**please, all of you sane people out there (not that there are many…), don't bonk me on the head for not focusing on the stories I already am writing. This just came to me and I had to write it down. And this has nothing to do with the song "the 13th side", if you know what I'm talking about help yourself to a cookie. Oh, and I don't own crap.**

RPOV

Namine.

Namine.

Namine.

Namine.

They whispered the new girl's name as she walked gracefully from class to class. The students wanted to crowd around her, label her, and forget about her. Was she a prep? No, her hair was just hanging off her shoulder; any other preppy girl would've spent hours on her hair, especially if she was going to a new school in the middle of the year. Was she a punk? No, she was wearing a simple white dress that was cut to her mid-thighs. Was she a nerd? No. Was she a jock? No. Was she a drama freak? No. Was she an emo? No. there was no way to label her. She was seemingly perfect, too perfect for most of the students. Kairi, her sister, was immediately accepted into the popular kids, but Namine hated the spotlight. They learned that she loved to draw, that she remembers things better than most, and didn't really get math.

I watched her from my table at lunch and sighed. I was almost friendless, my former best friend, Axel, went AWOL. My brother Sora hangs out with me, but he's a grade older than me. Hayner, Pence, and Olette got in a car accident, so they're in the hospital. So, why not? I walked up to her and asked if I could sit down. She looked up and stammered out a yes, so I sat.

"I'm Roxas, what's your name?" I asked ignoring the stares of the people around us. I heard the whispers isn't he the kid whose friends all ditched him at the same time? Yeah, that's harsh. Maybe they all had reasons to leave, maybe he did something. And that's the new girl, the one who doesn't belong anywhere, right? Yeah.

"M-my name's Namine." She stuttered out. "Umm, no offense Roxas, but why are you sitting here?"

"Because my friends got in a car accident, so I know what loneliness looks like." I responded simply, I had watched as she had looked around the cafeteria for a place to sit, while everyone laughed and talked to their friends. She sat alone at an empty table, like I was.

"Oh my gosh, are they okay?" she asked, worried for people she didn't even know. I smiled and told her that they'd be alright. We talked about little stuff until she asked me about my guitar case.

"Do you play?" she asked motioning to it. I nodded and she smiled. "Acoustic or electric?"

"Acoustic." I replied

"Can you play?"

"Now?" I asked incredulously.

"Why not?" This girl I had just met wanted me to play for her. In the middle of a crowd of people who hate me. But she was so sad before, if this will keep her happy…

"Sure." I said nervously and slid my guitar case off my back. I positioned my fingers on the strings and thought for a second. Ah, that's what I'll play. He strummed the guitar in the intro and she gasped in recognition and whispered "Sing."

So I did.

When I see your smile, tears run down my face, I can't replace.

She smiled wider.

And now that I'm strong I have figured out, how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul and I know I'll find, deep inside me I can be the one.

Her smile is still huge as she hums along.

I will never let you fall,

Let you fall she sings softly

I'll stand up with you forever.

I'll be there for you through it all,

Through it all.

Even if saving you sends me to heaven

It's okay, it's okay, it's okaaay.

Seasons are changing and waves are crashing and stars are falling all for us. Days grow longer and nights grow shorter, I can show you I'll be the one.

Everyone in the cafeteria is watching our little performance, even though it's only meant to keep her happy.

I will never let you fall

Let you fall

I'll stand up with you forever.

I'll be there for you through it all

Through it all

Even if saving you sends me to heaven.

Cuz you're my, you're my, myyyy, my true love, my whole heart, please don't throw that away.

Cuz I'm here, for you, please don't walk away, and please tell me you'll stay

Woahhh, stayyy, whoahh,

I didn't go all rock for this part. I just kept it acoustic. And it sounded awesome, Namine kept smiling.

Use me as you will, pull my strings just for a thrill, I know I'll be okay, though my skies are turning gray.

I will never let you fall, I'll stand up with you forever, I'll be there for you through it all, even if savin' you sends me to heaven.

I will never let you fall, I'll stand up you forever, I'll be there for you through it all, even if saving you sends me to heaven.

I ended my song and the cafeteria was absolutely silent for a moment. They had just heard one of the shyest kids in the whole school sing to the new girl. Uh, oh.

Then Namine started clapping. And the whole cafeteria burst into applause. I mean, even if you don't like the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, if someone has the guts to sing while the whole school watches, and a shy kid at that, you have to give them props. I half expected this to turn into some cheesy high school made for T.V. movie, where the A.V. nerd goes out with the head cheerleader at prom and the guys pick him up and carry him out of the gym on their shoulders. Ha. I crack myself up sometimes. Namine is still beaming at me, but I can still see sadness in her eyes, something much worse than loneliness. Something way worse. The bell rings and everyone clears out of the cafeteria to go to their classes. Namine and I walk to our Art class, since we found out that we had the same classes together. I already knew, I just played along. When we got to art I pulled out the sculpture t was making, it was an acoustic guitar. It was about the size of my arm, made out of clay. I just had to put on some finishing touches and then I'd have to bake it and tomorrow I could glaze it, and then bake it again, then add the strings, and then be done. Actually, it was like a life-size ukulele, not a small acoustic, but hey, I could play the ukulele too. I might make a person to be holding the guitar next quarter, but this quarter I couldn't just focus on one thing. My mom wanted some vases, I made my dad a mug, and a Santa plate for my little sister Xion to put cookies out for St. Nick. The teacher, Marluxia (he made us call him by his first name), told Namine to just work on a painting this quarter. She didn't have much time until winter break anyways. She started sketching on a big peace of paper. She looked so peaceful that I hated to interrupt her, but my curiosity got the better of me.

"Hey Namine, what're you drawing?" I asked

"Oh, you playing guitar. You looked so peaceful and in place, you know how you're like an outsider without your friends, you see like the opposite of that." She continued drawing and I stared at her for a while in shock, and then continued working on my guitar. It was perfect. The bell rang and I gave my guitar to Marluxia for him to put in the kiln and walked home thinking about Namine the whole way.

NPOV

I watched as Roxas walked the opposite direction of me and sighed. He was the only nice one. He played for me. He sang for me. He actually liked me. He was also a pretty good artist. I was walking in the bad part of town, but this was home. I waved at the hookers and the waitresses that I knew from when I was a kid. Kairi was going over to her friend Sora's house for a while, so I walked right to the meeting place, not having to make an excuse to her. I told her I had a job and she respected my privacy about it. I walked up the abandoned apartment building and knocked on the door. Lexaeus opened the door and I walked in. I grabbed my keycard, #15, off the wall and went to my door to change. I walked into my tiny apartment and took off my pretty white dress, to get into my faded brown shirt and dark blue miniskirt. The shirt was too short and a bit low, but that was how Xemnas had the girls dress on duty. Larxene had to dress in that, except it was black. Only full members got to wear black. Personally I didn't ever want to be a full member. The boys wore black shirts and dark pants. I put on some mascara and walked out. Most of the 12 members were on some kind of job during the day. They were here now, even Marluxia, the art teacher. Xemnas seemed to have called a meeting. I grabbed their glasses off the counter of the bar and made them their usual drinks. I was the bartender for gangsters. And I went on little errands for them, once in a while I spied on someone, but I wasn't like them. I was a nurse when they got hurt, and I bandaged the people they kidnapped if they beat them up. I set their drinks down in front of them and was about to go back to my room when Siax stopped me.

"Sit down Namine." He was scary, so I sat.

"We have noticed how well you work, Namine." Xemnas said. I gulped.

"Yeah, she's been pretty useful." Axel smirked. He was acting; he wanted out of this gang as much as I did, he was my only friend here.

"We think you should become a permanent member. You almost are, but if you left now we wouldn't beat you that bad, we would just want compensation. Like a hundred dollars." Larxene said in her surprisingly girly voice.

"Yes, we need you to do a job for us. We need a new member, one with good fighting skills. He will be our final, thirteenth member. We want someone with sword fighting skill." Siax explained.

"Yeah, who do you want?" I asked, this wasn't the first time they wanted me to lure someone into their trap, and if I said no I could be killed.

"We want a kid by the name of Roxas Nakuma."