my bag. Of course I could have walked around him, but stomping on him was a lot more fun.
Some of the loud, rowdy chit-chatter died as people turned to see Seifer defeated, lying on the floor. Many suppressed a chuckle or two, but a lot laughed. I laughed with them too. It was the first time ever that anyone, especially a girl, brought him down. Slowly and gradually, he raised himself with the help of Fuu and Rai. Both of his companions exchanged confused, embarrassed looks at each other as Seifer brushed some of the mud from his face. The laughter increased all around, this was just too good.
I looked for Marluxia in the mass of people who gathered closer around (except for the Goths who continued to stand and stare), who was grinning along with others as he stood behind Riku. Riku stood not very far from the scene as well, evidently he saw what Seifer was doing to me and rushed to help, but he wasn’t fast enough. Besides, I don’t need his help. His eyes were black instead of blue-green as he looked at Seifer and his gang walk away from me with everyone still pointing at him.
When Marluxia meet my gaze, I motioned for him to come to me with a finger. Riku noticed as he turned from Seifer to me, smiling still. I in return did not smile, but made my way through the gate and into the school’s overly crowded courtyard.
“Wow, that was something!” Marluxia exclaimed to me as he assumed his position next to me.
“Why didn’t you help me?” I asked in a hushed tone, but still looking forward. Not that I needed his help, but it would have been convenient.
“If I did, someone might notice that a certain invisible Nobody helped you. I don’t want to arouse suspicion.”
“Yeah, OK.” Whatever.
I heard the rolling of wheels come to me from behind.
Grrr. Riku. Who else could it be?
“I didn’t know you knew how to fight!” Riku exclaimed happily. I tossed him a quick glance and saw that he was on his skateboard - of course - passing in and out of Marluxia’s illusion body unknowingly. Marluxia didn’t seem to mind, but he edged closer to my side.
“I don’t,” I answered back, not too delighted with his presence.
“Yeah?” He pointed back at the gateway with a great deal of laughter in his tone, “Then what was that?”
“Nothing. I was just lucky is all.” I quickened my pace to lose him, but his skateboard quickened too. He meet my new pace again, keeping close by me. It was true, I really did not know how to fight. I just knew a few moves, but that’s about it.
“Well, that was too awesome!”
I hopped onto the steps and hastened my way to the main entrance. I didn’t need to turn back to know that Riku was tailing me, holding his skateboard in his hands. He reached the front entrance first to hold the door open for me.
I passed through muttering a hasty ’thank you’ and he continued to follow. This was getting annoying now. I whirled around to him to ask him kindly to leave me alone, but he spoke first before I had a chance to open my mouth.
“So, I’ll see you around?” His perfect white teeth gleamed in the lights from the ceiling of the school as we rounded a corner past the main office.
“Um…yeah, sure.” I stopped in front of my locker: A156
His eyes were still dark and piercing black when he departed, but I didn’t inquire about that, about how his eye color changes so rapidly and randomly. I sighed annoyingly, forgetting about Seifer and Riku, it just made me have an unnecessary headache.
I focused on my locker which was an ugly shade of green, but there was nothing I could do about it, so why complain? Marluxia leaned against the lockers beside mine and followed Riku’s steps with an unsure stare.
“Stupid locker!” The dial to my locker refused to open even though I knew the combination cold. Sometimes, the dumb thing wouldn’t open for me. This would be one of those times. I kicked it once or twice, then it opened. I got my favorite reading book called, Looking in the Mirror, from the top shelf and shoved it in my bag.
“This isn’t bad of a school as I thought it would be,” Marluxia commented as we walked up the stairs and towards my first period class when the late bell rang.
“Yeah right.” We turned another corner as we reached the top floor, but then I quickly hid behind the wall from where we were coming from when I saw a certain someone coming our way.
Marluxia remained standing in the middle of the hallway in between the mob of students, he looked at me with puzzled eyes. I slid myself quietly down the wall, making sure that my auburn hair or my clothes didn’t stick out from the sides. I pressed a trembling finger against my quivering lips and shook my rigid head as Marluxia raised a brow in bewilderment. I could hear my tense breathing out of the rest of the raucous in the hallways. The laughter and talking of others faded out of my head within moments, I could hear nothing but the sound of the footsteps of that one person I was hiding from. I fought back tears that tried to break through the barrier that shield my eyes from shedding any tears of regret.
I could hear him, coming closer and closer with each step he took. I wanted to hide in the dark, vanish, disappear, whatever. I didn’t want to be here. I pressed my body against the wall harder as Marluxia looked ahead to meet his eyes. Then, I saw him walk right through Marluxia. As he did so, Marluxia’s transparent-like body corrupted for a split second but regained form as he past through completely.
Out of the sea of students, his was the only one I saw. Everyone else was a thick, colorful blur. It was all happening in slow motion, I could see every movement, every gesture. His hair swayed to the side as he flicked a sliver of hair from his crystal eyes with a hand. His white teeth peaked from his wide smile as he interlocked arms with that girl, Naminé, who rushed towards him. Her thin arms thrust through his body as they intertwined in a friendly hug while they walked down the hall together.
He didn’t seem to notice that he had just walking though a grim reaper’s body, one who couldn’t be seen. And his unconcerned eyes didn’t detect my existence, he didn’t see me. It all happened so fast, I took a deep breath when he was out of sight with her. I peeled myself from the wall and walked in the opposite direction. My mind and senses became aware of the noise in the hallways again as I took deep breaths to prevent unwanted tears.
“Kairi?” Marluxia placed a comforting hand on my shoulder as I almost ran to class. “What’s wrong? Who was that?”
I ignored his questions and maintained a perpetual gaze at the white, tile-like floor. On my way, Riku bumped into me slightly. I didn’t bother saying anything to him about it since I was the one not looking where I was going. I felt him stare at me as I continued to walk on.
Pushing my bag against my back, I trudged through my first period class, Geometry.
I took my usual place in the back, away from everyone else. My attention was glued to the windows instead of what the teacher was saying. Marluxia sat in the teacher’s comfortable wheel chair as she lectured the class about how to find perimeter and area of triangles. She, along with the rest of the class, couldn’t see him so it was perfectly fine for him to sit wherever he pleased.
My eyes darted from building to building as I peered out the closest window near me. The mind was malfunctioning, I couldn’t concentrate on anything. My heart beat staggered, it was beginning to freeze to a stop, as if a coat of ice embraced onto it. I felt a chill as Marluxia moved from the teacher’s chair to the empty one next to me.
“You have a far away look in your eyes,” he sounded worried as he tried to break through my shell.
“So what?” I answered back loudly, forgetting to talk in a quiet voice. Ms. Smith shot a hot frown at me.
“Excuse me?” She looked angry, her lips changed into a nasty grimace. Great, she must have thought that I was talking about her lecture. Shoot.
“Sorry, I wasn’t talking to you,” I answered weakly.
“Oh? So who were you talking to?” She looked at the empty seat beside me, then marched over to me. “Are you talking on a cell phone, Kairi?”
She looked at my empty hands and did a full inspection of me, still believing that I was talking to someone on a phone which I wasn’t doing. Her grey, suspicious eyes narrowed to thin, fine lines.
For the rest of class, I received many glances from Ms. Smith and the other students, all who were still curious about my sudden, random outburst. I had to pretend to pay attention to what was happening in the class, but it was completely out of my desire. Marluxia sat still, he didn’t ask or say anything to me, afraid that I would make another outburst and cause more trouble.
The bell rang and I was out of that door in a second.
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The rest of my classes passed by in the similar fashion until lunch time. I zoned out and did my best to stop myself from reliving my miserable undoable past. The only class that I had with Riku was Art. He sat by me, but not at the same table. That was good because I would have ignored him the whole time if he talked to me anyhow. I did catch him glancing at me more than needed though. As if my mind wasn’t troubled enough. Marluxia stayed a great distance away from him though.
It’s strange how one small thing can affect your whole day. I knew I had to get over this regretful, remorseful feeling from my system.
I took a seat at an empty table in the cafeteria by the Goths, who in return just stared at each other with their vacant eyes. As I patiently waited for Olette to appear, Marluxia beamed at me, trying to get me in a better state of mind as I took a bite into my red apple. I was so hungry and I didn’t even have munny to buy anything decent with.
“What’s wrong?” His eyes bore deeply into mine as he took a seat across from me. “I never saw you act like this before..”
Ha, funny. He’s known me for less than twenty-four hours and he thinks he’s seen all of me. I peered in my partially opened bag at my diary. Oh yeah, my questions. Pushing my worries and sorrows aside, I redirected my attention to him.
“Forget what happened. It doesn’t matter anymore.” It’s true, it doesn’t matter. I cannot change the past, no one could. I had to grit my teeth and move on with life as it passed by, trying to hold on to anything I could.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I am sure. We can talk about it later.” I leaned my face forwards to him and in an inaudible tone I asked, “Why did the diary bleed when I wrote in it?” This still puzzled me greatly, and I suddenly remembered the scarlet colored blood stain on my carpet.
“You wrote on my soul, that’s why.” He folded his arms together and waited patiently for my next question.
“What do you mean by ‘your soul’?” This I still did not seem to comprehend. It wasn’t quite clicking in my mind.
“My soul rests within that diary. So, when you wrote in it, it made me bleed because you wrote on my skin.” He began to unzip his long black cloak to divulge his chest. I didn’t mean to stare for too long, but his skin was so smooth and delicate looking. I let out a small gasp when I saw the words that I wrote in the diary on its first page engraved on his chest where his heart was.
Did I do that? The words I had wrote in my crud handwriting were dried blood now. It was such a disturbing sight, I asked him to button his cloak because I couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Marluxia, I’m so sorry!” I reached out for his hand, it sent vibes of those familiar cold shiver through my body, but that didn’t matter. “I had no idea!”
His warm, comforting smile melted my heart even more. “No, it’s not your fault. Please don’t feel that.” His fingers wrapped more tightly with mine. From someone in the crowd, he or she may think that I am holding onto air because that’s what it looked like since Marluxia held my hand a little in midair as we talked.
“So, I can’t use the diary anymore?” I didn’t want to hurt him more than I the damage I had already done to him.
“Yes, you can. Trust me. It doesn’t hurt,” he reassured confidently. It was hard to believe. “When I am not in the diary, I don’t bleed. But, when I am, I might. Don’t worry about that because I don’t think it’ll happen again.”
“Alright, if you say so.” I looked around for any signs of people looking at me. I didn’t have to worry about the Goths because they didn’t look at anything, but my gaze met Riku. He noticed me glaring at him, then he turned away to his friends at the table he sat away from me. After he did so, I asked, “I was just wondering, why did you need a drop of my blood?”
He sighed in the warm air of the cafeteria. “Kairi, I needed to have a connection with a soul in order to come out in the real world because my current body isn’t capable. With your blood in me, I can be here because now, I am a part of you.”
Oh wow. So basically, without me, he couldn’t set foot in the real world. And without the diary or me as the ‘connection’, he wouldn’t be able to stay here either.
“Why?” I was curious to know more. This was all too interesting.
“Why what?” He drew his hands away from mine after noticing how cold my hands had become after he held them for so long.
“How come you need a connection?” This was intriguing.
“It is because I am not a whole person. I have no heart, like kind that feels emotions, not to be confused with the one that pumps blood through your body.” He laughed a little at this, then said, “I am a Nobody and a grim reaper. I need a soul, that is the connection I need to be here instead of that wretched diary.”
I was about to ask another question, but Olette stopped me otherwise. She embraced me in a quick hug and exclaimed gleefully, “Kairi! I was looking for you!” She took a seat beside me.
“Why are you sitting like that?” She gave me a funny look as she observed me. I had been leaning forward to Marluxia with my hands in front of me. It did look funny to her, even me maybe. “And were you talking to someone? I saw your lips move.”
“Oh, um…no, I wasn’t talking to anyone. I was only…looking at something. That’s all.” She seemed to buy it and continued her rattling about whatever it was. I tried to concentrate on her, but I found it rather difficult.
“Wow, look at that boy over there!” She pointed a finger at a senior walking past us with a few of his friends. “Oooh, and that one!” Again, she pointed to another guy with thick black hair.
I sighed. This is was Olette was like. She enjoyed goggling over guys and telling me how hot or cute each one was. It was quite shallow actually.
As I looked at the gatherings of people and crowds, I noticed Naminé. Her platinum hair was swayed to her right shoulder and moved in place as she strutted down the tables. She waved eagerly at Olette and was gone out of sight just like that.
I stared with disbelief at Olette, my mouth opened for a moment, but I shut it quick when Olette turned to me. My face became from gloomy, to excited, to upset. All within less than ten minutes.
Surprisingly, Olette noticed. “Are you alright? You look a little…mad?” She placed a hand beneath her chin and waited.
“I…I…” I didn’t know what to tell her. Am I mad? Yeah. Could I tell her why? Um…
“C’mon! Tell me! You can trust me, Kairi.” She edged closer as if I was going to tell a long tale. Oh please.
She seemed a bit unstable to me, meaning, she didn’t seem to trustworthy. I took a different approach though.
“Are you friends with Naminé?” I bit my lip like I always do when I’m nervous or uncertain about something. Sometimes, I would bite down on my lip too hard that it would make me bleed just a little.
“Not really…why?” Her emerald eyes gleamed brightly.
I sighed in relief. Maybe it would be alright to tell her why I was so tense around Naminé, but it was still too hard for me to trust her. What if she told Naminé that I told her some things about her? Then what? “I’ll tell you later.”
“Aw! C’mon now, why do you have to leave me hanging?” She seemed jittery now after hearing that my mood may have a lot to do with that devilish Drama Queen.
“Later.” I have to see if it’s still worth telling her because lately, I’m just not liking her behavior, even though we were supposedly ‘best’ friends.
We walked together to English class. On our way, who else would you expect to be tailing you but Riku? I saw him following us, but every time I looked back to catch him, he suddenly ‘disappeared‘. But I swear it, when I faced forward again, he was close behind.
Olette and I stepped in our English class just in time as the late bell rang. My seat was a bit off in the upper corner of the classroom as her seat was more near Naminé’s in the far back since that was the only class we all had together. For the past few months since school started, I was the only one Olette talked to. But now, that’s changing slightly because I’ve noticed that she’s been saying hello to her here or there occasionally. That’s not a good sign because I know what Naminé’s trying to do and I won’t let her do it this time again. No, not again.
As the class began, I focused on keeping a close eye on Olette and Naminé since they sat so close together. Naminé looked down writing something as Olette day dreamed about boys I am guessing. So far so good. They weren’t talking, so that’s definitely a good sign. I started to relax a bit. Maybe this wasn’t something to worry about. I’m probably making things worst in my head. What were the chances of Naminé and Olette being friends?
The room was silent, only the scratching sounds of pencils against paper could be heard as the students worked on their essay that was to be turned in after class. The question that we had to answer was, “What do you think Holden Caulfield symbolizes in The Catcher in the Rye?” The book we were currently reading was in fact The Catcher in the Rye, and I knew the book well.
I believe I was the first one done with my essay because when I looked at everyone else, they were still writing. I turned my gaze at Naminé then briefly at Olette. None of them showed signs of friendship. Ok, good.
“Stop looking so tense,” Marluxia suggested as he stood in front of me. I looked up at his face, but said nothing. I learned to keep my mouth shut with Marluxia especially in classrooms. He smiled when he noticed my silent response in comparison to last time, “You learn fast.”
The bell rang and I hastily scurried out of my seat and met up with Olette before Naminé did. I caught Naminé’s harsh glare directed at me and only me as she left the room with attitude. Phew, she was gone for now. But, I didn’t want to put my guard down. After seeing the two say hello, that got me all worked up. I was just not going to let Naminé ruin things more for me again.
Prep rally time…yay…not. I hate prep rallies. I personally believe that they are a waste of time. Olette and I got good seats on the bleachers as more people began to file in the school‘s gymnasium. I spotted Riku sitting close to me with his skateboard clan. It was getting bothersome to see his face everywhere I looked.
Before he knocked me down with his skateboard the previous day, I never really recalled him paying this much attention to me. Or maybe I never noticed. All I did was listen to Olette’s rambling about cute guys and frequent gossip about girls who I never knew.
Marluxia took a seat right next to me. He looked bored beyond his mind. I truly did feel sorry for him, he came here expecting school to be all fun and exciting. But it’s just the opposite of that. I bet he never wants to come here again. Or maybe school is exciting, but I’m not the right person to feel that here.
Olette scowled and pouted as she watched the preppy cheerleaders that I saw before in the morning cartwheel and scream when they entered the room from the side doors. She turned to her other friend, Selphie, who was sort of my friend, but I really wasn’t sure. Regardless, they started to talk nasty things about the lead cheerleader, Nichole.
“I effin’ hate that bitch!” Olette stated, stomping her feet once.
“I know,” replied another girl who I was not familiar with. “She thinks she’s all that.”
“I heard she cheated on this guy who thought…!” I didn’t hear the rest, but I saw Olette stuck her tongue out at Nichole. Poor Nichole. I don’t know her personally, but I do know that she isn’t good company either.
I sighed, this was just like every other day where Olette would talk bad about some and then rant on about herself. I don’t know why we were even best friends in the first place. When I knew her from grade school, she seemed like a good person. Now, I’m not so sure.
Marluxia eyed Olette and her friends as they talked about girls they hated while the prep rally went on. It was like their never-ending hobby. I began to miss Sora even more. If he were here, then things would be different. He would not back bite about someone and talk endlessly about guys, although I don’t think he would. Hehe.
He would have made my day every day. But things changed after my parents’ death. After they died, my brother and I were sent to live with our Aunt right here in Twilight Town. I just wish things were different, that things were just like they were before.
The thoughts about my life were quickly forgotten at the sight of Naminé making her way up the steps and sitting cozily with him. I hadn’t realized how close they were sitting to us.
Please don’t look here…I am begging you!
Too late, Naminé was already scanning everyone who sat above her and she stopped her search when she rested her evil, cunning eyes on me then on Olette. She whispered something to him, then made her way towards us.
Oh no…
“Olette!” She called in a cheery voice as she waved a hand to attract my new best friend’s attention. Coming over, Olette scooted over to make room, shoving me aside a bit as she did so. Rude much?
Naminé smiled widely at her then started to converse with her. I lingered between the idea of joining in the conversation or just sitting back and saying nothing like I already was doing. I took my chances.
“Yeah, so what are you doing today after school?” Naminé asked Olette as I neared in closer to the two. As much as I hated Naminé, I wanted to at least try to save Olette from being reeled in and caught in her clutches.
“Olette and I are going somewhere,” I cut in sternly, answering for Olette.
Naminé sneered when she saw me. Did she detect my sudden fear in my voice as I spoke? I hope not.
“So I see,” she remarked snobbishly. Then she ignored me completely.
Both of them began to talk with each other about I don’t know what, and every time I talked to Olette about a word or two I picked up from their conversation, she would barely answer me back. She didn’t seem to notice that she completely left me out and for a moment I believed that she forgot about my existence.
I did my best to strain my ears to hear what they were talking about over the tremendous roars from the student body, but it was almost impossible. Besides that, Olette had her back to me. So for most of the time, I stupidly faced her orange tank top. I sighed again.
I gave up ten to fifteen minutes later. It was no use. I couldn’t get into their conversation. But, wait. I still had to try. I couldn’t give up too easily. That’s how Naminé wanted me to feel. I knew she came over here to get Olette away from me and to become her friend. And I hope it’s not working. That’s the last thing I want to happen to me.
I edged more closer to Olette now then I tapped her shoulder to get her attention. Didn’t work, she still faced Naminé. She let out a laugh and starting ranting again. Oh God.
Then, just when I was going to try again, Naminé got up, said bye and went back to sit where she had before.
“What’s up?” I felt a tap on my arm and twirled around to see Riku. Who else could it possibly be? He sat where Marluxia was sitting. Since anyone who touched Marluxia except me went right through him, it looked to me that the two were overlapping, like, Riku was sitting in Marluxia. It was kind of weird. Marluxia made a disturbed face and drifted off somewhere, telling me that he would sit farther away from us. I didn’t mind.
Riku’s eyes were still that deep dark color, but I still didn’t ask him about his eyes magically changing when this was the time to do so since he was beside me.
“Nothing,” I replied looking at the marching band playing an upbeat piece.
“Hmm,” his voice seemed calculating to me. I felt his eyes drilling in me. “Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”
“Why are you sitting here?“ Yeah, whatever, Ok. Can you leave now for goodness sake! Geez. His lips half smiled but he didn’t look like he was offended by the question. I stole a glance at my other side, Olette quietly watched us but her eyes were wide-eyed. I peered secretly at Naminé who also looked at me for a split second then turned away with a disgusted expression.
He shrugged then chuckled. His thumbs fumbled with each other, his black converse shoes tapped in a consistent rhythm against a steel bench in front of him. I waited impatiently as my legs began to get numb after sitting for so long on these bleachers.
He was about to say something more but then the prep rally was over and everyone began to rise from their seats and head out to their lockers or outside because that marked the end of school. I got up with everyone else hurriedly to avoid him, then I looked for Marluxia who looked like he was about to doze off. I motioned for him by mouthing ‘Let’s go’ with my mouth without saying anything. Riku didn’t see me do this because I was walking away from him with Olette. This time, he didn’t trail me to the school’s courtyard.
This day was so long and dreadful. I saw the person I didn’t want to see, then I saw Naminé trying to get closer with Olette. Then, on top of that, I have a new stalker. I sighed as I waited for Olette to catch up with me. She looked more excited than five minutes before.
“I can’t believe it!” She exclaimed as she locked one arm with mine while we had to push our way out through the overly crowded people.
“Can’t believe what?” I asked, trying to sound enthusiastic about her sudden interest and attention towards me.
“Riku talked to you! I can’t believe it! Do you know how hot he is? You’re so lucky that he’s talking with you!” Her voice started to get higher. “Tell me what you guys were talking about! Wait, do you like him?“ Oh Lord. Yap, yap, yap.
“What is it with this Riku? Who is he to drool over?” Something told me that I shouldn’t have asked, but I was beginning to wonder.
“Kairi, don’t tell me you don’t know?! He is the one of the sexiest, popular people in this school!” Her grip began to get tighter. I hope the blood circulation in my arm doesn’t stop.
I wanted to spit on the muddy ground. “I don’t care about that. He’s obnoxious and freaking me out…”
Olette looked at me in great disbelief. “Don’t say that! So many girls are jealous of you!”
Ha, how ridiculous. “What is there to be jealous about?”
Giving me a dramatic sigh, she said, “Because he doesn’t talk to many people but his friends who skateboard all the time!! You should feel honored!”
Oh my God. I don’t feel honored, I don’t care if he’s the hottest person here, and I don’t care if he doesn’t talk to anyone besides his little cult invested with dangerous skateboarders. I want him to leave me alone. And this whole popular crap is getting on my nerves. Who cares whose popular and whose not? Sora and I were just fine being friends, opposed of that mattered. But look here, Olette is obsessing over little things like this.
“He almost killed me,” I remarked sarcastically recalling yesterday when he collided into me in the market place.
“Oh Kairi…you don’t know how much I envy you.” She sighed in the humid air, “He even gave you his bag yesterday and touched your hand…and he looked at you for a long time. I wish he bumped into me.”
Give me a break. We didn’t talk about Riku after I asked Olette so stop rambling on about him because I just didn’t care. We were on the other side of the school’s front gate entrance and were making our way past the tree where the Goths loitered.
One of them, I didn’t know her name, cast me a mysterious glance and nodded over to her gothic friends who acknowledged the gesture by setting their gaze at me too. Her steel chains dangled from her jeans on her legs as she shifted her right leg a few inches back. It was difficult for me to see the tint of brown eyes I managed to take note of from beneath the tangle of black hair that concealed them. I felt her glower at me until we turned the corner and were out of sight.
I faced forward again, away from them.
“Let’s go to our usual hang out place,” I suggested when we were in the Market Plaza.
Olette agreed as so off we were to Twilight’s vast library at where we went so often. It was much bigger than our school’s library, the one that we went to yesterday.
Since the two of us hung out over there almost everyday after school, it became our so called “usual pace“.
The warm, familiar smell of books met my senses when I opened one of the glass doors to the library. That familiar scent of books that I have always remembered all my life. I don’t know how many books I have read in my lifetime, but I read too many to count. The both of us took our usual seat at the table by the fictional book section.
Blissfully, I took a seat at our table and so did Olette. We took out our homework and worked on it. Doing homework wasn’t a problem for me because I always did it on time and got it right. My grades are pretty good, so everyone thinks of me as smart and bright. It was good to know that everyone acknowledged the fact of me being studious. But being smart did have its fall backs, like now for instance.
“Kairi, can you help me with this?” Olette slid her page down to me so that I could get a better look at what it was. It’s not that I don’t like helping Olette out with her homework, it was just that she needed help all the time.
Here we go.
“I suppose.” I pushed my homework aside and got to hers.
“Can you solve this problem and tell me how to do it?” Her eyes pleaded for her.
I sighed. “Alright…” For the past hour or so, I reluctantly occupied myself with Olette’s homework. At times she paid attention to what I was saying and at times her gaze trailed another “hot” guy as he passed by us. Ridiculous. I barely finished my homework, but I managed. I suppose good friends should sacrifice their time to help other friends out, right?
Leaning back in my chair, I pretended to listen intently to Olette while she talked about some guy in one of her classes that she liked. She went on and on and on, and I didn’t have a clue as to what she was saying. It was hard to understand, but I think she said that he likes her too and that he was flirting with her…some crap like that.
Olette brought her chair closer to mine, “Alright, are you going to tell me now?” Her arms were folded together, trying to sustain her eagerness as she did her best to pester me about what I was mad about earlier today. Whenever gossip was about, Olette was all ears. It was like it was the only thing she was good at, listening to gossip. But when I talked to her about anything else, she didn’t seem to care.
Sighing inwardly, I gathered my thoughts. As I did, Marluxia sat across from me to listen too. I knew from the look on his face that he wanted to know what the deal was.
Wait, but before I say anything, is this something that I should do? What if Olette tells Naminé that I talked about her? But, what if she was talking about me? Olette and Naminé do look like they are becoming friends, so maybe this will stop her from doing so? Yes, that’s it! After I tell Olette, she might never want to talk to that dumb blonde again! That’s it, that’s it, that’s it!! With a change of attitude, I sat up and began my tale.
“Alright…but before I tell you, you have to promise me not to tell anyone what I am about to tell you, please.” If I was going to say anything, she better promise to keep her big mouth shut.
“I promise, Kairi!” She leaned in closer, waiting for the story to begin.
“I am putting my trust in you, Olette. Don’t tell anyone. I don’t care who they are, don’t tell anyone. Ok?” I began to try to convince myself that telling Olette would be alright.
“Kairi, I swear!! I promise, I won’t tell anyone.” Her smile softened my tension. Of course, she’s my best friend, I could trust her.
I took a deep breath to clear my mind and ease my body. “Naminé stole a friend from me. Her lies and deceptions made everything worst!! I thought he was my friend, but then it turned out that he had more trust in her than me. He didn’t bother looking at my side of the story!! I hate Naminé! She seemed like a nice person, but she’s really not. She talked trash about me to him and then it all went down from there all because she didn’t want me and him to become friends. How sick it that? He ignored me as if I was no one anymore. After that, he told me that he never wanted to see me again. Olette, it hurt. It hurt really badly. I cried for a few nights straight. Nothing was clear to me. I was so blind and so…deaf!! I couldn’t stop it all before it got worst. Everything I did to try to make it better made everything more bad that it already was. I hate Naminé!! Why did she have to take my friend away? It’s just not fair. It was so painful, I couldn’t stop crying. I never cried like that before. It’s like I have these irremovable scars on my heart. She’s the devil! She deserves to go to hell. What really bothers me was that he didn’t want to listen to what I had to say, her lies and trash lured him to her side…Nothing makes sense to me! I am so tired of these games!”
I felt a peculiar dampness in my eyes, my vision became unclear, blurry. I fought back the tears that once tried to slip through my eyes, but I prevailed. My breathing began to stagger, trying to contain stability. I swallowed hard, trying to get over this humiliation because I didn’t think that this would happen. I thought that all the thousand oceans that I had cried in those isolated nights had left me with no more tears to even cry a river. I was this close from falling off the edge, so close, but for now, it looks like I am hanging on a corner of a mountain waiting to see how long I can stay there.
Slowly, I turned to look at Olette. She didn’t look as jittery when I first started and she even sat still this time. Her emerald eyes seemed sad, woeful for me. She slid a hand across the wooden table to place an understanding hand on mine. “Kairi, are you alright?”
I felt this strange, familiar hot sensation forming around my eyes. I knew my face was turning scarlet red, but I didn’t know what to do. I fought back the menacing tears as I blew my damp nose into a tissue Olette had gotten for me.
I shook my head feebly at her question, no I was not alright. But I was trying to move on. She came by my side and hugged me while I weakly sat in my chair. She told me that whatever it was, it was going to be OK. As much as I wanted to believe that, I couldn’t. I knew from my sudden, random outbursts that the retelling of my past didn’t make any sense. None, at all, whatsoever. I had erupted like a blocked, deserted volcano and left the people beneath me to be confused and burned without knowing what just happened to them.
When I calmed down, I spoke in a broken and cracked voice, “Olette, I didn’t mean to start like that.” It’s true, I didn’t wanted for that to happen, for those troublesome words to flow like running water, having no real start or an ending.
“No, Kairi. You needed to get it out of you. It’s fine. You can tell me the whole thing when you’re ready.” She flashed a warm smile, trying to make the matter light.
I nodded as she dabbed my eyes. Nearby people stared at me, wondering what was wrong with me. Another wave of heat rushed to me, I hated public attention, this kind of public attention. I wanted to hide myself behind one of those large bookshelves, but that was irrational.
Marluxia sat noiselessly, he fastened his eyes at me. I looked square at his serious face, but quickly turned away. It was…intimidating. He didn’t say a word to me, like he had done for the most part today so far.
Olette suggested that we go from the library when we noticed more people staring, and I couldn’t agree more. I wanted to get out from here. A crisp air cooled my blistering face when we strolled through the town in its setting sunset. Olette told me that she had to go home early today and asked if it was alright if I went home by myself.
I didn’t mind at all, in fact I thought that it would be better that way. I could have some time to think for myself and just think things over. On my way home, I passed by the great, grand tower clock that overlooked the entire town. I was hidden underneath its shadow as I walked through it. Marluxia lagged by my side but didn’t say anything. The daylight was fading now, nighttime was approaching quickly.
I entered the busy streets of the Market Plaza down on Market Street. The lit lanterns swung on the string that they were fastened upon the small stores. Its bright colors of red and yellow reflected against my face. The aroma of food and stores made me want to stay here instead of going home so soon. The liveliness was very cheerful and promising.
That’s exactly was I did. I reached the ice cream store where Leon worked at. The tiny bells that hung above the door clashed as I stepped in. It was colder here than outside and full of younger children gathered at tables eating their melting ice creams.
Leon leaned against the spotless counter in his white and blue stripped apron to hand a sugar coated cone topped with chocolate fudge ice cream speckled with to a little girl. The grin on her face was priceless, it almost made me forget my troubles. Leon waved when he saw me. His apron made Leon look softer and kinder compared to his rough and tough look he usually wore. I promised not to laugh at him, but it was hard not to. Why he chose to work here was beyond my understanding.
“Can I have a Sea Salt ice cream please?” I tapped my fingernails against the counter as I read the various flavors of ice cream on the menu behind him. Strawberry and Sea Salt were my favorite flavors out of the rest.
He went over to a freezer to his right behind him and pulled out the ice cream bar. “That will be 50 munny.”
What? I pouted, “Leon I am not in a good mood, why can’t you pay for it?”
Rolling his brown eyes, he said, “Just because I work here doesn’t mean you can get all the free ice cream in the world. Now pay.”
I felt my face with a quivering hand. It wasn’t hot as it was before and since I didn’t shed a tear, my face wasn’t moist. If Leon had seen me crying, I bet he’d give me all the ice cream I wanted.
Grumbling I reached in my pockets for cash. My right pocket was empty and so was my left one. Oh great.
“I don’t have munny with me.” I did my best to plead with my eyes.
“Fine.” He gave me the ice cream bar and paid it for me with his munny or his employee discount. I don’t see the big deal, helping out your sister is a good thing once in a while. Gosh.
“Thanks.” I unwrapped it and took a bit. It’s salty, sweet flavor swam in my dry mouth and slithered down my parched throat. It was so tasty, so relaxing.
“Mm.” His steady face softened at the sight of my small enjoyment.
I took a seat by an empty table by the door where the large glass window was, gleaming at the people shopping and having a good time. The sky-blue ice cream helped me cool down and just take things easy.
My gaze was interrupted by a tiny cool sensation prickling against my hand. I looked down to see a few drops of the ice cream drip down to my fingers as I held the stick. Apparently, I had been looking out too long, neglecting my free frozen treat.
The melting ice cream in my hand made me think: Eat your ice cream before it melts.
--xxx--
Leon worked late that night so I was alone and my Aunt didn’t come back from her round trip yet either. Since she was a psychologist, she traveled around to places. For dinner, I had left over food from yesterday and headed to my room, locking the door behind me.
I took out the pleasant pink diary with the beautiful rose engraved on the cover and laid it in front of me on my desk. I took a black ballpoint pen and opened the small book to the second page. Writing how I felt made me think about things, about who I was, how I truly felt. I seems so cheesy, but Marluxia convinced me otherwise.
“Dear Sora,
The past is truly haunting me. Have you ever wondered why it couldn’t it all just fade out of your life forever? But, how could I forget my past when it’s right in front of me? I almost cried today in the library. How stupid of me. If I did cry though, I know you’d be there to dry my tears away. I am still waiting for your call, Sora… I have so much to tell you!
If you were here, I would have such a better time than I am having now. Trust me. I hope you miss me as much as you do. Of course you do. If my parents didn’t die, we could have been sitting together now. Things are bizarre right now.
Can you believe that I have a stalker now? His eyes change colors too. It’s weird and kind of cool at the same time. But watch out, he’s dangerous with that dumb skateboard that he has with him.
Luv,
Kairi.”
I wanted to write more, a lot more, but I was too tired to. The entire day was stressful and tiring. Marluxia read what I had written over my shoulder and seemed calculating. We hadn’t talked much since we left the library. I knew he sensed that I didn’t want to talk, respecting that, he remained silent. I didn’t have to tell him, he just understood me. It was like he could read my mind without me having to utter a single word.
Crawling in bed, I rested my aching head on the pillow, turned on my side away from Marluxia and pulled the covers a little bit over my chin. The lamp on my desk was still on, I didn’t want to sleep in the dark. It wasn’t comforting because it felt depressing.
Marluxia sat on the edge of my bed, next to me. He leaned in closer to me, whispering in a low, warm voice, “Everything will be alright. You can tell me everything tomorrow because I will be here for you.” Those very words eased some of the torment hindering in me, my exhausted eyes closed. The words he spoke offered reassurance, comfort. Taking his word, I let go of the pain and loneliness I felt, thinking of what he told me.
I felt Marluxia’s cold, soft hand sweep over my sweaty forehand and planted a small, brief kiss on my neglected cheek before going back into the diary. The scent of sweet roses danced in the empty, hollow air above me. His cold touch hung on my right cheek throughout the night as I slept without anxiety.
- End Chapter 2 -
A/N: So how was it? Did you like it? I know there isn't too much "action" going on, but that was sort of the point because as the story progresses, you will notice a change. This chapter was basically a base or feel for what Kairi's days are like, lonely, isolated and neglected. Anyhow, thank you so much for taking the time to read all of this, please don't forget to tell me what you think in your review.
Here are some, but not all, of the things that I would like for you to notice or see (you don't have to read this though):
-Kairi: She talks about how Olette isn't there for her, yet she calls Olette her 'best friend'. Even though Marluxia can't be heard or seen by anyone, she gestures him to be quiet when that "mysterious" person walks down the hall. That reveals her uncertainty and fear. The scene where she can't see anything but him tells you how she is holding onto to her past and cannot focus on anything but it. She's very cautious as she is always looking out for the people she doens't like very much (Riku, Namine.) Kairi is doing Olette's homework, that's crucial as to what will happen in the future. The line where is said that she should eat her ice cream before it melts has a double meaning. Olette told Kairi that everything will be alright when she was upset, but Kairi still felt doubtful opposed to when Marluxia said the same thing to her, she trusted him - but is that wise?
-Riku: He is basically stalking Kairi in a way and yes, his eyes do change colors. If you haven't noticed a pattern yet as to when, then don't worry because I will make it more clear later on.
-Marluxia: He didn't talk too much, really. Instead, he paid close attention to Kairi and the people around as if taking mental notes on her behavior, action, or reaction to the things around her. It was like he was a bystander, watching what was going on (i.e. he didn't help Kairi when Seifer grabbed her, etc).
-Olette: This girl is...crazy. She's always talking about guys (how shallow) and doesn't like to do school work as much, she's always asking Kairi for help. The only time she listened to Kairi was when she was going to talk about someone else. Not a real best friend, now is that??
-Namine: I think that's an easy one. lol.
-The "mysterious" person is not too hard to figure out I hope. But I didn't want to give too much description about him just yet. That is the "he" or "him" that Kairi referred to through the chapter.
-Also, Kairi's diary entry wasn't at all too long. But it will get longer later...or maybe.
Hope to hear from you all soon!
-Sora788
