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Music in Me: Chap.2

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"MUSIC IN ME"

Chapter 2: "Oh man, what to do"


Nearly four hours had gone by and Zexion was about to go and enroll himself into a "Suicidal Watch" program.

The 'talent' was dreadful. After all, being louder didn't make you sound better; that applied to everything from their tone-deaf singing to their lousy instrument playing!

Then he had to deal with... Sora and Axel. Sora kept clapping - even when no one else did - praising, and smiling. Then when Zexion glanced over once in a while he would see the brunette awkwardly stealing small make-out sessions with Riku. The only good he had done so far was when he was sent inside, under Axel's instructions, and brought out drinks.

Ugh, and Axel. He disagreed on every other participant! If he got outvoted, he wouldn't not argue about how he was right! Again, louder didn't make you better, and Axel's arguments were no exception!
Luckily, the last signed up participant would be showing up any minute... Sora's friend.

"Where is he?" Zexion asked after five minutes past the signed up time.

"He'll be here!" Sora assured quickly from Riku's lap. "Oh, there he is!"

A car was driving up the street. It was an annoyingly electric yellow Chevrolet Tigra [though Zexion had never been good with cars] that the lilac haired recognized as Larxene's. The passenger door opened as soon as it came to a screeching halt at the sidewalk. Out came the annoying strawberry-blonde Zexion had failed at avoiding for the past two years of his high school life, going on his third now.

"Just don't drag me into this stupid shit ever again!" The pissed off ex-band member growled as the boy brought out three large instrument cases from the back seats, and carefully placed them on the sidewalk.

"I'm sorry cous', I just-"

"I don't care!" She drove off as soon as the door closed, not glancing back at her old band members at all.

"...Heh. S-Sorry I'm late everyone, my ride kinda didn't work, and I think my cousin hates my guts almost as much as she hates yours..." The teal eyed boy said nervously.
Sora jumped off Riku's lap to his feet and started helping his friend carry the cases into the garage.

"Uh...Hey Demyx, what is all that?" Axel asked skeptically.

Ah, Demyx, that was his name.

"Well, the flier said to bring your instruments, these are my instruments!" he beamed. "Electric, acoustic, and sitar."

"...Did you just say sitar?" Roxas spoke up.

"Yea, I play the sitar... Here, watch." The tall teen pulled out the navy and baby blue oddly shaped instrument and started checking the chords before playing an unfamiliar tune. When Zexion saw the 'band members' reaction, he assumed it was similar to one of their songs.

"You've heard us play! I like you already!" Axel's smile was just unnerving. "Lemme hear you on the other two- and you need to be able to sing too."

Demyx had actually come fully prepared; obviously he had done his homework with Sora on the band members. While playing a part from one of the songs Axel had written had naturally impressed him, he won over the rest of the band with an 'Into the Dark' cover on his acoustic - Roxas was a Death Cab fan apparently - and a really good voice and electric cover of 'Black Sheep' by Metric, which somehow got Riku's approval.

Zexion gave up his vote because he knew that at this point it wouldn't matter.

"Okay Demyx, really, really, come back on Friday, okay?" They had all week to weed out the idiots from the real players.
So far though, only Demyx was returning Friday...

"Flame Rose is a stupid name," Zexion muttered to himself as Sora congratulated the tall blonde; he just wanted a legitimate reason to fight against Axel now.

"Say what?"


*I feel so lonesome, tonight!*


Honestly, the next week seemed to be the fastest and slowest of Zexion's entire life.
Fastest because all the day's and their events seemed to blend together in a blur- slowest because Zexion had been very good at keeping the past five years in Twilight Town very drama free - especially once he reached Oblivion High School. That streak was now broken.

__________________________________________________________________________________________Tuesday, Gym.

"Hey Zexion, did I see you with those losers when I dropped off my idiot cousin yesterday?" Larxene's voice was sharp and dangerous. The air around the two 'sport outcasts' was filled with electricity.

"I did spend a good four and a half hours with Axel, Roxas, Riku, and Sora yesterday," He nodded, trying to bury himself back into the story in his hands.

"Um, yea, I thought you thought Demyx was an idiot?"

"I still believe he is of unacceptable intelligence for his age."

"Okay, and I thought you said Axel was a dick!"

"I never said that once Larxene..."

"And why are you hanging out with them? They're so- ugh!"

"Because two of them are my friends, and I like being around them sometimes."

"Well if they're all your friends, then you have more then you need!" The girl growled in annoyance before grabbing her bag and stalking off towards the opponents of Demyx's team.

Zexion stared after her with pale blue eyes in absolute confusion.

'What just happened...?'

The next comprehendible thing that Zexion understood was a kick from Larxene that spun and sent the football towards the lilac's head.

__________________________________________________________________________________________Tuesday, Try outs.

While all the clueless and unworthy talent seemed to go on forever, it came to an end as a young boy named Tidus made the cut to show up on Friday- even Zexion thought he showed some worth in him.

The downside was when Roxas showed him a text from his twin:

'Tell Zexion that Demyx says "You're Welcome" for blocking the football today in gym.'

It's not like he owed Demyx anything!

__________________________________________________________________________________________Wednesday, Hallway.

While Zexion was grabbing his book for AP Psych, he saw the platinum blond woman passing him down the hall. The lilac haired teen turned on his heel to ask what the near death experience yesterday was about- but she seemed determined to ignore him and sped up to catch up with Marluxia and Vexen.

Standing alone and confused, the short teen saw Roxas and Demyx heading his way.
"Hey Zexion-!" Demyx's voice echoed in the hall.

Pretending not to notice, the seventeen year old hurried off to class.

__________________________________________________________________________________________Wednesday, Gym.

"Zexion, get on the field!" Coach Zack's voice rang to the stands, catching the boy's attention.

"...E-Excuse me coach?"

The dark blue haired man moved over, huffing in annoyance. "Since Larxene oh-so-wonderfully started participating, the teams are uneven. No more excuses kiddo, you're up." He handed a dark blue netted 'shirt' to him. "Put it over your clothes and go over to Demyx's team."

'...Girl's are absolutely vengeful bitches.'

__________________________________________________________________________________________Thursday, AP Psych.

Despite the absolute lack of talent last night - only a semi-decent guitar player named Hayner had made it because he attempted to play one of the band's original songs - Zexion had a good feeling about today as he limped into AP Psych.

For one thing, he managed to actually get hit with the black and white ball yesterday thanks to a certain blonde bitch's kick, and now had a sprained and currently wrapped ankle thanks to his fall and couldn't play Gym later. Another thing was that he managed to yet again avoid Demyx until class started, though the blond beamed at him before heading to his seat in the back. How a guy like that could even get into this class puzzled Zexion every morning...
The best thing was that Professor Diz was assigning a new project, and if done correctly, Zexion wouldn't have to work so hard for the rest of the semester!

"And I will be assigning you your partners."

'...No...'

"Now, I've noticed some of you have been having a lot of trouble lately, so I'll be assigning those who need the help to the passing students."

'Oh please no...'

"Xion, I'll be assigning you to work with Vexen."

'Kill me. Please, kill me now.'

"Demyx, you'll be working with Zexion."

"Okay!"

__________________________________________________________________________________________Thursday, Lunch.

"Excuse me, sir?" Zexion opened the door of the Psych. teacher's room. "...May I have a word?"

"This is about your partner, isn't it Zexion?" The blond man chuckled lightly as he turned to the young man.

"... I was simply thinking this over... And Xion actually does fairly well in this class you see. I was wondering why you paired her with Vexen when she really doesn't need that much help. Demyx... I'm sure needs a lot of help and Vexen does get better grades than I do so..."

"I'm not changing your partner."

"Why not?"

"Because Demyx really seems to want to get along with you. This is for you both to learn from each other. Now, I have to go meet with some of the other teachers, do you mind?"

__________________________________________________________________________________________Friday.

Zexion didn't go to the try outs Thursday night, but he did get a text from Roxas asking if he was alright, and that there were no new finalists.

Zexion also didn't get to school the next day. He just got more texts from Roxas saying he'd gather his work and hand it over to him at the finalists meet.

When Zexion didn't show up to that either, the blond sighed and gathered his things after they decided on the winner, and headed to the Hollow Bastian Apartment Building.

Blue eyes skimmed around the hallway, looking for apartment 69, finally knocking on the door when he found it. Fourth floor and the 9 had fallen off... It's been like that since Zexion moved in, when was he going to fix that?

Grumbling to himself, he knocked on the door again, as loud as he could. "Zexion!"

It didn't take long for the door to open, the Junior looking over him in annoyance, leaning a bit against the door sill to comfort his hurt foot.

"Ya gonna let me in? I still have your work."

"...Yea, come in," The lilac haired boy sighed, moving out of the way.

"Wow, it's been awhile since I was last in here." Roxas noticed nothing had changed at all- except all of Axel's things were gone.

"If you brought Axel to have sex in his old room again, it will be the last time you're here."

"You're really never going to shut up about that?"

"I told you, not in a million years." Zexion's small smile finally broke the ice, and he moved to the couch to sit next to the younger teen.

"Dude, you missing school? I mean, seriously, are you dying?"

"I just didn't feel up to it." He shrugged.

"...No, seriously."

"Seriously. Look, you guys asked me to help you with this band thing and with one day of helping, you all ruined my social norm."

"Excuse me?" The blond stared at him in disbelief.

"Larxene hates me, and has been trying to kill me that past few days; my ankle's now sprained."

"Oh come on Zexion, you never really liked Larxene anyway!"

"...That being beside the point, she's the only one who would talk to me during gym."

"Don't you have Demyx in your gym class?" Roxas asked, staring at him.

"And why do you know that?"

"Well, we hung out today- he's in the band now. Plus that text Sora sent? Duh."

"You see?"

"...No?"

"People in bands all just become friends."

"...Yea, that's part of the point."

"I'm not in the band. I'm hardly Axel and Riku's friend, and you and I have known each other for awhile-"

"We're not friends?"

"...We are but-"

"Axel lived with you for two years. He's not your friend?"

"Roxas! That's not the point. I don't really like this- I'm not comfortable with this."

"Dude, man up! Shit changes, that's life! You know what? Here's your work, finish it tonight like I know you will, ice your foot, and come hang out with us tomorrow!" Roxas demanded, standing up and dumping his 'messenger styled' backpack onto Zexion's coffee table.

The older was hardly amused. " 'Us' being?"

"Axel, Riku, Sora, Demyx, and myself."

"...That's a tall order there Roxas."

"Do it, or I'm not handing over the page that has your project's instructions!" the shorter threatened. Zexion's eyes widened a bit - that was an 80% grade project! He moved to the table and started shifting through papers.

"Roxas I swear-!"

"I'll hand it over tomorrow night. See ya then!" The blond escaped the apartment as fast as he could.
***(Oh man!) What to do? By Thrush Hermit***

For the characters, it's obvious I sort of pulled most of the characters personality from the common fanbase, but that's what I'm comfortable, sorry.


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emmiez's avatar
i think i just feel in love wth this story :)