Breezy: "Guess what? I'll tell you anyway! This story shall be dedicated to a certain sitar-playing water controller!"
Demyx: "You mean me?"
Breezy: "Of course! Now, I don't own Demyx, The world that never was, cookies, PS2s, apples, KH2, or any of the teachers mentioned in this, but I do own the story, Laura, and the OC's! Take that, lawyers!"
Demyx: "Cool… I get a story for me! Start the story! I wanna see it!"
Breezy: "Just a minute, Demyx. I look forward to any reviews! Now, go read and make Demyx happy!"
What is Demyx Doing in my Room?
"Now, if 6+ w equals 20, after using the formula-" Mrs. Backer paused to write the equation we'd just learned, "we now know that, after isolating the variable, w equals 14." She turned to the class. "Using the technique you've just learned, the homework should be a breeze. Page 734-735, even numbers only. Not much, for a three day weekend." Knowing Mrs. Backer, no one groaned or moaned. After all, it was an advanced class. Crap biscuits! I never introduced myself! Well, I'm Laura. Laura Terri. There are three things you need to know about me. One, I'm pretty smart, but I'm made fun of for getting A's. Figures. Two, I'm not normal. My mom thinks I was switched with her kid, with me being from a medical ward. I've got short- brown/black hair with a dyed stripe running down at the side. This week, it was a bright blue.
Told you I'm weird.
I have green-blue-gray eyes that, unfortunately, are hidden behind black-rimmed glasses. Oh, and number three; I'm obsessed with Kingdom Hearts. You know, the video game. Even though I'd never beaten the game myself, I played all the way to the end. I've introduced most of my friends to the game, and it's been a hit with all of them, especially my best friend Sammy. Speaking of her, I turned to see what she was doing. Her head was down, pencil in hand, working on her math homework. We've been friends since kindergarten, and I knew math was her easiest subject. My best subject? Probably Tech ed. or band. The four main subjects were my worst. Thankfully, the day was almost over. All I had after this was remediation with Mrs. Heir.
The bell rang, and half the class ran out of the room. My stuff was already gathered. I got up, wished Mrs. Backer a nice weekend, and hurried to my locker.
(Other places… /Meanwhile for people who can't guess. /)
The sitar put out a sour note and its owner muttered a short cuss. Shifting his weight, Demyx dismissed it and sighed. "Can't find the tune?" Luxord asked from behind his shoulder. "Yeah. I can't break this streak." Luxord sat next to him. "Maybe it's something on your mind." Demyx was silent. "Maybe." He muttered after a few seconds silence. Getting up, he ran to his room.
(Whooo…. back to the other place…. I suck at having a creepy voice….)
The bell rang again, signaling the end of the day. Again, most everyone shot out of the door. Still, I didn't blame them. The year had started only a few weeks ago, and I took advantage of every weekend. A few insults passed by my way as I got my stuff into my bookbag and turned to leave.
"Where are you going, freak?" Kota. In a way, he reminded me of Seifer.
Hah, I'm Roxas.
I brushed past him, not having the time to stop and be made fun of. Fins and William blocked my way. 'Great,' I thought, 'he's got his cronies with him.' I backed away and tried to sound tough. "Home. Lemme pass." The only response I got was laughter. Someone clapped me on the shoulder. "Come on." Jo Jo said to me and started off. I followed her as she called 'jerk' over her shoulder at Kota.
"Why doesn't he just leave me alone?" I asked aloud to no one in particular. I was walking home, alone. Usually I walked half the way with Ashley, another friend of mine, but she was home sick today. The weather matched my mood perfectly. It was raining, hard. A few thunderclaps came now and then, but I was fine with it. After all, the rain hid my tears.
Why didn't my Mom or Dad pick me up, you ask? Mom worked all the way on the other side of town, and Dad was… well, dead. He'd been dead for longer than I could remember. But- time goes on, right? A young boy watched from a window, probably about five. He had his face pressed against the glass, and I gave a little wave. He smiled and walked away. At least that brightened my mood a bit.
After I got home, I sat down on my bed and finished my homework. Thankfully, I didn't have tons, since I finished most of it in remediation. I hummed 'Sanctuary' under my breath as I worked. "I watch you…fast asleep…" I sang. "All I fear… means nothing…" Yeah right. If only I had a Sanctuary. I closed the Pre- Algebra textbook and closed my eyes. "And you and I; there's a new light ahead…" I had a pretty good voice, If I say so myself. Sometimes my mom wondered why I'm in band instead of choir. Oh well.
I attached the PS2 to the TV and turned the power on. Maybe I could get a bit farther in KH2.
(Ohhh…other place again….)
Demyx shut his eyes and fell back onto his bed. "Is it worth it?" he asked aloud. Even he didn't know what he meant. He was asleep soundly in seconds.
(Coooool…I'm getting the hang of this…)
"CRAP!" I yelled. My yellow lab, Butter, jerked his eyes open and looked at me, wagging his tail. I stopped to pat him on the head, and turned back to the TV. For the fourth time, I'd died against Xemnas. I decided to open a different file, this one earlier in the game. I moved Sora from the save point to the blue castle gate ruins. In a cutscene, Demyx appeared and they spoke. After a battle, Demyx fell, defeated. I bit my lip. The only thing I didn't like about the game was killing the higher Nobodies.
Except Xemnas. He sucked.
Suddenly, the controller shook and Butter started growling. When I looked at the screen again, it was bright white. I didn't remember this happening when I played it before. Butter started barking and got up, shaking with worry. The light got so bright I had to put my hand over my eyes. Blackness soon replaced the white and I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down by remembering the words to Sanctuary. "-Where fears and lies melt away…" I sang. It didn't calm me down, but the darkness lifted some. Hoping it was something I did, I continued singing. "What's left of me… what's left of me now…" The darkness lifted completely this time. I sighed, relieved. Butter, however, was still barking. I turned to see what he was starring at and nearly died.
Demyx. Mullet, sitar playing, uber-awesome, water controlling Demyx was lying on my bed, apparently asleep. I shut Butter up real fast then, in case he might wake up. I put a hand over my mouth to stifle a scream that wouldn't come out and closed my eyes, trying to believe it was a dream, but I didn't wake up. After I was over the whole 'it's-gotta-be-a-dream' phase, I got a book and carefully walked over to the body. He was breathing, thank fudge. At least I wouldn't have a murder case on my hands. Placing the book down a bit, I took a deep breath and poked him.
Thank fudge again he stayed asleep. I dared to let out a long sigh, and prayed he'd stay asleep for a while longer. Then I cussed in my brain. In the moment of terror, I'd forgotten about mom. I glanced at the clock and almost died from relief. She wouldn't be home for another three hours. Butter sniffed Demyx and started to lose the look of worry. Then he licked him.
I would have laughed, if it hadn't been for Demyx letting out a small moan and opening his eyes. He shot his eyes open in a second. Not knowing what to do, I just stood there. Demyx jumped up about a half second later, clearly not knowing where the –insert any word here- he was. Then he saw me.
"You're that girl!"
Breezy: "Ah, a cliffie. What to do, what to do."
Demyx: "Pleeeeaseee update!"
Breezy: "Well, maybe I will. If I get one review, that'll be enough for me to update. Please review! Bye!"