Of Smirkly Smirks.

A yawn emitted from the flame-haired boy.

It was English class, Axel, being the easily-bored boy that he is, was scanning through-out the classroom.

Xenell and Riku were busy passing notes to each other; Demyx and Hope sharing awkward glances with each other; Sora sleeping already; Xune cracking corny jokes again in hopes to make Zexion laugh; Roxas shaking his head for Xune.

Oh yes, today was something that happened EVERYDAY. Axel heaved a sigh. Wasn’t there ANYONE in this classroom who had been doing something that he or she hadn’t been doing for…well…ever!?

Scanning his eyes again throughout the classroom his eyes fell on the dark-haired girl to his right, sketching. What was her name again? Oh, right, Larissa. With a smirk on his face he prepared for her to finally look back, all with a face of his saying; ‘Well… hello~’

And by darned luck, the dark haired girl turned her head to the direction of Axel, still in his smirk and after meeting with his smirk, quickly looked back to her paper.

Axel’s smirk turned into a grin.

Oh yeah…

‘Why? Why the heck was he looking at me… smirking that… smirkly…smirk of his.’ Larissa thought, stroking the pencil harder than ever, a tiny tint of pink gracing her tanned cheeks.

Larissa took another glance; the red-haired boy was smirking triumphantly to himself, looking at the board. With a sigh of relief, Larissa’s hand movements seemed to slow down to her usual pace. Still wondering why Axel was looking at her, she didn’t even bother standing up when the bell rang signaling lunch time was here…either that or it was because of the headphones.

“Well, well well~ what do we have here?” Well, Larissa heard that. Looking up from her sketch, she saw that most of the people in the classroom were already out, the only almost there being her and Axel.

Axel blinked his emerald eyes a few times, and reached for the sketch, quickly snatching it from her. A squeak was heard from the girl, “Ah! Hey! Give that back!” she looked slightly embarrassed and as Axel looked at the sheet of paper he gave out a low whistle. “Well hot damn. You’re pretty dang good.” And with that, his smirk gave in again and it turned into a smug grin.

“Although I don’t think you caught my best side~” and with that, Larissa snatched back the picture, “For your information, I think I did just fine thank you very much!”

Axel chuckled and ruffled her hair. “Oh Riss, what exactly are you listening on that iPod hmm~?” Larissa only stuck her tongue out which made Axel’s chuckle become a full blown laugh. “Here,” he said, handing Larissa a portrait shot of himself, “this might help.” And in turn, the younger girl raised a brow, an amused expression on her face. “You carry around pictures of…yourself?”

Axel shrugged, “You never know.” With a smirk, he walked to the door, “Oh, and, good luck with the rest of that sketch. I’m pretty sure it’s gonna be the next obra mestra.”

“Obra maestra!” she corrected him, with an addition of rolling of eyes. “Whatevs~ with a model like that how CAN’T it be a masterpiece?” a giggle escaped from Larissa, and with one last smirk he left the classroom.

Larissa looked back at the so-called masterpiece and cracked a small smile, “You and your smirkly smirk…”