Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic on this site, so if it's not top notch, forgive me :P I know many people hate high school fanfics, but that's not going to stop me from writing one. I've written three chapters now, spanning over thirty pages P I'll put up the first chapter, and if it gets decent reviews, I'll put up the rest of them later on tonight.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Ocean, or any of the characters.
I know that some of the characters will seem wayyy out of character, but hey, that's the fun part of writing As an example, the Albel with Maria thing. Sorry, Albel x Nel fans. Don't kill me for trying this! Let's just see how it develops…
First and foremost, I'd like to thank Sorceress Myst for writing the other SO3 high school fic, 'Aquios High'. That inspired me :P Rest assured, this one will be a LOT different from hers. It'll portray the somewhat darker side of high school life, like peer pressure, drugs, gangs, fights, guns, and stuff like that. Just a heads up
This particular fanfic includes the cast of Star Ocean: Till The End Of Time starring as the main characters, as well as many, MANY cameo appearances by characters from other games, and references to some of my favourite movies. See if you can spot them. The point of this fanfic? Just a day (or should I say days) in the life of a student at Kirlsa High. And what better place to put a school than the crumbling Kirsla Training Facility? I'll do my best, so enjoy!
The setting: This takes place on Elicoor II, and let's just say that the planet has caught up to the technology level of modern day Earth (2005), to make things easier. There's still swords and axes, and stuff.
And of course, the lovely main cast…
Group A
Fayt Leingod (17): A transfer student from Vedizan Institution, in the Kingdom of Greeton. His parents got fed up with him not getting his work done because of video games, and therefore sent him to Kirsla High, on the other end of the planet. Seems a bit extreme, but then again, once you've genetically modified your kid, you might as well throw in all the works. Enters Kirlsa High as a kind of loner in the middle of the eleventh grade. He takes up residence with Azazer Goldman (shut up! I couldn't think of a decent last name for him) at the south end of Kirlsa.
Sophia Esteed (16): A cheerful young lady who is liked by most students and teachers. Good at getting people out of tight spots, especially when it comes to school. She resides in Peterny with her best friends, Maria and Mirage. You wouldn't believe it, but little Sophia actually ran away from home when she was six years old, and was brought up by the two aforementioned lovely ladies. She has the golden tongue for gossip!
Cliff Fittir (18): The joker of the entire school. He failed grade eleven, and is therefore the oldest of the bunch. He loves lifting weights and getting smashed every weekend; quite the party animal. He is also a rather influential character on others, and often leads many people into awkward, albeit humorous situations. His parents were killed in a car accident when he was just a little boy, which he seems to be taking quite well. It's hard to get him angry, but once he does, you'd better watch out. Since he can't read musical notes, he settles for just playing drums in his thrash metal band, Crimzon. Lives down the street from Mirage in Peterny.
Mirage Koas (17): This girl is living proof that blondes are NOT dumb. Top grade student, but don't mistake her for a nerd. Although she seems quiet in school, she parties as much as the wildest of them outside of it. She's a wailing harmonica player, although that probably has no use in high school as of yet. Lives in Peterny with Maria and Sophia. Really friendly, once you get to know her.
Maria Traydor (17): A very popular young lady at Kirlsa High, and with good reason. Her leadership has propelled her to the student council president position. Her attitude is what makes her so well known, however. On one hand, you have Sophia and Clair, who are too meek to really make an impression. Maria, however, knows what she's doing, and rarely lets her emotions affect her. She's rather good-looking as well, but any guy who tries to make a move on her simply wussies out when she gives that cold stare. Who knows? Maybe she finds guys who flirt unattractive.
Nel Zelpher (17): Voted hottest girl in Kirlsa High. Practically every guy in the school tries to get in her pants. Luckily, our beloved Nel is a track star, and probably has the strength to fend for herself anyway. That is, unless she's missing her daggers. Serious about everything, and never, ever gets stoned or drunk. Well, by never, I mean sometimes. Lives in Aquaria, and runs, yes, RUNS to school every morning.
Albel Nox (17): A quiet, but frightening young man, around teachers, at least. His arrogant character is just a disguise to cover up his inner self at school. Most teachers look at him as the delinquent, but can't be bothered to do anything about it, thinking he'll never chance. In actuality, he is quite wild, as well as sociable out of school. That's not to say he never gets angry, though. He is the talented lead guitarist of Cliff's metal band, Crimzon. His long hair makes headbanging a cinch. His home is in Airyglyph, but he stays with his Uncle Woltar in the mansion in Kirlsa during the school year. And yes, he has both his arms in this one.
Roger S. Huxley (16): A tenth grader who decides to fit in with the older bunch. Hails from Surferio, and moved in with his friends Lezard and Vellion, who, coincidentally, live down the street from Roger's original house. Ooooh, rebel. Anyways, he tries to start up his own band, The Stone Golems, but obviously, things don't work out. Don't let the kid's small build fool you. He can cause quite a ruckus when he wants ;)
Peppita Rossetti (15): A tenth grader. She lives all across the continent of Gaitt, wherever her traveling circus decides to go. She transfers schools VERY often, but always comes back sooner or later. Her cheerful attitude makes her a very likeable character. That's the life of a circus performer. Funnily enough, she's actually going out with Roger S. Huxley.
More to come, of course!
Group BAzazer Goldman (18): A senior attending Kirlsa High. He's not at all friendly, and acts on impulse. Of course, he's one of the major druggies at KH, along with his little gang, led by Demetrio Pendragon. His goal is to get laid before the end of the week by whatever means possible. Unfortunately, he's had this goal for over two years now, and still hasn't succeeded. Has a grudge against Fayt, as soon as the first day is over.
Schweimer Hollinger (19): A twelfth grader at Kirsla High. He's known to be violent, cruel, and very stubborn. He's been trying to get Nel for a good three years now, but luckily, without success. He's known around the school for his guttural voice and comes from a disgustingly rich family.
Demetrio Pendragon (19): Yet another druggie at Kirlsa High. His lust is uncontrollable, and he often goes out with younger girls than him, so that he has a chance of getting them in bed. Him and Cliff go way back… as enemies, that is. Each one continually plays pranks on the other, trying to steal the other's drugs. The score is currently at 101 – 94, with Cliff in the lead.
Belzeber Sphere (18): He's spoiled. He's frisky. He's flaming. He's… Belzeber! Being the son of Sphere, the owner of a large video gaming business, he's naturally loaded with Fol. His Ferrari shows that. Aside from being known for his wealth, he's also known to be on the more feminine side. Actually, he's almost 100 certainly gay.
Berial Williams (18): A tough guy who has been best friends with Belzeber since he entered high school. Star of the wrestling, AND boxing teams at Kirlsa High, Berial is one of the strongest guys in the school. He used to be quite friendly, that is, until he started hanging out with Demetrio and friends. Now, he's a gun-toting badass who'll blast you into bits before listening to what you have to say. One thing does remain from his days of being a good boy, though, and that's his knowledge of Elicoor's history. He is by far the most intelligent of the bunch.
Maverick Vox (19): He's a pretty quiet guy, but don't let that mislead you. He does the most hard drugs out of his group. Known by all as simply 'Vox', this guy is one hell of a sword fighter. That is, when he's not high, and he has his sword. Without it, he couldn't hurt a fly.
More to come, of course!
So, those are the main characters. Quite a long and boring introduction, so here's the story…
Chapter 1: The New GuyA blue-haired teen walked into his new home for the first time. Fayt Leingod sighed in exasperation as he thought about his first day of school in a run-down continent like this. He couldn't believe it, there weren't even transporters. There were trees and grass outside, for crying out loud! Talk about lack of technology… A stern looking boy, about Fayt's age, walked up to him, and scowled.
"So, you're the one who's sharing this house with me for the next year? You'd better keep to yourself…" Azazer Goldman muttered, as he gave Fayt a death stare.
"Sigh… just what I need… this guy doesn't seem like the friendly type," Fayt thought to himself, reaching out his hand towards Azazer. "My name's Fayt Leingod. Nice to meet you."
"Hmph," snorted Azazer, before retreating into his room, leaving Fayt's hand hanging there.
"Sigh… for once, I'd like to have a friend… oh well, I guess I might as well get some rest before tomorrow. I have a feeling things just won't be the same as in Vedizan, with all the computers and video games…" Fayt said aloud to himself. He went up to his new room, and plugged in his stereo, computer, and television. Unfortunately, Fayt's Sony PlayStation 6 was still in his home city of Vedizan, with his parents. Without further thoughts, Fayt put some gino beats on the stereo, and fell asleep. He woke up next morning, dragged himself out of bed, and walked to school…
May I have your attention please, students. This is your principal Luther speaking. I have recently been made aware of the painting and scraping of swear words on the back walls of our school. Any more cases of vandalism on our school walls will result in a 3-month suspension. That's right, 3 MONTHS. Muahahahahah! DELETION! DELETION! DELETI…
As Principal Luther made his usual surreal morning announcements, students walked by, not paying any attention whatsoever. They were used to this sort of thing, and most of them suspected that Luther was just rambling on because he was easily amused by things such as this. In the cafeteria, a blonde boy had everyone rolling in their seats from some sort of story about how he spent his weekend.
"So I says to him, I says, 'DEMETRIO, THE COPS ARE COMIN! GIMME THE WEED AND RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!' And the bloody fool chucks me the good stuff without a second thought, gets in his car, and drives off a cliff, with the cops in hot pursuit! An' the best part was that I earned myself a nice stash of weed from the whole situation…" a teary-eyed Cliff was saying. "Score 102 - 94!"
The laughing students watched as an unusually hyper Albel Nox did a rare re-enactment of Demetrio's panic attack on Saturday night, and everyone doubled up with laughter again.
As Fayt walked into Kirlsa High for the first time in his life, he stared at the crumbling stone walls, and sighed. What kind of a backwards school was this? Stone walls? Where the hell was the titanium alloy walls that were so abundant in Greeton? He noticed an eruption of laughter coming from the cafeteria. "Seems like a good place to make some friends…" he thought to himself. As he walked in, everyone automatically silenced up and looked at him. Well, there was nothing left to do but introduce himself. "Uhh, hey there everyone, my name's Fayt Leingod, and…"
"And you're an alcholic" finished the blonde boy, Cliff, resulting in another hearty torrent of laughter from the whole cafeteria.
Fayt felt his face go red, and scratched the back of his head. He walked out of the cafeteria, with everyone still laughing, and shortly afterwards, ran into a REALLY good-looking girl with red hair. She was sweating, which made her look all that much hotter. "Oh man, I am so sorry for ru… wha?" Fayt stopped mid sentence, as the girl in front of him began to take off her shirt, revealing her… bra.
"Can I help you?" she asked Fayt, who was staring at chest with his mouth half-open.
"Uh, I, uh… what I meant was, yeah, um…" Fayt never really talked to girls in Greeton, but he had seen enough to know that this one was, without a doubt, the hottest one he had ever seen in his entire life.
"Dammit! Don't choke up now, try talk to her!"Fayt's mind was spinning. Here he was, in front of a hot girl, half naked, and he wasn't doing anything about it. What. The. Fuck? "Uh, listen, I'm new here, and I was wondering, if you would like to have se- I mean, if you would like to show me around?"
"Man, that was close. She must have heard that first bit. Better run for it…"However, as Fayt turned around to try and sprint away, Nel Zelpher grabbed him by the shoulder. She now had a T-shirt on, presumably taken from her backpack.
"SHIT!""Of course I'll show you around. Always glad to help out the underdog." Nel said, with the air of an army general.
"Underdog?" Fayt thought, perplexed. "Ah, whatever."
"Great! Well, uh, my name is Fayt Leingod, and I just transferred from Vedizan Institution, up in Greeton…"
"Are you serious!" Nel asked, completely abandoning her serious tone of voice. "Greeton? I've ALWAYS wanted to go there! Did you know that us Gaittians aren't even allowed in there? Like, what the hell! Come on, tell me about it!" She absent-mindedly grabbed Fayt by the arm, and looked at him expectantly.
However, "Score" was the only thing that went through Fayt's head. "I guess this year is gonna be pretty cool after all."
"Heh, alright…" said Fayt, as they began walking the halls.
It turned out that both Fayt and Nel had the same homeroom. "At least I won't be alone," thought Fayt. They walked up to their Chemistry classroom, talking as if they had been friends ever since they were born. He couldn't believe how easy it was to talk to her! Finally, Fayt knew what it was like to have a nice chat with a friend. Nel took her usual seat, while Fayt plopped down next to her.
"You. Get out of that seat," a low and guttural voice said. Fayt turned around, only to come face-to-face with a tall boy with spiked black hair who looked very unshaven.
"Schweimer, go to hell. I've told you that I won't go out with you, so won't you please leave me alone?" Nel pleaded.
Schweimer's face flushed with anger. "Nel! You'd take this blue-haired freak ov…"
"She'd take anyone over someone whose voice resembles a clogged toilet," Cliff loudly said across the room. This time, even Fayt laughed. Schweimer took one evil look at the whole class, and left the room, most likely to plot some more violent acts against little children like Roger.
So, it looked as if things were going alright for Fayt. During Professor Adray's lecture on hydrocarbons, Cliff, Albel, and a brown-haired girl named Sophia had moved next to Fayt and Nel. Instantly, however surprised Fayt was, he became friends with all three of them, although getting Albel to talk was harder than it should have been. And to think, they had laughed him out of the cafeteria earlier that morning! Fayt was sure that this year would be an awesome one.
Professor Adray began to show signs that he knew the five were socializing. Albel glared at him, and he stopped mid-sentence. Sophia solved the rest of the problem by asking him what the formula was for propane. Adray, having no knowledge of Chemistry whatsoever, and having only gotten the job thanks to pure accident, was instantly silenced. Luckily for him, the bell went, and the rest, as they say, was history.
Fayt was rather pleased with himself, having met two more friends in the first half of his first day at Kirlsa High. In his Computer Science class, he had tied with a nice-looking Mirage Koas for the most knowledgeable student about technology. This in itself must have been some feat, because the whole class automatically got down on their knees and started praying to Fayt. "Heh, little do they know that I come from Greeton. Keep praying, you silly bastards, keep praying."
In his Symbological Genetics class, he met Maria Traydor, who was just as interested in S.G. as Fayt was. Instead of listening to lectures, they spent the whole class practicing symbological genetical modifications on a small Porcupine they found in the corner of the class. How the teacher managed to let this slip past him, no one knew. But then again, when your teacher is Professor Gossam, you can pretty much get away with anything. He would much rather spend all class flirting with his female students. Unfortunately for him, no one ever paid attention. At the end of class, Fayt persuaded Maria to change the normal school week to a four-day week. After all, Maria was student council president.
So, it was lunch time now. Nel had gone for a run, so that she wouldn't waste a good hour of the day. Sophia was taking the rest of the day off to obtain her driver's license, something she had wanted to do ever since she turned 16. Maria had a student council meeting (hopefully one in which she would be able to enforce the 4-day week). So that basically just left Mirage, Cliff, Albel, and Fayt.
Albel was sharpening a small dagger, while Mirage was playfully punching Cliff on the shoulder. Cliff was already treating Fayt like one of his best friends, for whatever reason, Fayt had no idea. They were planning to fool around with Lenneth Valkyrie, a moody tenth grader. She was sitting with Freya, Peppita and Roger.
"Alright, Fayt, buddy, let me tell you something. Lenneth here thinks that she's an actual goddess. Is that ridiculous or what? She's really just a midget with funny looking ears, when you look at her. However, we know one thing. If there's anything that Lenneth can't stand, it's having her lunch thrown in her face."
"But Cliff, I don't think anyone can stand that…" Fayt replied.
"Well, yeah. Uh, just get on with it. This is your test, to see if you'll fit in well with us."
So Fayt walked up to Lenneth, grabbed her poutine, and smirked. He looked over his shoulder, and saw Cliff, Mirage, and Albel gesturing frantically to throw it at her. When he looked back, Lenneth had stood up. This didn't make her much taller than when she was sitting down, but nevertheless, it was noticeable.
"You don't want to be doing that," said Lenneth sweetly, although with a hint of malice in her voice.
"Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it, huh? Huh?" asked Fayt, starting to dance around and taunt her. "Oooh, look at me! I'm a goddess! I shall smite you! Behold my godlike powers! Look at me dance! I'm just a midg…"
"NIBELUNG VALESTI!" yelled Lenneth. An explosion encompassed half the cafeteria, sending Fayt sailing back to his friends.
"Heh, well, I guess we were wrong about her not being a goddess, then," said Cliff, bemused, and with his hair swept back from the impact of the explosion. Albel was impressed that Fayt was still laughing, even though he was on the ground and his clothes were all tattered.
"You're one of us now, fool. Don't screw it up."
For once in Fayt's life, he felt overjoyed. He had friends. "Thanks, guys," he said, almost with tears of joy in his eyes. "You've made my life worth living!" (awww)
The day went on, with Sophia bringing good news of her passing her E2 (Elicoorian style driving test ). So it was planned that she'd drive them all some place after school. Cliff and Albel wanted to go see the Nova Blazes, their main musical influence, since they were putting on a show at the Aquatic Gardens of Surferio. However, the girls hated metal, and Fayt listened to gino beats, so that was a no go. Nel suggested going for a run, which obviously didn't work out. In the end, it was decided that Sophia would drive them all over to Rigel's Bar and Grill in Peterny for dinner. Just so that Fayt could meet more people, Steeg, Marietta, and Lieber were invited too. When Maria found out that Lieber was going to tag along, she quickly said that she had a student council meeting after school, and spent the rest of the afternoon in her room playing World of Warcraft while listening to classical music.
In all of Fayt's life, he had never remembered having so much fun before. Whereas he was a video game nerd back in Greeton, here, he was hanging out with friends on school nights. If only his parents could see him now!
The food at Rigel's was nothing short of amazing. Fayt had a steak straight from the grill, with a side order of fries. Sure, it was a simple meal, but never had such a simple meal tasted so good. Cliff, on the other hand, ordered a sizzling sirloin steak, a bowl of miso soup, two cheeseburgers, a breaded chicken breast, three boxes of potato wedges, and to top it all off, he treated them all to some nice discordant dessert. Since Cliff was now permitted to buy alcohol legally (18 years old in Elicoor II), they did just that. 100 bottles of ice cold beer were delivered right to their table.
"Say, Fayt, you say you come from Greeton?" Steeg asked. "Is it true that there's a ritual where you must place a fern in the middle of a room, run around it seven times naked with a Scale Bunny, light your clothes on fire, bathe in a barrel of Sooties, and videotape the whole process, and then send it to Mirage for scre…"
"Whoa whoa whoa, Steeg, who told you something like that?" Fayt asked, confused.
"Oh, well that would be Mirage."
Fayt looked over at Mirage. She had her feet on the table, and was downing beers like none other. He counted seven bottles on the table, and she had another in her hand. Fayt concluded that Mirage was quite wasted.
"Hey, wanna try some, buddy?" asked Cliff, holding a freshly opened bottle to Fayt. "It'll do you good…"
"Oh, that's okay, Cliff. You know, it's a school night, and I really shouldn't drink…"
"But you're not living with your parents anymore! Come on, have a little…" Cliff pushed on.
"I… oh, alright." Fayt took the bottle and began drinking. It left a bad aftertaste in his mouth, and he guessed it showed in his face. Fayt never had alcohol before.
"Heh, first time is always like that. Don't sweat it." Cliff seemed to be an expert at this. "Now, wait until you try some Whiskey… now there's a man's drink." As he said this, he downed a full forty of straight Vodka in less than 30 seconds. And what's more, he didn't even seem as if he was getting drunk at all!
The time passed quickly. Before Fayt knew it, it was already midnight. He looked around…
Nel was all sweaty again, after her evening run. Fayt couldn't stop looking at her.
Lieber was ripping off branches from a nearby plant, and saying, "She loves me, she loves me not…"
Marietta and Sophia were passed out on each other's shoulders, presumably from the little alcohol they had.
Cliff was arm-wrestling with Steeg and Mirage at the same time. The competition was interrupted when Mirage finally got too drunk to tell her arm from her ass.
Albel was up on stage, jamming with the band at the bar. It was pretty funny, because the band usually played soft rock music, and Albel was up there, headbanging and shredding like a regular guitar virtuoso, making a scene. In the end, however, Rigel was impressed with Albel's crazy guitar playing, and promised them a discount each time they came, as long as Albel performed for her. The band consisted of the vivacious Rikku on bass guitar, the dazzling Yuna on vocals, the chick magnet Gippal on drums, and the very… odd Seymour on keyboards. Fayt recognized Rikku and Yuna; they both attended Kirlsa High. Wakka normally played lead guitar for the band, but he was temporarily occupied with a blazing hot woman with black hair and purple lipstick. So therefore, Albel was temporarily taking his place.
Fayt observed the whole scene, and realized that, these would be the best days of his life. And it was only his first day as a true teenager with friends. This was how life should be lived.
Not even the sight of Mirage passing out next to Cliff and falling into the fountain could change his mind.
Not even the fact that he later had diarrhea from the discordant dessert at the restaurant could change his mind.
Not even seeing Nel and Rikku emerge from one of the rooms in the bar, sweating profusely, could change his mind :D (no dirty thoughts, now…)
And to top it all off, Sophia rammed her car, by accident, of course, right into Azazer's house when they returned to Kirlsa that night. Azazer came out in a lacy nightgown and burst into tears of anger and grief at the sight of his wrecked front lawn, while Cliff and Albel burst into tears of laughter at the sight of this guy in a lacy nightgown. Before Fayt returned to the house, he got all of his newfound friends' e-mail addresses, making a mental note to add them to his MSN list as soon as he got to his room.
"So, how did you like that first day? Action-packed enough for you?" asked Cliff.
Fayt simply smiled at him and nodded vigorously and Nel suddenly fell asleep on his shoulder. He looked at her happily, whispered, "Thanks for being my first friend," gave her a small kiss on the cheek, and approached the house, with Azazer mumbling mixed cuss words at him as he passed. Looking back for one last time before his first day ended, Fayt burst out laughing.
Cliff was counting the amount of alcohol everyone had. "Fayt had three beers, Sophia and Marietta each had two, Lieber had five, Steeg had twelve, Mirage had eight, Nel had a six, and Albel had twenty," he said, counting the people off with his fingers. "That means I had… forty-two beers! Holy shit!" Cliff could never have calculated that if he was sober. And with that, Cliff started breakdancing on the street, only stopping when Mirage stumbled by and held onto him for support.
Albel was slicing the grass on Azazer's front lawn with his katana, while laughing hysterically. He claimed that he was mowing the lawn. Twenty beers was a new record for Albel!
"See you fomorrow, Tayt!" yelled Mirage loudly, who looked as if she was having the time of her life clinging onto Cliff's left arm. She'd be pretty hungover tomorrow morning, Fayt thought to himself. "Okay, Ameena. Drive on home!" she shouted to Sophia.
"Yes ma'am! And my name's not Ameena! It's Dave!" yelled a drunken Sophia.
"Whoa, whoa, you are SO drunk, Ameena. Let moi drive," Steeg commanded, walking into a lamppost instead of the car.
Fayt watched from the front lawn as Steeg weaved the car to the left and right, and hit Azazer's mailbox. "Nice doggie!" he said, laughing like a hyena. If a cop saw them, he'd surely get pulled over. However, it seemed that they would make it home alive, and so Fayt went to bed, not noticing Azazer staring at him with a death glare.
"You'll pay…" he muttered, as Fayt trudged into the house.
So, how's that for a first chapter? I really have no clue if this is what's to be expected, but hey, rate and review. I promise there'll be more character development next chapter! This one was just introducing everyone