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A/N: I am soooo sorry for not getting this out sooner! I've been on the longest hiatus for this, and I'm just now getting back into it. Updates shouldn't be so far and few between now: I'm actually writing bits and pieces of the future part of the story, and I think it looks pretty darn decent, but that's for the readers to decide, I suppose.
Dedication: Passionx3, of whom I hope is reading, but if not, oh well.
Disclaimer: Yes, a high school fangirl definitely has the rights to Kingdom Hearts, the song "White Houses", and her sanity. She stole them from a securely locked safe last night. *rolls eyes*
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My life was sort of like that for two weeks. You know, meeting up at the beach, going at it for what seemed like forever, going home to the biggest dinner in history (because we all forgot about lunch during our get-togethers, and our parents knew it), collapsing into bed, and starting all over again.
Then started the second part of the timeline, I guess. School was starting in half a month, and I had yet to get the materials. Apparently, my mom had gotten my school uniform (we have to wear a uniform, ugh) online. It had come to our house during the second week of shenanigans.
I had seen the brown box with tape on every crevasse before my mom. My thoughts had been along the lines of maybe if I sneak in the house and make absolutely no comment about it, she'll see it at midnight or something, and I'll be in bed by that time, meaning I don't have to check out whatever she's ordered now.
Unfortunately, Mom opened the door, her eyes widening slightly at the fact that something was blocking the door. Then the happiness in them came when she saw the dreaded brown box. Maybe I could sneak in past her and busy myself with Daddy for a bit...
Alas, no. "Oh, your new uniform must have come!" Uniform? What unif...
Oh. I remembered tagging along with Mom to see the new school. It looked prestigious and big. Very big. I must have been worrying about getting lost in the school while my mom and my new principal talked of school uniforms.
But at least it wasn't any Tupperware-type things. Curiousity creeping in, I made my way closer to the box as she ran in to get the scissors. It wasn't like the other boxes once I got close enough. It had my new school's crest on it, and it the box was a slightly different shade of brown (oddly enough). Mom ran the edge of the scissors along the gaps between the flaps, effectively slicing the tape with a sshhwwp!
The uniform inside the box was wrapped in tissue paper to protect it or something. Mom gingerly lifted the white package and neatly tore the paper where a strip of tape was. The paper crunched and wrinkled as Mom moved it out of the way. She lifted the uniform.
I pressed my lips together. It was...nice. I guess. I mean, it was sort of plain: White blouse, blue plaid skirt, blue plaid tie. I couldn't find anything wrong with it, but it wasn't anything to jump for joy for, like my mom was doing at the moment.
"Ahh, look at it, sweetie! This is fantastic! Oh, I can't wait to see you in this." She bounded towards me. I instinctively backed up.
"Yeah... It looks nice." I couldn't think of anything else to add.
Last I saw her that day, she was skipping around, hugging my blouse. I wondered if she wanted it. Then I forgot all about it as I tried to negotiate a later bedtime with Daddy.
The gang and I sort of slowed down our activities sometime after that. It was less going to the Island to do something and more going to the Island to mope around. Sora would lie on the paopu tree (that was the leaning tree), Riku would sit on the sand nearby, and Roxas, Namine and I would sit on the tree, gazing at the sky.
"I wish it was always like this," Roxas had said at one point.
"Hmm?" I blinked at him.
"You know." He gestured at the Island. "That this would be life. Nothing more than this. No school. No separation from us. No parting ways. I wish time could just freeze, so we could be like this forever."
Riku looked up. "Not me."
"That's only because you're waiting to get your driver's license."
"Yeah, well. Someone needs to know how to drive. But also, I think things should move forward, and if we go separate ways...then maybe it was supposed to happen like that. But don't worry." He flashed a wide smirk. "That's not going to happen. I'll bet all the money that Sora owes me."
"Hey!"
And thus all the seriousness ended.
When I wasn't with them, I was hanging out with Selphie. She was as bad of a romantic as you could get, I soon learned.
"Hey Kairi," she said, fiddling with her new pearl necklace, "see anyone you like? Like, like-like, as in, love-like?"
"Nah, not really," I replied. It was true, somewhat. No one had truly caught both my interest and my heart. One had caught the former, however, and Selphie, being Selphie, couldn't help but notice.
"You like Riku, don't you?"
"Huh? What're you... No. No, of course not. I don't know what you're talking about." Frankly, I didn't know what I was talking about. My mind had turned blank at the name "Riku," and my mouth must have switched to auto-pilot.
She giggled in that somewhat annoying but somewhat adorable laugh she had. "Oh, of course not. What was I thinking?"
"Oh. Uh, yeah." That was probably the most unconvincing phrase of my life. And Selphie knew it, much to my misfortune. After about two minutes of silence, she started up again.
"So when did you start liking him? Huh?"
"Geez, Selphie. Some girls actually don't really prefer to go into long talks about crushes and whatever."
"Ye-ah, they do! They're just in denial, and you and I both know it! It's a girl's nature to gossip," she said knowingly. "And besides, it's not obvious. That you like him, I mean. What is obvious is why you like him. I mean, total hottie alert! Who wouldn't love those sexy, long, silver locks? Heck, I'd go for him too if I wasn't interested in Tidus! But you won't tell anyone, will you?" She looked at me skeptically, as if I would actually tell this Tidus person that I didn't even know existed, let alone cared enough to let it slip that she liked him.
"No, of course not! Why would I? You're my friend after all. As long as you don't tell anyone that I like Riku, right?"
She laughed. "Aha, got you to admit it! I didn't know for sure, but now the cat's out of the bag. And of course I won't tell. Girls who respect girly rules just don't do that. However..." she said with a glint in her eye. I never thought I'd use the word gulp, all by itself, but with that look... Gulp. "However, there's no girlfriend law about trying to set you two up... But nevermind. I didn't say anything."
"What?" With the look she still had on her face, I could tell that this wasn't going to end here.
"Nothing, nothing. So, Kairi, do you have your school schedule yet? Who do you have for English?" And as we chattered about our academics, the scheme almost faded from my mind, but a little part of it was still worrying about it. I told that part to shut it; after all, what exactly could Selphie do about it? Probably write phony love letters and stick it in his locker or something. Nothing too serious. I thought.
Then again, this was Selphie we were talking about.
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I've had past experiences with QVC boxes. My mom likes to collect Lock-&-Lock.
...That is how you spell scissors, right? The damn name's always given me a hard time.
As for writing phony love letters, I believe one of my dear friends can attest to that. Gifta giveth Syd the hardest timeth.
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