Day 3

I opened my eyes to face the morning light that was swiftly creeping through my room from the window.  I sort of stared at the frame of the dull window for a moment, then realizing the reality of my situation.

"Oh shit." I whispered, my eyes growing wide. 

I remembered that I was in a castle, full of idiots in black cloaks... then there was Zexion.  Zexion had recently become my reason to wake up and face the day.  I just wanted a chance to see him; to talk to him.  Putting thoughts of Zexion aside, I swung my legs over the side of my bed and pulled my dark cloak over my head.

Trudging into the round, grey room, I noticed a piece of paper pinned to one of the windows.

The sign read, "NO MISSIONS TODAY-VACATION". 

Awesome, I thought, smiling contently to myself.

I sprinted back to my room happily, wondering what to do with this free day.  Ah!  There were so many things I could do!  For starters, I peeled off my black cloak and put on a t-shirt and a pair of striped shorts.  I then decided to mill about the castle and kind of see what I could see.

As I made my way down the halls, I could hear music coming from one of the doors.  It almost sounded like a guitar, but it was a little off.  I rapped on the door softly, wondering who played and instrument in this castle.

"Come in," a young voice called from the other side.

I opened the door and peered inside to see a boy with a brown mullet playing a big, blue instrument.

"Hi, I'm Xelia!  I just got here three days ago, so I'm sort of new here." I explained cheerfully.

"Oh, that's cool.  I'm Demyx." he replied evenly, looking back down at his guitar-type thing.

"So, what's that instrument that you're playing?" I asked, tucking a lose strand of hair behind my ear.

"Its a sitar, and it also happens to be my weapon of choice." Demyx said with a wink.

"Wow!  I've never heard of a sitar.  So it's bascially like a guitar, right?"

"You could say that."

Demyx gave a little smile as I stared at him awkwardly, trying to think of something to say.  This continued for another minute or so.

"Well, I ought to get going.  I kind of interuppted your whole practice session, didn't I?" I inquired in attempt to make a quick escape.

Demyx chucked. "Not really.  But I'm working this one song..."

"Oh, okay.  I think I should go." I mustered.

"Yeah, alright.  See you around, I guess."

"Uh-huh.  See you." I responded with a wave.

I let out a deep breath as I closed the door to Demyx's room shut.

Ugh.  That was bullshit.  I hate talking to people I hardly know. I thought uncomfortably.

My feet walked back towards my bedroom, not knowing any other direction to steer me in.  The rest of my body registered that numbly and followed after.

Now what am I going to do for the rest of the day? I wondered. Screw this- I'm just going to sleep.

I slid into bed as soon as I reached my room.  I actually was tired, now that I thought about it.  There wasn't anything else to do, anyway.  Eyes shut tight, I drifted into unconiousness and then let it take me under.