~Twilight Central~

~Chapter 1~

AN: Hey! This is my second story here! I won't be updating as quickly as the last but hopefully every 3 days or so. Well, it'll be something every few days. No promises that it will just be this story.

I don't own any of these characters or settings. I also am warning everyone that this is YAOI. Getting that out of the way. Also, the POV will change a lot and there are more pairings than just SoRiku.

Hearing the blaring of his alarm Sora reached over and hit the snooze button yet again. He knew he had to get up and get ready for his first day of school but the thought of it was just too hard. Really, what kind of sick, sadistic parents would decide to move during their only child's sophomore in high school? It really was the worst type of torture. Even worse they'd just decided to move to Twilight town for the 'better atmosphere'.

It was just cruel.

As his snooze went off again Sora groaned and rolled out of bed to turn off his alarm. Every part of him told him to just crawl back into bed and pretend this wasn't happening. Though he'd only been gone from his previous high school for a week now he already missed his friends back home with a terrible ache. His parents clearly had no idea what real beauty was; Destiny Islands was the most beautiful place on earth. Nothing could compete with the vast waters he'd learned to surf on or the forts he'd built with friends as kids and still continued to use. Wakka, Tidus and Selphie would now be using those forts without him. It seemed so lonely.

Never before had he had to really make new friends. As beautiful as Destiny Islands were, not many people chose to move there. Sora had been born there and had the same group of friends for as long as he could remember. Only once way back in elementary school had a new kid moved into town. He had been a nice enough kid but no matter how friendly everyone was to him he was never a part of anything. He was the outsider. Inviting him to play didn't mean they were going to explain the unspoken rules that they'd all grown up knowing. And so a year later, he and his family moved again. Sadly, now it was Sora's turn to go through the hardships of moving.

Throwing on a pair of jeans and a red shirt he grabbed a black jacket just in case. Unlike back on the Islands where it was always warm the temperature changed so drastically here. The cloudy days were actually chilly. It was very upsetting. Grumbling over the weather Sora went downstairs to grab some breakfast. Back in middle school his mom would've been up to make sure she made him breakfast. Now she worked early enough she and his dad were already off at work. Sora really didn't mind of course, he was at 'that age' that meant he was fine with having the house to himself for most of the day. Grabbing a bowl of cereal he went back up to his room to eat.

Throwing on some music he gathered up everything he thought he might need for school between bites. Extra pencils were thrown in the front pocket of his backpack with his pens and calculator; notebooks were put in the back pocket with the papers he had to turn into the main office. Glancing at the clock, Sora took a last bite of cereal before he grabbed his backpack and went downstairs. He would bring that down later.

Out in the garage was his car. He'd just gotten his license a few days before he moved. His parents thought being able to get around on his own would help him in this new place so they'd even gotten him a car when he turned 16. It wasn't brand new, but the blue jeep was exactly what Sora had wanted. Throwing his backpack into the passenger's seat he buckled himself in as he hit the garage door opener. His vanilla scented air freshener swung in circles as the door opened all the way. As the door stopped moving, Sora turned on his car. The roar of the engine made him smile. It was such a nice sound. Backing out of his garage he made sure he didn't run over any stupid squirrels until he was fully on his neighborhood's street. If he hit one in his driveway his parents would've made him clean it up, if it was on the street it wasn't his problem. Putting the car in drive Sora took off for school. He'd done a quick drive around the day before to familiarize himself with the layout of the town. It was pretty simple over all and his new high school was close by, at most it was a seven minute drive.

Those seven minutes seemed to pass in no time at all. As he was pulling into the parking lot he regretted getting here so early before school. No question that he got a good parking spot close to one of the side doors of the building but now what was he supposed to do? He really didn't want to go have to try to make friends this early in the morning. Hell, it was almost 7:20 am and school didn't start for another twenty minutes. Back home he would arrive right before class started. Wakka always drove him and together they'd stride in and be in their classes right as the bell rang. It was timing they'd worked hard to perfect.

With a regretful sigh, Sora jumped out of his car. At least this way he'd have time to find the main office and his new locker.

The inside of the school was roomy but felt a bit old. Now like ancient, but the style of the whole building made it clear that it had been around for years. A few other students cluttered the halls but very few actually looked over at him. With the size of the building and the parking lots it was clear a lot more students attended this school than his back home. He probably wouldn't know half of those he'd graduate with. Wandering past clumps of students slowly growing as more arrived Sora managed to find the library and the cafeteria before he found the main office. Inside were quite a people working on something or other. One was making copies while another was already getting calls from parents about their sick children. The youngest looking person in the office was sitting at the front desk giggling into her had at something the guy on the other side was saying. Though his back was turned he had the most amazing silver hair. What had he done to it to make it that color?

"S'cuse me," Sora said with a grin as he approached the woman at the front desk. Pulling the papers from his backpack he held them out to her. "Uh, I'm new here and have to turn these into the main office." Both of the people talking quieted and turned to face him. The kind look on the woman's face helped trap some of the butterflies in Sora's stomach. She had a look that said she'd help him with anything. The guy also had a smile but it was a cocky smile that practically challenged Sora. What the challenge was was a mystery to Sora, but he tried not to glare back.

"Sure," the woman said holding out her hand to take his papers. "Can I have your name please?"

"Uh, Sora Hijazaki." He said his name proudly daring the silver haired guy to say something about his name.

"Sora…Hi..ja..za..ki…" she murmured as she typed his name into the computer. "Ah, here we go." Her eyes brightened and she smiled up at him from her desk. "Oh, you're from Destiny Islands? I've visited there once. Beautiful place."

"Yeah, it's a nice place."

"Well, I have your schedule printed for you now. Riku, why don't you help Sora find his locker?" She smiled over at the silver haired boy. The frown on his face said he would rather stay and talk with her but wouldn't refuse. Glancing back at Sora she held out his schedule. "Sora, this is Riku Okami. He's s junior here at Twilight Central and one of our best students. If you need anything feel free to ask him or come ask for me."

"Sure…" She seemed nice enough and if he really did have an issue he'd go find her before the grumpy Riku but she'd never told him her name and he really didn't want to ask for it.

Taking his schedule he waited for Riku to say his goodbyes and lead Sora from the office. With one hand in his jacket pocket, Riku walked with his head held high like he owned the school. From the way people reacted to him he might as well have. Girls waved and guys came up to pat him on the back and congratulate him for one this or another. From the snippets of conversation Sora caught, he figured Riku was one of those all-star sports players as well as nothing short of a brainiac. Put that together with his looks and he had the trifecta that would make his high school years a breeze. Not that he wanted to admit it, Sora was a bit jealous of him already. If Riku moved he'd fit in anywhere. All Sora could do was surf. His grades were above average but nothing to brag about and he wasn't particularly artistic or talented.

"What's your locker number?" Riku finally said as a way of talking to Sora. Those were the very first words he'd said to Sora. Those were the first words spoken to him by another student. Not even a 'hi' or some comment about the weather. How lame.

"N189," Sora responded wondering why Riku just now bothered asking for him locker number. Shouldn't he have done that before? But when Riku nodded and led him just a bit farther down the hall to his locker Sora was shocked. "How'd you know it would be here?"

The grin on Riku's face told Sora just how slow he was being. "All of the sophomore's lockers are here."

"How'd you know I'm not a junior?" Sora really didn't like looking as young as he did. Having restaurants still ask him on occasion if he wanted a kids menu really grated on his nerves.

"You don't look old enough to be a junior and the buses haven't dropped everyone else of yet. If you have your license then you're at least sixteen and a probably a sophomore." Smart, cheeky, bastard, Sora thought as Riku smiled that gloating smile down at him. As grateful as he was that Riku was showing him around the place he really didn't want to ever have to see that cheeky grin again. It was pissing him off.

Using the combo on the paper to open his locker Sora glanced in annoyance as Riku leaned against the locker next to Sora's and greeted the sophomores that were slowly making their ways to their lockers. "You don't have to wait for me," Sora said as Riku gave a high five to someone wearing a basketball jersey.

"I'm not really waiting for you anymore," the silver haired boy responded without looking at him. "Your locker is next to my girlfriend's and she should be getting here soon."

Feeling his face heat Sora slammed his locker shut. Great, now he felt like some ungrateful punk. Without saying goodbye to his new friend Sora stomped away and around a corner before he bothered to look at his schedule and try to find his first class. Biology, Vogt, L. Room 213. Sighing, Sora tried to find a staircase. If this was anything like his old school then all of the classrooms that started with a two would be on the second floor. Lucky for him a staircase was at the end of the hall he turned down. Taking the stairs in twos he passed everyone quickly and ignored those kissing in the stairwell. He really didn't like all of the PDA. The sight of boyfriends kissing their girls in public didn't make him jealous. Honestly he thought it was kind of disgusting. But then again he'd have to try to not act too disgusted. Just because it was totally okay back home that he liked guys didn't mean it was here.

At the top of the stairs he took a right, then another right at the end of that hallway. Outside room 213 were already a few students waiting for their teacher to come unlock the door. As he approached they all stopped their conversations to give him a look over. "Hey," he said with a smile as he leaned against the wall opposite the room.

Most everyone went back to their conversations except a blonde girl with the brightest blue eyes he'd ever seen. She put her pencil back in her backpack and closed the sketch pad she'd been working in. Standing up she left her backpack where it was and came over to stand in front on him. "Naminé," she said holding out her hand. Grabbing it Sora gave it a quick shake. "Nice to meet you."

Interesting name… Sora thought. "I'm Sora." He smiled at her and tried to get a read on her. Her smile was bright and her whole face was open. It was like she had the innocence of a kid still.

"You're new, right?" When he nodded she shook her head. "I'm a bit jealous. I've never lived anywhere but here."

"Yeah, this is the first time I've moved too." He wanted to say it wasn't that bad but that would be lying through his teeth. This was not fun. "It seems pretty nice here."

"Mmmhhhhhmmm… It is. Especially the view of the sunset. We have one of the prettiest sunsets you'll ever see," she said with a bit of a laugh. Sora was glad she hadn't said it was the prettiest. Nothing could compete to seeing the sun rise and set along the water's edge as waves rolled into shore from as far as the eye could see. "So what are you?"

Not understanding the question Sora scratched his head. "A Hijazaki?"

Naminé's laugh was like bubbles popping. It was a gentle sound that you tried to listen for and made you jump just the tiniest bit when you heard it. It was beautiful. "No, what are you? Everyone here seems to have their own clique, or group of where they fit in. What's yours?"

"Well, I surf…"

"No one here does that," Naminé said with a thoughtful look. "Maybe you'll get along with the swim team or the water polo team. But you don't seem pig headed enough for that…"

Sora looked around to make sure no one had heard her calling the swimmers pig headed. For being so cute and unassuming she really had a bit of an attitude. "What are you then?" Sora asked before she said something about a group that would actually offend someone listening.

"I'm an artist," she replied with a smile. I'd like to act sometime but I'm too nervous. So I draw and design and paint most of the sets for our school plays." Her smile told him just how proud she was of that. "It's not much but I really enjoy it."

"No that's really cool." It wasn't exactly something he was even remotely interested in but she seemed nice enough and if he could make one friend today he would be on a roll. As everyone sitting near the door started standing up both he and Naminé turned to look at their approaching professor. Tall, blonde and with a scowl so fierce Sora was actually scared, his new biology teacher was a terrifying woman. Two large clumps of hair stood out from the rest and fell backwards to rest over her short hair. It made sense she was the biology teacher; she had antennas like a bug. How creepy.

Without saying a word to any of her students the woman strode into the room and proceeded to sit at her desk and play minesweeper. Every time she landed on a mine her glare got more intense and eventually the angry muttering started. It was actually terrifying. Following Naminé into the room Sora took a seat next to her when she nodded to it. Not wanting to sit by himself at the back of the class he took the seat without another word.

He knew he should go up and ask his teacher for a text book but he was too afraid that she'd end up taking out her anger from losing on him. Too scary to risk. Instead he watched Naminé take out her textbook and notebook and notebook to ready herself for class. Counting down the seconds until the bell for class started he just stared at the clock. Plenty of other people came in to take their seats around him. Most of them looked at him curiously but no one wanted to talk to the new student. It was really upsetting him. He didn't like not having friends to chat with. He didn't like feeling like the outcast. It was like being the banana in the fruit bowl. Everything else tended to be round and you'd eat the skin but for a banana you had to peel back the skin to finally get to the fruit.

When the bell finally rang Sora looked expectantly up towards the teacher, hoping she'd call roll and notice he was new and needed a text book. Instead she didn't even remove her eyes from the screen as she announced, "Chapter 2 section 2, read it. Do the exercises at the end of the section. Due tomorrow."

With a panicked look on his face Sora turned to stare open-mouthed at Naminé who was hiding her smile behind her hand. Scooting her desk closer to his she pushed her textbook halfway onto his. "Here, you can use mine until she realizes you're here."

"How long will that be?" He really didn't want this to be how the rest of his day went. It was going to be a long day.

"She'll notice you by tomorrow night when she has an extra paper to grade." The sinking feeling in Sora's stomach made him want to ditch the rest of the school day. Were all of the teachers like this? What was wrong with them? Never before had he been so scared of school. Well, that one time he didn't do the project they'd had for a month migh've been worse than this day, but it was pretty close. At least when he had known the teachers back home and talked his way into having an extra week to finish it. Here he was doomed.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick.

In the dead silence of the classroom, broken only by the rubbing of pages together, Sora could hear each and every movement of the damned second hand of the clock. He'd been in biology back home as well and was at about the same point in the overall curriculum but back home things were hands on. Instead of sitting there reading things from texts they dissected things. He was sure he actually learned more back home. He would've not ever bothered reading the book in class but since he didn't have one and didn't want to ask the teacher for one he needed to get this done now. Glancing over at Naminé to see if she'd finished reading the page so he could flip it Sora's brow bent in confusion. The blonde hadn't even been pretending to read. Instead she sat with her sketch pad open pencil smoothly dancing across the page. A fanciful image of a castle was slowly coming to life by her hand.

"You're not reading?" Sora asked in a whispered tone, one eye on the teacher to make sure she didn't notice him talking.

"I've finished already," Naminé whispered back not bothering to look up from her paper. Pencil twirling in contemplation of its next move she leaned back in her chair. "You can take the book home if you need to. I'm caught up."

Sora couldn't believe his luck. Naminé was like his guardian angel here already. "Thanks," he said. He wanted to say so much more but he held off until the bell rang just to be safe. As he placed her book in his backpack he made a face. His first textbook here and it wasn't even his. Great. "So what's up with her?" He asked casually as they exited the classroom.

"You mean the teacher? Her name is Larxene. Don't call her Ms. Vogt unless you want to get really bad grades for the rest of the semester. She thinks it makes her sound old." Naminé smiled at Sora as if they were sharing some secret. Perhaps they were; Sora had no idea what the unspoken rules were after all."And class is normally like that. I've heard that when we finally get to do dissections she tries to bring in a set of fresh cow lungs so we'll be able to see the blood." The look of disgust on Sora's face was clearly the reaction she was hoping for. "Larxene is a bit of a odd duck."

"Sounds like..." Worried? No. Terrified? No. Considering running away from here and staying with a Wakka's family back home? Yes. Please don't let all of the other teachers be like that, Sora wished ferverantly. Sighing heavily he pulled out his class schedule. "Want to help me find my next class? It's Algebra I with Z. Rameric in room 240."

"Why don't you just let me see your schedule?" Naminé said with a small smile as she held out her hand. Glancing over it quickly she beamed back at him. "We have Bio, math, lunch and English together! And I have a friend who can help you find your other classes."

Really, Naminé was an angel. "You're amazing, Naminé." Sora said taking his schedule back. "I'm not sure if I would've made it through the day without you here."

Laughing, Naminé led him across the second floor of the school. "I'm sure you would've been fine. As is, you'll just be labeled some sort of art freak like me now." Her tone said it wasn't exactly highest on the high school pecking order but Sora couldn't have cared less. If he could just get a close group of friends right off the bat he could work on the rest later. At that moment Naminé was definitely in first place for new best friend.

As they reached the nest classroom Sora noted on how many students were already in there seat. One with silver hair a shade darker than Riku's even seemed to be writing a note for the teacher on the board. As the bell rang signaling class to begin Sora looked around for a teacher, preferably one much kinder than Larxene, to ask for a text book. "We're going over the homework from last night and then moving onto slope-intercept form." Head whipping back and forth Sora tried to find who was talking. Where was the teacher?

"S'cuse me," Naminé said as she raised her hand. "We've got a new student Zexion. I think he needs a text book." Mouth open like a dumbstruck kid, Sora tried to understand what was going on. Unless there was some invisible teacher he was completely lost.

The guy with silver hair turned away from the board and looked blandly at Sora. Having a chance to get a better look at him, Sora realized there was no way the guy was a high school student but he couldn't have been older than twenty-two either. Was that their teacher? "Who's new?" Zexion's voice was level and cool. It screamed how superior in intelligence he was. But for all of his sheer intelligence he wasn't intimidating. Without hesitating Sora raised him hand. Striding over to his desk, Zexion picked up a roll list. "Sora... Hijazaki?" Having received a nod from Sora, Zexion reached into a drawer and pulled out a textbook. "Here," he said holding it out for Sora to take. "See me sometime this week so we can get you caught up."

Walking to the front of the classroom to grab the book was one of the worst things Sora had ever had to do. All eyes were on him like some freaky experiment in a glass jar. Were new students that uncommon? As he sat back down he put his head down against his desk to avoid meeting anyone's eyes. No parents should ever make a kid go through this torment.

Try as he might, Sora was lost during the whole class. He understood bits and pieces but he couldn't seem to put everything together. He'd definitely have to ask someone for help later. When the class was over, Sora stood up with Naminé. He would've gone to talk to the teacher right then but he didn't want to lose Naminé as his tour guide. Outside the classroom Naminé stood looking around. Sora glanced at his schedule impatiently, wanting to go find the gym. "Hey!" Surprised at Naminé's sudden outburst Sora looked to see who she was waving at. A blond boy with a face almost as angelic as Naminé's waved back and made his way towards them. Casually dressed in black and white his blue eyes seemed to stand out even more. Piercing Sora for just a second they flickered over to Naminé.

"Hey," he said giving her a one armed hug. "What's up?" He was tactfully ignoring Sora's presence. Great.

"This is my friend Sora," she said to get Roxas to focus. As the boy's eyes met again Sora definitely took his time to look over Roxas. He hoped it came off as one guy gauging the other when all he was really doing was checking Roxas out. To put it honestly, he was sexy. The clothes he wore did nothing to detract from his lithe form and obviously toned arms. "He's new and since he has gym next - with you - I was hoping you'd show him to the gym and to his next class." Though it was phrased like a request there was something in her tone that said the blond boy really had no choice.

"Sure," he said, holding out his hand to Sora, his own examination of the new kid complete. "Roxas."

"Sora," Sora replied taking his hand. Roxas' grip was firm but not competitive. Interesting.

"Now that you know each other I'm hoping you'll make sure Sora can find all of his classes. He also has lunch with us so make sure you get him there safely." Her wink was playful as she trotted off to her own class but Sora felt like there was some other meaning in that too. What was he missing?

With a heavy sigh Roxas ran his hand through his hair and shook his head after her retreating frame. Even under his clearly frustrated exterior, the ghost of a smile played across his lips. "Come on," Roxas said turning around and heading towards the nearest staircase. "We've better get to gym. I hope you brought clothes to change."

"Umm..." No. He hadn't even thought of that. Whoops.

"So, no." Roxas shook his head at Sora this time. "I have an extra set I just brought. You can borrow those."

"Cause you are being nice or cause Naminé would want you to?" The words were out of Sora's mouth before he knew what he was saying. He didn't mean it to sound like he was judging Roxas' intentions, just as a friendly question.

The glare it got him said Roxas didn't think it was very friendly. "If you don't want them then fine."

"No!" Even though Roxas had turned his back to Sora again the brunette held up his hands. "I didn't mean it like that. That'd be great if you could lend me them for today. I was just asking if you and Naminé were dating or something."

Surprisingly, Sora got a laugh from the blond, not even a sarcastic one. "Not even close." Roxas adjusted his backpack, slung over only one shoulder, and shoved his hands in his pockets. "We're just friends. She's like a... well, it sounds kind of strange but a witch." He must've felt Sora's confused look because he explained. "Once you become friends with her she casts some sort of spell on you and one look into those big blue eyes and saying no to anything is like killing a puppy. So we all keep her happy."

Sora was curious as to who exactly 'we all' was but he figured he'd figure that out before long if he kept hanging out with her. He could see why no one wanted to say no to her, she really did look too sweet to deny her anything. How amazingly manipulative of her. For that, Sora gave her props.

After just a few short minutes Roxas had led Sora to the gym's boy's locker room. Already inside and changing or changed were at least twenty other guys of all different ages. Roxas took Sora up to the gym teacher's office and knocked on the open door. "Hey, Xigbar," he said before the black haired teacher even looked up. When he did Sora tried not to stare at the eye patch he wore. "This is Sora, he's new and needs a locker."

"Sora, huh?" Xigbar leaned back in his chair for a second giving Sora a quick once-over. Turning back to his desk he pulled something up on his computer quickly before writing on a post-it note. "Here's your new locker and combo. Did you bring clothes kid?"

"He's borrowing my extra set," Roxas said before Sora even opened his mouth.

Holding out the note for Sora to take, Xigbar nodded his head at Roxas. "Then both of you get changed. We're doing volleyball today."

Taking the note Sora nodded and went to find his locker. Near the end of the locker room Sora found his locker next to a silver haired asshole. Great, he thought bitterly when he saw Riku halfway through changing. The last thing he wanted was that superior asshole in his class. Opening his locker he tried his best to ignore him, Sora opened his locker and shoved his backpack in. "Here," Roxas said from behind him. Turning Sora found an extra t-shirt and basketball shorts being held out for him. "They're clean, promise."

"Thanks," Sora said quickly, taking the offered clothes. "I'll wash them later for you."

"Found yourself a new friend Sora?" Cringing, Sora faced Riku to find Riku giving Roxas a disdainful look. Roxas glared back, daring Riku to say more. "Here's my warning for you, new kid, unless you're looking for an unwanted present don't hang out with that guy."

Flipping the older guy off, Roxas just smiled confidently back. "At least I'm not hiding anything." Last words said Roxas went to his own locker to change.

Fully confused Sora didn't say anything. He liked Roxas but he did want to know what Riku meant. Then again, Riku was a cocky bastard. What a typical jock. Quickly slipping on the borrowed clothes Sora turned to see what everyone else was doing. Those changed were on their way into the gym, those not... well, Sora would be lying if he said they weren't a treat for his eyes. Most had nice bodies that made his eyes linger inappropriately. Trying not to get caught he diverted his eyes to the ground and followed the majority of the crowd into the gym. Until he knew whether or not he'd be judged here he wasn't going to out himself just yet. But having gym everyday was going to make it hard.

In the gym Sora went to find a still frazzled Roxas. For all that he seemed pretty sure of himself while standing up to Riku he was clearly upset. "You good?" Sora asked coming to stand beside him.

With a grin that didn't reach his eyes Roxas said, "Yeah. Glad you're not listening to what that bastard said."

Oh, how he wanted to ask more. The curiosity was burning in him, but Sora didn't want to piss of Roxas yet. Besides, he was sure he'd find out soon enough.

As gym class began and students were put into teams for volleyball, Sora was relieved to find himself grateful not to be placed on a team with Riku but bummed he wasn't with Roxas. As the matches began Sora focused on what he was doing. While he hadn't even taken an interest in most sports other than surfing back home he wasn't bad at them. Surprisingly enough, with all of the guys who looked like total jocks, Sora ended up being a pretty decent player. His athleticism was a blessing; all of the guys on his team were congratulating him and, here at least, weren't treating him like the new kid.

Class seemed far too short for Sora and when Xigbar announced the end of class Sora was actually sad. Making his way back to the locker room he wished he could've just stayed in gym all day. Stripping down Sora jumped a bit when Riku actually talked to him. "Not bad," he said taking off his shirt. Maybe he was a completely bastard, but Sora couldn't help but notice his chest. So well muscled but not grossly so. He had the kind of body that made most guys green with envy. It was so perfectly toned, Sora wanted to touch it to make sure it was real. Or maybe because he just wanted to touch it... "I didn't know you were a sports guy."

"I'm not really," Sora said as he ripped his eyes from Riku.

"Could've fooled me." Shorts came off and Sora had to sneak just one more quick look. Nice butt, and a nice sized package from what Sora could see. Damn. Sora turned back to focus on changing himself. "Fall sports have already started, but why don't you consider trying out for winter or spring sports?"

What was this? Was having a decent amount of skill a necessity for Riku to not think of him as a loser new kid? "I'll consider it." For all that Riku seemed nice now Sora wasn't going to forget how rude he was before.

"What's your next class?" Quietly enough to surprise Sora, Roxas had come up to lean against the lockers on the other side of Sora.

Grabbing his schedule out of his backpack Sora simply said, "French in room 130."

"I can show you where that is." Fully clothed, Riku shut his locker. "My girlfriend is in that class."

"Don't worry your highness," Roxas said with a sneer. "I sure I can do a fine job showing Sora around. I don't want him thinking we're all asshole like you."

"Don't you have someone to meet in some bathroom or something?"

Confused as hell, and now mildly worried Roxas pushed drugs, Sora decided to keep his mouth firmly shut. "Fine, play tour guide," Roxas said as he pushed himself away from the lockers. "I'll see you at lunch, Sora."

That said, Roxas left Sora in Riku's hands. What was the problem between those two? Grabbing his backpack, Riku smiled at Sora. "Ready?" Still keeping his mouth shut, Sora just nodded. Following Riku out of the locker room it was a quick walk to his next class. Though he didn't have the class with Sora, Riku went inside as well. With a slight smile he went right up to a pretty brunette with amazing violet eyes. "Hey babe," he said leaning down to give the girl a kiss.

"Didn't expect to see you here," the girl said with a happy smile.

"Remember the new kid I was telling you about, this is Sora. Sora, Kairi, my girlfriend."

With a smile, Kairi turned to Sora who had seated himself in the back a few rows over. "Nice to meet you." She seemed genuinely friendly. "I hope your first day hasn't been too bad so far."

"It's been pretty good," replied Sora as he thought about how friendly Naminé had been.

"I'm glad!" Turning back to Riku she put on a fake pout. "So you didn't come here just for me?"

"Well, I would but it makes me late for class," Riku said with a laugh. He's going to be late for class? Well, that made Sora at least think he wasn't a complete asshole. "So I'm going to leave before I get yelled at even more." Kissing Kairi again Riku left just as the teacher came in.

A man with long hair the color of caramel, the teacher had a bored look on his face. Or maybe it was just how his eyes seemed permanently half closed. "Sora Hijazaki," he called out before he even reached his desk. "Come get your book."

Grabbing his new book and returning to his seat, the teacher started in on his lesson without another delay. He was one of the teachers who you had to keep up with because there was no way he was going to stop for anyone. If you fell behind you better figure out a way to catch up. Though he seemed to hate all students, Sora found him one of his favorite teachers so far. This was how he learned best. Though not as good as gym, by the time the bell rang Sora felt a bit better about this new school.

"Hey, Kairi!" The female brunette was already on her way out the door. "Can you show me where the cafeteria is here?"

"Oh? Sure! I'm headed there now." In a friendly gesture she waited until Sora had caught up with her and linked arms with him. As short as the walk from the gym to French, the French to the cafeteria was just as short. "Will you be okay?" she asked as they entered the doors. "I'm off to sit with Riku. You can sit with us if you want." She said the last bit as if in an afterthought.

"No, I've already told someone else I'd sit with them."

Though she offered she didn't seem to really want him there. But why? She seemed so nice. "Okay, then I guess I'll see you later!" Prancing off she went up to where Riku already sat with some friends and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"I was afraid you might actually go sit with that guy." Sora jumped and spun in place to find Roxas smiling behind him. "Naminé would've been crushed if you had."

"Naw, they aren't really my type of people," Sora said casually.

"They not anyone's type of people. They're all fakes with secrets they'll never admit to."

With a tilt of his head he motioned to a table where Naminé was sitting. Following the blond over Sora was pleased with the large smile from Naminé that greeted him. "Sora! Hey!" Grabbing his hand she forced him to sit next to her while Roxas sat on her other side. "Let me introduce you to these other two. First is Demyx," she said pointing to another blond boy. "He's a senior here and a drum major in the band."

With a big, carefree grin, Demyx's water colored eyes flashed mischievously. "Congrats new kid, you've set a record for being wrapped around Naminé's finger. Even Roxas here took almost a week before she had him."

Smile turning into a friendly glare Naminé threw one of her fries at him. "You know I hate it when you guys say things like that. Feel free to ignore him, Sora, he's a trouble maker. But so is Axel." Sora turned his attention to the other guy at their table.

Shockingly long red hair and eyes a shade of green brighter than emeralds, Axel had a smirk that said he was proud of being a trouble maker. "It's A-X-E-L. Got it memorized?"

"I'll remember," Sora assured him. Who could forget a name like that?

"Axel's a senior like Demyx except there nothing special about him." Her comment was one only a good friend could make to another.

"Watch it girlie," Axel said as he leaned forward on the table to get in her face. "Keeping up with my reputation is hard work and that makes me special."

"Okay Axel. Now Sora, why don't we go get some food for you?" Chatting amicably the whole time Naminé showed him where to buy food and gave him tips on what was good and wasn't. When they sat back down at their table everyone included Sora in the conversation as if they'd been friends for ages. When they asked him a question they all listened for the answer before commenting. They sure know how to make a guy feel special.

For the rest of the day Naminé showed him to and from his classes. No one he knew was in his government class but the blond angel was in his English class and Kairi in his World History class. While she hadn't seemed eager for Sora to sit with her at lunch she was more than friendly in class again. She even let him borrow her notes from the semester so far so he could catch up. Then she walked him to where their lockers were before going to meet up with Riku.

Extremely pleased with his first day in a new school, Sora went out to his car smiling. Moving hadn't been as bad as he'd thought and he was already making some friends. Of course he still regretted having to move, but maybe Twilight Central wasn't going to be hell after all. Well, of course he could hope.