Hey Guys! Roxiri here with a story seeing as she killed the old ones she had up and threw the bodies away~ ….Anyway! I haven't actually SEEN Scott Pilgrim and I'm also making this a LOT different then the actual movie. I don't own Kingdom Hearts, Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, or ANY of their characters, plots, etc. All material goes to their rightful owners! Now, onward to the story!
Have you ever had something absolutely amazing happen to you? Before this night, I would have to say the best thing was that my parents hadn't tried to kill me yet. Which actually was pretty amazing, coupled with the fact that I had people that put up with me. I was a brutally honest person. You get a bad haircut? I tell you that yes, that haircut makes you look like a dog that got mauled by a lawn mower. Moving away from my honesty, let's keep talking about the actual point to this rant.
My friend Larxene was throwing a party that night and had invited the entire world it seemed. Every room was full and you didn't even have to open the door to most rooms upstairs to know what was happening. Larx's parents were out of town, of course, and someone had brought enough booze to make it look like we were hosting the whole world. Then again, I couldn't see any of the world's adults trying to arrest one of my best friends for hosting such a party. Her house was far from anyone else's, being deep in the woods on the outskirts of the small town we lived in. Music busted from the speakers everywhere and people had to scream over it.
Personally, I wasn't that excited to be at the awesome party. Larx had gone off with her boyfriend (whatever his name was this week) and left poor little me all alone here. I did know most of these people. I just didn't like them. Simple as that. And so I was wandering through the partygoers, looking for either a way outside to smoke or, at the least, a quiet place for a second. My brain was killing me from the noise for some reason.
And that's when I spotted him, leaning against the wall. What caught my attention were the colors in his hair. Sure, my hair is absolutely strange. Bright red (like the crayon) that was pulled into long spikes wasn't exactly how you saw your Grandma's hair. Or really anyone else's hair. But his hair was golden with bright blue streaks in it. Said hair was also windswept, looking like he used more gel then me. Waaayyy more. Not that I was complaining. It was actually pretty cute.
The second thing that caught me was his eyes, watching the party go by. They were a blue hue that reminded me of the time I had gone to the beach with Reno, Larx, and Demyx. They had dark eyeliner smudged around them as well, only proving to make them bigger and bluer. My eyes were the kind that freaked people out, being a bright green. Another reason I looked kind of strange was the tattoos under my eyes. Upside down teardrops in purple that had hurt like hell to get but had been so worth it. The kid (my nickname for him) also had a cute little lip ring, matching the blue streaks in his styled hair.
I decided hey, what the hell? and started my way over to him. Harder then done, having to go around and through all the drunken and grinding dancers. I was tall but some of these guys were like freaking giants. Hey, do you even need any more steroids there buddy? Yeah, everyone knows you're on them. The couch just needs you to kick the other school's asses too much to actually get you in trouble for the little steroids.
When I finally made it to the kid, I realized that I was more then a head taller then him. How old was this kid and why was he drinking from a red plastic cup that, in fact, held beer? He looked freaking fifteen or something. I didn't comment on the shortness or the fact that he didn't look like he belonged at a senior's party. Instead I leaned against the wall with my arm, facing the guy.
How bad could it be to actually socialize at a party? Later (of course because I don't have one of those feelings when you know something bad is going to happen) I would realize that this was the moment that started everything.
Sorry for the shortness! This is actually Chapter Zero instead of the actual first one~
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