Summary- Two schools. One takes all of the talented blitzers, artists, musicians, and straight-A-students. The other school keeps the dejected ones. With a father that's ashamed of you, and your friends gone, what happens when you're the one left behind?
Rated T for various reasons. Drama/Romance.
Disclaimer- None of this is mine to own. All rights go to Square.
Chapter 1
Losers
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Tidus slammed his locker door shut, a loud clanging noise resonating around the room. His teammates stared at him as he placed his wet forehead on the cool metal and banged his fist into the locker beside him. Wakka waited a few seconds before reaching out to his best friend's shoulder, but even then, Tidus instantly shook it off.
"Man, it's alright, ya? This ain't nothin' new. You can't get too upset 'bout it, Ti."
"That's easy for you to say," Tidus choked out, tears burning behind his eyes. "When did you say you were transferring?" Wakka hesitated. "Don't insult me man. You and I both know you're a better blitzer than me. Good enough for Spira to request you." Still, Wakka was silent. "You forget that they took my brother? This isn't the first time I've dealt with disappointment."
With an attempt at calm conviction, Tidus pushed himself away from his locker and walked out, giving Wakka a wide berth and never once looking at the rest of his team.
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"You think I should go cheer Tidus up?" Rikku asked of her cousin, as soon as the door leading to the locker room swung shut, a stiff Tidus striding away from it. Yuna pursed her lips and fiddled a bit with the embouchure of her flute before answering, her distrust and dislike of the boy evident with every word.
"I think you should go get out of that uniform and go home. Let him cool off."
"Yunie!" Rikku pressed her cousin.
"You don't need my permission to do anything Rikku. I just don't like anything about him. I don't trust him to take care of you. I honestly don't know what you see in him," Yuna said, still watching his retreating back slowly being enveloped by the night as he left the light of the stadium.
"But Yunie…" Rikku whined, tugging at the hem of her cheerleader's skirt.
"Look, I'm going to go get out of this disastrous uniform, then go home and go to bed. I'd suggest that you do the same. You can call Tidus anytime tomorrow. He probably won't want to be disturbed tonight, and I think you'll only be in danger if you're the one to disturb him."
"Yuna, he's not like that. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"However many times we lose a blitzball game. Or any game for that matter."
"Ooooh. That's a big number…" Rikku said, a look of awe coming over her face.
"Exactly. That's why you shouldn't go to Tidus tonight. He gets violent when we lose." And Yuna walked away, back towards the band room of their high school, the busses of the opposing team breezing past her as she did so. Their cheers could be heard for a long time.
They had lost 21-0.
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Okay, perhaps not the most exciting chapter I've ever written, but it introduces their situation a little, and the characters' relationships to one another, and that was my main objective. Please, tell me how you think I did.
Thanks for reading,
KT