Kingdom Hearts 2:A Real Teen Life

Rhixan frowned at her. "You're mean. Anyways, I'm WAY past that part on Final Fantasy. I'm in Giruvegan, trying to explore around it." She grinned.

 

Nicole walked through the school, uncertain of where she was going. She looked at the map again and squinted at the words. "Hm... maybe I should ditch class today." She came to a place, and then looked around. There were a couple of girls walking not too far away from her, and then there was a group of kids not far off. Nicole looked at her watch. 'What to do...'

 

Mira sighed out. "Sorry about that... so, do you think anyone's going to show up at school today? There's always a few that do."

 

Rhixan blinked. "Probably." She grinned. "But i'd rather be playing on games or reading manga then at school. do any of that summer homework?"

 

Mira nodded her head. "I did that at the beginning of break, so I could enjoy the rest of my summer." Her smile disappeared as she looked at Rhixan. "Lemme guess, you haven't done any of it yet."

 

"Nope. did it in the first three days of break." Rhixan smiled. "For once."

 

Mira's eyes widened in surprise. "What?!" Quickly, she put a hand on Rhixan's forehead. "Are you feeling okay?"

 

"Because if I didn't, I wouldn't be able to go to that brand new anime theme park that opened." Rhixan nodded. "Bribed with tickets to the place. Dad always knows how to get to me."

 

Mira chuckled. "That he does."

 

Another year.... In fact, one last year here, and then it's off to college. Damn, where'd all the time go?

Iyke strood coolly down the hallway towards his the first of the last high school courses that he would ever go through as a student. His fit, though slightly over weighted form attracted the same usual attention, for the sake of the same usual features that had dominated him since sophomore year. His hair was of a refreshed, darkened jet black, made so from an artificial dye product. Yet it still bore the remaining hints of a former brown coloring, in the form of delicate streaks running out from the top of his head, to the ends of each hair strand, which hung low over he soulders and eyes. Bhind these locks of hair, rest a pair of off purple eyes that had held a calm look to them even when he was a freshman.

His attire had also remaind a constant over these years. The garments in question generally consisted of a long sleeved T-shirt, usually of some sort of musical product brand, worn underneatha normal T-shirt, often of a similar nature to the one under it. Due to a general lack of climate change within this part of the world, he leaned more towards wearing shorts, as opposed to pants, and flip-flop sandals as opposed to shoes, unless he were with the band, in which case, he'd be wearing his weathered, beaten, favorite pair of sneakers, which had lasted him over three years so far. THese were kepttucked away in his bag, slung around his shoulders.

But that which drew the most attention today was not a part of his normal walk-around set-up. Held onto a harness over his shoulders, rotated up with its head into his chest, was a polished, shining, black marching snare drum. Upon the front of the drum, printed unto a small plaque, was a set of five looping letters, which spelled out the word "PEARL". For the fun of it, and out of the knowledge that the band director had the sense of humor to stand for it if he found out, he lowered the drum down, and removed a single stick from the stick carrier mounted on the side of the drum. He waited for a few moments, and several other students walked passed him, smiling weakly, as they all knew what he was about to do.

Raising this lone stick up, he placed it down in a single fluid motion, landing the bead of the stick upon the edge of the head, and the shaft uponthe rim of the drum. The result was a loud, cracking, gunshot-like sound, echoing through the now filling hallway. With any luck, the panic would only be mild, as the rim shot did have a subtle difference from a gubshot. That, and there were apt to be other drummers in the crowd, who would understand that difference, and keep the panic a bay. As soon as the sound had been made, he slipped the stick back into the carrier, and jazz ran down the nearby music department hallway, and into the first open practice room.

"Suppose you thought that was terribly funny," said a young, smooth voice from behind him.

Dammit!

 

OOC - Recap please?

 

OOC-well its one day b4 school and everyone is either getting ready or talking on the beach about homework and stuffs

 

OOC- And for Twilight Town, school has begun and my character just ran into Seifer. Hayner is around watching the event. Elsewhere, Iyke banged on a drum and it created a gunshot-like sound.

 

Selphie quckly turns around to Ryoku at the sudden yank. "Hey what's wrong? Did I do something to affend you or something?" Selphie said softly and a little sad.

 

hi guys i'm new in the Destiny Islands school
Name: Nightshade
Gender:man
Job: Student
Grade: 9
Likes: fighting and bullying bullyes
Dislikes: english and slow days
School you Attend: Destiny Islands school
Nice

 

Nicole found a nice, quiet spot to hang out alone. Everyone else seemed really busy anyways to pay attention to her. She took out a composition book and opened the pages. She then pulled out a pen and began writing on the blank pages.

 

Mira made a small wave in the air at Selphie and Ryoku. "Come on... let's all try to get along." Her eyes were soon caught by another person not too far away. She smiled and walked over to Nicole. "Hey, I don't think I've seen you before. Are you new around here?"

 

Nicole was at first startled when someone spoke to her. She quickly looked up from her book, and then calmed down a bit. It was one of the girls she saw earlier. She smiled quietly. "Yeah... I'm new around here." She closed her book, leaving her pen inside the notebook. "My name is Nicole. What's your name?"

 

Mira smiled at Nicole. "I'm Mira. Where are you from?"

 

Nicole smiled. Just a little while ago, she was about to give up to find a friend on her first day of school. And here they were, standing right in front of her. "I came from Twilight Town," she said with a grin. "Mira, huh? That's a nice name."