A/N: For those of you who have read my works before, this is a rewrite of my story Leave Namine Alone. You can still read the other version if you like but I find this to be a more authentic one. The chapters are short but there are plenty of them. Anyway let me know what you think! Enjoy ^^
Leave Namine Alone!
::Prolouge::
Maybe I underestimated high school. In the beginning of Freshman year, I remember having an assembly where the principle acknowledged us and told us that our high school years where going to be the best years of our life. He told us that we could make the best of these four years and opportunities would come up that would change us forever. I had a hard time believing him.
The only opportunity I took in freshman year was advanced art. I got in without any worries, and made my place in the school's social system. My best friends were often called the "organization." I spent my afternoons with Xion and Larxene, and I never worried about what was going to happen to me. Everything was simple.
In sophomore year, I invested in writing along with art, though that didn't go very far. I admit I'm stubborn and that's why I'm not friends with the kids in the popular crowd, and I avoided dances because I'm just anti-social, but there was this one guy I was friends with.
I forgot about this guy. It's not like we were a thing. We just talked sometimes when we would hang out with our friends. His friends were my friends. Do you ever meet those people? They're friends with your friends but you don't really know them.
It's a strange thing, but it was even stranger when I came to junior year. Suddenly, he disappeared. No one heard from him. Not even his best friend, Axel. To be honest, I thought nothing of it. It was one less person for me to worry about.
Then, I saw him. I was working at the Cherry Smoothie diner when he came in, dressed in a checkered vest over a light shirt with baggy jeans. There was something strange about him. I just assumed he moved away, but I never saw him walk so tall and confident before. I never saw him smile quite like that before.
He turned to me, looking even more snooty than I ever remembered. I wanted to call out to him, except I forgot his name. I forgot his smile. I forgot who he was. He was a stranger to me now. He wasn't a nobody like me.
He was a somebody.
So where am I going with this? Well I thought, hey what does it matter? He moved away. You'll never see him again! You can forget about the changes and wonder what happened. You don't need to worry about that bozo.
I was dead wrong.
I walked into my third period science class, and there he was, sitting in the empty seat next to me. I knew he was suppose to sit there but everyone was sure he just moved away. I remember being a bit disappointed. I had no one to talk to in this class. Well, I wasn't a big talker anyway, but it still bothered me.
As I was saying, there he was, looking through some assignments he missed. His eyes darted to me as I sat next to him, and I could smell cologne from Abercrombie or something. I knew then that he wasn't the kid who I might become friends with. I knew he wasn't someone I wanted to know. He was the kind of person I always avoided. He was, without a doubt, a somebody, and from the looks of Kairi, the head cheerleader who happened to bring something to our class, he was the popular kind of somebody.
That's when it all started.
A/V: well okay I'm submitting the first chapter as well, because it's not cool to just do one of them. So yeah, go ahead ^^ I hope you enjoy it!
