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Umm... okay, so I'm a rookie author here, so please do not flame me if you don't like the story. XP

I appreciate reviews and any suggestions for the story. Also, thanks goes to my best friend Sarah, who stayed up, read, and edited everything for me!

So, here it is! Disclaimer: I wish I owned it but unfortunately, I do not own anything...

First Day??

The clock read 7:00 a.m. but the occupant of the room was not aware of it. Lloyd Irving was too busy dreaming of motorcycles and pork buns to administer mercy to his pained ears by turning off the blaring alarm clock. Only when the gentle breeze shot a whiff of bacon and egg up his nostril did the sleepy seventeen-year-old stir. He rose out of bed like a mummy, his arms outstretched as he moaned exaggeratedly, and groped around for his outfit.

The scent of breakfast had him in a trance as he wiggled into his usual red jacket and black overalls. With his eyes still shut, he tousled his messy brown hair and spiked his bangs up to allow his forehead some space exposure to sunlight. Lloyd cracked open his eyes to survey his appearance. Satisfied with his exterior, he staggered down the stairs of his house, clutching onto the brown railing. He shuffled noisily past his small living room and slipped into the warm kitchen.

The kitchen floor was littered with what appeared to be bits of metal scattered all around. The small debris traced back to the dwarf standing next to the hot open fireplace. He looked up from his work and smiled at the sight of his groggy, adopted, human son.

"Good morning, Lloyd," he said cheerily. A sleepy grunt and a wave was all the drowsy wave was all that his son could suffice. Dirk Irving chuckled at the response and pointed to the small dining table on the other end of the kitchen.

"There it is. Go get it before ya pass out," he smirked. The hungry Lloyd complied without a sound and sat down to destroy his breakfast plate. Dirk returned his attention to the sword he was constructing and the meal went in silence albeit the clanking of metal on metal and the noise of eggs being shoveled into a mouth. It broke as Dirk let out a soft satisfied grunt and set down him tools. He walked over to the table and plopped himself down in the chair across from his hungry son and started on his plate of food.

"Best be hurrying, Lloyd it's already 8:00. I always tell ya: Dwarven Vow #44, the early dwarf gets the ore!" Dirk said gruffly as he poured himself a cup of milk. Lloyd's fork stopped halfway from his mouth as he gave the dwarf a confused glance.

"Be early for what?" he inquired.

"Don't tell me ya clean forgot! Don't ya remember? Today is your first day of school!" Dirk exclaimed with disbelief.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" Lloyd cried out. He made a mad dash for the stairs as Dirk sighed.

"It amazes me how stupid that boy is…,"he said as he looked up the staircase. "I'm going to the bathroom so I'll leave your lunch on the counter," he yelled. Then, Dirk hurriedly ran into the bathroom. Oh Martel… The milk must have been spoiled, he assumed as he slammed the door shut, sealing him and the bomb to come inside the little room.

Lloyd browsed his room in a total frenzy as he dug out a backpack from his closet and threw pencils (along with other essentials) into it. He ran back down the stairs into the empty kitchen and looked for his lunch. There were actually two brown paper bags sitting on the counter. Lloyd stopped for a moment in order to decipher which one was his. The clock on the wall shrieked that he was already late so he grabbed the bag on the right thinking, Dwarven Vow# 23, choose what is "right" and it makes you bright!

"Bye, dad! See you when I get home!" and with that, Lloyd was out the door…

The classroom of 4-A was noisy with chatter. Students ran about the room as paper planes and spitballs whizzed through the air. One particularly large spitball flew towards the door in the front and conveniently landed on the principal's face as the door slid open. The class immediately fell silent and ran back to their seats as they watched their cherubic principal and a stranger walk into the classroom.

"Class… I know it's your first day back and the summer fever may still be with you but might I remind you that you are in school and you are to behave like young women and men. As a class of seniors, I have high expectations from this class," the principal said rather pompously, "Now, unfortunately your regular homeroom teacher has run into some… ah… personal troubles that are to remain private and he will be absent from the school for quite a while." The class let out a mighty roar of happiness; for the absence of their terrible homeroom teacher would make their senior year rather enjoyable.

"SILENCE!" the principal cried out with a mix of fury and desperation, "I will not tolerate bad behavior!" He waited for the students to focus their attention on him before speaking. "Good. Now I would like to introduce you to your new homeroom teacher, Professor Aurion. We should be grateful as he agreed to fill the post on such short notice. Show him all respect and do not disgrace the name of this school," he chided with a huff. "Professor, anything you would like to say?"

The tall stranger walked forward and surveyed the room with his brown eyes locked in a cool gaze. He stood there, quite scary and intimidating, in his purple cloak and his messy auburn hair that stuck up in different direction. His bangs covered his left eye. The man crossed his arm in a rather confident manner and addressed the class, "Good morning, students. As you have heard, I will be substituting for your teacher. Please do not give me a hard time, as I will administer corporal punishment upon you. I promise you that none of you will survive my judgment… Now will the student trying to sneak in from the back please state his name?"

The entire class turned to the back of their classroom in one fluid motion to stare at the culprit. Lloyd stood near the door blushing as he stared up at the face of the substitute. Oddly, he seemed very familiar…but he couldn't seem to figure out why…

"Your name?" the man asked again. Lloyd snapped out of his daze and mustered up a scowl.

"Who are you to ask for my name?" he retorted.

"Lloyd Irving! You will not show disrespect to the new substitute! I will see you in my office afterschool, young man," the principal rebuked but Professor Aurion hardly took notice of it.

"Your name is Lloyd?" he asked quietly, almost disbelievingly. His face showed the slightest sign of surprise and then melted back into the cool expressionless face he had a moment before as Lloyd took a seat in the back of the room. He seemed to be oblivious to the interrogations of the new teacher. The class turned back to the front of the room in order to all Lloyd to save the bit of dignity he had left. The remainder of the class flew by uneventfully as they covered roll call and schedules. Lloyd slept through all of it uninterrupted. His unconscious mind wandered to the new teacher and his mother… Did they have something in common?

Lloyd had slept through all of his morning classes. It was a miracle that the teachers did not notice his unconscious state. However, his morning nap was over before the lunch bell rang. After all, his main thoughts were always connected to his stomach. Lloyd had sauntered out of the classroom in order to eat his lunch in the cafeteria, away from the zoo of a classroom he was assigned to. The spicy scent of curry beckoned him closer to the doors of the mess hall as he shuffled lazily down the hall. Eh…Maybe I could just buy food instead of eating what dad packed me…, Lloyd thought to himself, Mmmmm...Cuuurrry…I can't wait t-...

His thoughts were cut short as he was tackled to the ground. His body braced for the impact and wrapped its arms around instinctively around whatever had just rammed him. The pain surged down his spine as he groaned in pain. It didn't help that the floor was as cold as ice.

"Oh Martel! I'm so sorry, Lloyd…," a soft, worried voice cried out, "Did I hurt you?" Lloyd opened his eyes and his brown eyes met warm sky-blue eyes. Colette Brunel was draped over his body, her head floating above his chest as she stared into his face with a concerned look. Her blonde hair framed her fair-skinned face as her long blonde hair flowed down her back. Lloyd felt his face go red from the proximity between him and Colette and also due to the fact that every pair of eyes in this hallway was now glued to the two of them.

"Umm…. Colette… Do you mind… uh…," he mumbled, still blushing furiously.

"What is it Lloyd," Colette asked with a coy smile. Then she looked down and realized what she was sprawled across and muttered an embarrassed, "Oh…." She hurriedly lifted herself up from the ground and offered a hand to Lloyd. He took it and she pulled as she stammered, "Oh… I'm so sorry! I didn't… Well… I didn't realize I was on top of you like that… I…Sorry!"

Lloyd cleared his throat and waved a hand to dismiss her rain of apologies. It was just like Colette to be a klutz. He let a small smile slide onto his face, as he said, "No problem Colette. I was just going to go to the cafeteria to look for you and Genis, but I guess it's good you ran into me. By the way, why were you running?"

"Well… I had to go and see the Principal about my campaign for Sylvarant High's new student body president," Colette stated happily, " I have to go right now so please save me a seat!"

"Should I go with you?"

"No, no. I'm okay! Genis is probably waiting for you! Go, I'll be fine!"

Lloyd gave Colette one last look before nodding. Then he said, "Alright, you be careful now. And don't take too long, they're serving curry." Colette giggled and ran off in the opposite direction as Lloyd watched her retreating form. He turned and headed for the cafeteria.

Once there, Lloyd immediately spotted his best friend Genis, the half elf, sitting at their usual table. Although his short white-haired friend was only twelve, he was in the same grade and class as Colette due to his incredible intelligence. It wasn't that unexpected though, however. His sister (and homeroom teacher), Raine Sage, was also a prodigy and had become a teacher at the age of 16. As soon as Genis saw his friend walking towards the table, he got up in order to get on line.

"Lloyd, watch the table," he said bluntly and left to order. Lloyd nodded and sat down. He looked about the lunchroom and smiled. The noises of excited chatter, summer stories being swapped and students fooling around with one another we let off a really satisfying feeling after a summer of doing nothing but sleeping. He opened up his brown paper bag lunch, hoping that the sandwich inside had been maimed during the mauling by Colette moments before. To his surprise, they were pills! Dad's pills! He needs these now! Lloyd thought desperately. His father had a bad case of DAGS or Dwarf Above Ground Syndrome in which a dwarf becomes so nostalgic that he will pound anything that moves or speaks with a pickax. It was somewhat like Dwarven PMS for it comes once a month and today was that time for Dirk. That's why he had designed these pills in order to stop him from disfiguring the next living thing that crossed his path. Lloyd panicked at the thought of Dirk attacking one of the construction workers at the construction site he worked at as a part time job.

There was only one thing to do… And that was to leave school to give Dirk the pills. Lloyd ran out the room reluctantly, the scent of curry still taunting him, and flew through the school.

So yeah... There's the first Chapter.

I'm sorry if there were any OCC moments but I'm trying to incorporate the original game storyline with my own storyline.

Also, I'll take any pairing suggestions. The second chapter is on its way very soon so please check up frequently!!