Disclaimer: I do NOT own any FF8 characters! I'm just writing a story.
Author's Note: This is also my first fic so, no FLAMING! Please. ^_^ Read and Review!
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Character Descriptions:
Zell-The loud mouth prankster type who is obsessed with monkeys. More of the fighter and helper and not into being the lover. He is fun loving and hilarious. Acts like an 8 year old at a zoo. A total blonde, but hey, he still gets his point across. 17 years old.
Seifer-The cocky, stuck up, conceited, typical rich boy. Seifer is the snobbiest of them all and refuses to do anything gritty. Too full of himself and refuses to let a Squall have anything better than himself. 18 years old.
Irvine- The cowboy flirt who is a big smart mouth and thinks out loud a lot. Romantic when he wants to be. Big suck-up to girls to get what he wants. Definitely a dork in the best possible way and is funny. 18 years old.
Squall- Silent, sexy, smart-ass. Shows hardly any emotion and his favorite word is 'whatever'. Hates being the kid of one of the richest families in America. Stubborn at times and hates Seifer. Rude to pretty much everyone. Infatuated with Rinoa but doesn't show it cause he teases her and makes fun of her. 18 years old.
Selphie- Hilarious, pretty, crazy, caring, helpful, nice, protective of Rinoa and Quistis, strong, and a daredevil. Argues with Irvine a lot and gets revenge on him. Just as big a dork as Zell but much more 'there'. Looks rich by all her shoes and expensive stuff but her personality makes her seem like she's just a normal 17 year old.
Rinoa- Pretty, pouty, spunky, funny, clever, keeps herself looking good but keeps it all low key. Disagrees with Squall a lot because he constantly makes fun of her. Their relationship is sort of love/hate. Rich and it shows in clothes and accessories. Also in her personality. She acts snobby towards Squall and is sweet to everyone else, especially Quistis and Selphie. 17 years old
Quistis- Smart, cool, calm and collected. Later changes to be out-going, loud, funny, jokey, wild, and is the only one who can get Seifer to do what she wants. Rich and has expensive things but not much. She's not into the whole rich and spoiled thing. 18 years old.
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~~Fights, Intros, and Boarding the Plane~~
"You're going to go to Paris whether you like it or not!" Mr. Leonhart screamed across the beautifully decorated living room.
"Calm down Luke. Squall, honey, don't you want to try something new?" Squall's mother asked. "Don't you want some more excitement?"
"No, not really." Squall answered nonchalantly yet annoyed. "It's all the same. School is school."
"Well you're lucky! Most teenagers would love to go to Paris!" Luke told him.
"I'm not most teenagers dammit! I don't give a shit what you say! I am not going to Paris to be with a bunch of rich bitchy snobs!" Squall retorted.
"Squall..." Serena said sitting down and rubbing her temples, "Please just listen to your father."
"Whatever." Squall replied in a mumble. He walked off and began packing his bags cursing at his father every time he put a piece of clothing in his bag.
Squall sighed as he boarded the plane. He was remembering the argument he had had with his father that morning. He hated his father with a passion sometimes.
Squall Leonheart was the son of the richest man in America and he hated it. He was always expected to follow his father's footsteps, even if he didn't want to. His mother was the only reason he still lived there. He knew that if he left the house out of anger, his mother would argue with his father and they would get a divorce.
His father, devilishly handsome, could get any woman he wanted. The reason he didn't was because he loved Serena very much and of course, wasn't the cheating type.
Taking his seat on the plane, Squall looked out the window. Five other people his age were standing outside waiting to board the plane. They were all going to the same school he was and he had to sit with them for over 10 hours in a small plane.
'This is gonna be long.' He thought to himself.
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A girl with short brown hair was jumping up and down, waiting next to board the plane. The girl's parents had set her up to be a foreign exchange student in Paris, her favorite place to visit. She had been there many times during summer vacations. She loved it and could never get enough of it.
She was hoping to meet some dreadfully cute guys there since she'd seen them plenty of times before and hooked up with a few of them as well. Mostly, she just wanted to raid all of their shoe stores. She loved shoes. It was her thing. Breathing in deeply, she boarded the plane only to see a frustrated looking guy who was actually, very hot.
"Hey! I'm Selphie Tilmitt! Are you going to Paris too?" She asked him, trying to make conversation. When Squall didn't answer, she started to pester him. "HELLOOOOOOOOO!! Answer me!"
"….."
"Fine! Be that way! Buttplugg!" She said in a puffy voice. Selphie walked over to the other side of the plane. She sat next to the window and immediately took her Walkman out.
Squall looked over at her and mumbled, "Oh Hyne. This is going to be a very long trip."
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Waiting impatiently, a tall blonde girl was waiting for the people at the airport to load her luggage so she could board the plane. She thought it was pathetic that they took over 20 minutes and only had two people boarded so far.
"Can you hurry it up?" She asked the woman taking leading them up the stairs.
"Sorry Miss.."
"Trepe. Quistis Trepe." Quistis replied.
"Oh, we're sorry Miss Trepe but all of your parents told us to check the plane for problems to make sure you arrived in Paris safely." The woman said in an almost sickeningly sweet tone.
"Ugh, whatever." Quistis groaned.
Quistis was freezing. She couldn't wait to get on the plane. It was annoying how they made people wait. Like she knew it was going to be 40 degrees outside at 9:00 in the morning! Usually its warm!
Quistis donned herself in a blue jean skirt just above the knee with boots coming to meet it. Her top was a deep forest green satin with lace sleeves. There was some lace crossing in the front taking over the satin. She wanted to look pretty, yet be comfortable, not cold.
Finally, after five more minutes, the woman allowed her to get on the plane. She hoisted her book bag and purse on her right shoulder and walked up the steps. In the plane, she found Selphie singing along with her music no one else could hear, and Squall leaning on the window looking pissed off.
Selphie noticed the girl and ripped her headphones off. "Hey! I'm going to Paris too! My name is Selphie!"
"I'm Quistis. Nice to meet you Selphie. Damn its cold out there. Oh, do you mind if I sit with you?" Quistis received a warm smile from Selphie as an answer. She sat down and the girls immediately began talking about how fun it was going to be in Paris.
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Looking out the window trying to block out the giggles and chatting from the girls across from him, Squall checked to see who else needed to get on the plane. One person caught his eye immediately.
"Seifer." He growled. Seifer Almasy, the cockiest, most conceited rich boy Squall had met. He hated Seifer more than he hated his father. Squall touched the scar across his face. That was the most intense spar he had ever had with Seifer. Oh, how he despised Seifer.
Much to his displeasure, Seifer was boarding the plane next. Seifer walked along the rows until he saw Squall. The two boys glared at each other for what seemed like eternity until…
"Ahem."
The rivals turned and saw Quistis and Selphie staring at them waiting for an explanation as to why they were glaring. Seifer turned away and continued to the back of the plane and took a seat.
Following him with curious and interested eyes, Quistis was pulled out of her thoughts by Selphie loading her with questions as to why she thinks the 2 boys around them were glaring.
'Hyne, he's hot.' Quistis thought before turning to Selphie.
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Winking at the girl allowing the passengers to get on the plane was a handsome boy with a sexy cowboy hat on.
"How ya doin', ma'am?" The boy asked the woman.
Blushing, the girl answered with, "I'm pretty good, Sir. Would you like to request anything before departing?"
"Well, since you ask, how about I get you with me in about oh say 10 minutes?"
Blushing even more, the girl turned away to stifle a giggle.
"Oh, per lease!!" Someone behind the sexy cowboy snorted.
Turning, the cowboy asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"Dude, that is the crappiest line ever! Where'd you learn to get girls, your damn grandpa!" The strange boy said.
"What's your name?"
"I'm Zell Dincht."
"…"
"Guessing by your silence, you have no idea who I am. Never mind it. What's your name?" Zell asked.
"Irvine Kinneas" The cowboy replied.
"Hm, well Irvine, you suck with pick-up lines. Now can you hurry your ass up and forget this girl so we can get on the damn plane? I'm freezing my ass of here!"
Before turning to the now confused girl, Irvine looked at Zell's outfit. He was wearing long shorts and some kind of funky jacket. Finally snapping out of her daze, the girl allowed him and Zell to board.
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"I don't want to go to Paris! I want to stay here and graduate with my friends here! Why don't you get it? I refuse to go and do what you want me to do!" A girl with layered brown hair shouted at her father.
"Rinoa Christine Caraway!" General Caraway roared." You will do as I tell you and you are going to like it! End of discussion!"
"No! Not end of discussion! I will not go! And my name is not Caraway! It is Heartilly!" The girl called Rinoa retorted.
Rinoa knew she had gone too far but she had to do what she had to do, even if it meant bringing back the memories of her mother's death. Her father was silent for a minute. He hated when she used her mother's maiden name.
Taking a deep breath, "Rinoa, do not use that name. And do not argue with me about where you are going to go for your last year of high school. It has already been decided. Pack your bags because you need to be at the airport within an hour.
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Running at full speed, Rinoa was trying to make it on board the private plane to Paris before it left her there. Almost dropping all of her luggage and just giving up, she rounded the corner and burst through the door. She began to call to the stewardess to tell her to wait.
Turning, the stewardess saw her and waited patently. Apologizing for being late, Rinoa left her luggage for the crew to store and walked on board the plane with her backpack up on her shoulders.
Squall had noticed the girl running and immediately thought she was beautiful. Late and materialistic because of all her bags, but beautiful all the same. His eyes followed her until she boarded the plane. Her blue jeans and black halter top fit her body perfectly, accenting every curve. The blue duster she wore only made her look better. Blue was definitely her color. He noticed her face was rosy from being so cold and tired.
Walking down the rows, Rinoa found a seat next to Zell and diagonal from Selphie and Quistis. Zell was sitting next to the window mumbling something about cowboys and didn't notice Rinoa was next to him until after the plane had started. Rinoa sat there after introducing herself and knew this was going to be a horrible year. She couldn't believe her father.
After ten minutes of flying, Quistis and Selphie turned back to her and they began to chat which helped Rinoa take things off her mind. Squall would occasionally look back at the beautiful girl who had almost missed her plane.
'Rinoa. Hm. At least there's one good thing about this trip.' He thought to himself before chuckling.
Irvine gave him a weird look and when Squall noticed it, he turned away mumbling 'Whatever'.
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*Ok people! This is my first fic! I know, this chapter was dull. _ Kinda tired! Late night writing! Not good!
Anywho, Not sure how many chapters this story will be. Hopefully at least 20 or more. The more reviews I get, the faster I will update! Honestly, if I suck, don't say that. Just give me pointers! I'm open to opinions! ^_^
All right, that's it for now! I'm outta here! Ja Ne!
xo:Sunshine:xo
Author's Note: This is also my first fic so, no FLAMING! Please. ^_^ Read and Review!
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Character Descriptions:
Zell-The loud mouth prankster type who is obsessed with monkeys. More of the fighter and helper and not into being the lover. He is fun loving and hilarious. Acts like an 8 year old at a zoo. A total blonde, but hey, he still gets his point across. 17 years old.
Seifer-The cocky, stuck up, conceited, typical rich boy. Seifer is the snobbiest of them all and refuses to do anything gritty. Too full of himself and refuses to let a Squall have anything better than himself. 18 years old.
Irvine- The cowboy flirt who is a big smart mouth and thinks out loud a lot. Romantic when he wants to be. Big suck-up to girls to get what he wants. Definitely a dork in the best possible way and is funny. 18 years old.
Squall- Silent, sexy, smart-ass. Shows hardly any emotion and his favorite word is 'whatever'. Hates being the kid of one of the richest families in America. Stubborn at times and hates Seifer. Rude to pretty much everyone. Infatuated with Rinoa but doesn't show it cause he teases her and makes fun of her. 18 years old.
Selphie- Hilarious, pretty, crazy, caring, helpful, nice, protective of Rinoa and Quistis, strong, and a daredevil. Argues with Irvine a lot and gets revenge on him. Just as big a dork as Zell but much more 'there'. Looks rich by all her shoes and expensive stuff but her personality makes her seem like she's just a normal 17 year old.
Rinoa- Pretty, pouty, spunky, funny, clever, keeps herself looking good but keeps it all low key. Disagrees with Squall a lot because he constantly makes fun of her. Their relationship is sort of love/hate. Rich and it shows in clothes and accessories. Also in her personality. She acts snobby towards Squall and is sweet to everyone else, especially Quistis and Selphie. 17 years old
Quistis- Smart, cool, calm and collected. Later changes to be out-going, loud, funny, jokey, wild, and is the only one who can get Seifer to do what she wants. Rich and has expensive things but not much. She's not into the whole rich and spoiled thing. 18 years old.
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~~Fights, Intros, and Boarding the Plane~~
"You're going to go to Paris whether you like it or not!" Mr. Leonhart screamed across the beautifully decorated living room.
"Calm down Luke. Squall, honey, don't you want to try something new?" Squall's mother asked. "Don't you want some more excitement?"
"No, not really." Squall answered nonchalantly yet annoyed. "It's all the same. School is school."
"Well you're lucky! Most teenagers would love to go to Paris!" Luke told him.
"I'm not most teenagers dammit! I don't give a shit what you say! I am not going to Paris to be with a bunch of rich bitchy snobs!" Squall retorted.
"Squall..." Serena said sitting down and rubbing her temples, "Please just listen to your father."
"Whatever." Squall replied in a mumble. He walked off and began packing his bags cursing at his father every time he put a piece of clothing in his bag.
Squall sighed as he boarded the plane. He was remembering the argument he had had with his father that morning. He hated his father with a passion sometimes.
Squall Leonheart was the son of the richest man in America and he hated it. He was always expected to follow his father's footsteps, even if he didn't want to. His mother was the only reason he still lived there. He knew that if he left the house out of anger, his mother would argue with his father and they would get a divorce.
His father, devilishly handsome, could get any woman he wanted. The reason he didn't was because he loved Serena very much and of course, wasn't the cheating type.
Taking his seat on the plane, Squall looked out the window. Five other people his age were standing outside waiting to board the plane. They were all going to the same school he was and he had to sit with them for over 10 hours in a small plane.
'This is gonna be long.' He thought to himself.
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A girl with short brown hair was jumping up and down, waiting next to board the plane. The girl's parents had set her up to be a foreign exchange student in Paris, her favorite place to visit. She had been there many times during summer vacations. She loved it and could never get enough of it.
She was hoping to meet some dreadfully cute guys there since she'd seen them plenty of times before and hooked up with a few of them as well. Mostly, she just wanted to raid all of their shoe stores. She loved shoes. It was her thing. Breathing in deeply, she boarded the plane only to see a frustrated looking guy who was actually, very hot.
"Hey! I'm Selphie Tilmitt! Are you going to Paris too?" She asked him, trying to make conversation. When Squall didn't answer, she started to pester him. "HELLOOOOOOOOO!! Answer me!"
"….."
"Fine! Be that way! Buttplugg!" She said in a puffy voice. Selphie walked over to the other side of the plane. She sat next to the window and immediately took her Walkman out.
Squall looked over at her and mumbled, "Oh Hyne. This is going to be a very long trip."
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Waiting impatiently, a tall blonde girl was waiting for the people at the airport to load her luggage so she could board the plane. She thought it was pathetic that they took over 20 minutes and only had two people boarded so far.
"Can you hurry it up?" She asked the woman taking leading them up the stairs.
"Sorry Miss.."
"Trepe. Quistis Trepe." Quistis replied.
"Oh, we're sorry Miss Trepe but all of your parents told us to check the plane for problems to make sure you arrived in Paris safely." The woman said in an almost sickeningly sweet tone.
"Ugh, whatever." Quistis groaned.
Quistis was freezing. She couldn't wait to get on the plane. It was annoying how they made people wait. Like she knew it was going to be 40 degrees outside at 9:00 in the morning! Usually its warm!
Quistis donned herself in a blue jean skirt just above the knee with boots coming to meet it. Her top was a deep forest green satin with lace sleeves. There was some lace crossing in the front taking over the satin. She wanted to look pretty, yet be comfortable, not cold.
Finally, after five more minutes, the woman allowed her to get on the plane. She hoisted her book bag and purse on her right shoulder and walked up the steps. In the plane, she found Selphie singing along with her music no one else could hear, and Squall leaning on the window looking pissed off.
Selphie noticed the girl and ripped her headphones off. "Hey! I'm going to Paris too! My name is Selphie!"
"I'm Quistis. Nice to meet you Selphie. Damn its cold out there. Oh, do you mind if I sit with you?" Quistis received a warm smile from Selphie as an answer. She sat down and the girls immediately began talking about how fun it was going to be in Paris.
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Looking out the window trying to block out the giggles and chatting from the girls across from him, Squall checked to see who else needed to get on the plane. One person caught his eye immediately.
"Seifer." He growled. Seifer Almasy, the cockiest, most conceited rich boy Squall had met. He hated Seifer more than he hated his father. Squall touched the scar across his face. That was the most intense spar he had ever had with Seifer. Oh, how he despised Seifer.
Much to his displeasure, Seifer was boarding the plane next. Seifer walked along the rows until he saw Squall. The two boys glared at each other for what seemed like eternity until…
"Ahem."
The rivals turned and saw Quistis and Selphie staring at them waiting for an explanation as to why they were glaring. Seifer turned away and continued to the back of the plane and took a seat.
Following him with curious and interested eyes, Quistis was pulled out of her thoughts by Selphie loading her with questions as to why she thinks the 2 boys around them were glaring.
'Hyne, he's hot.' Quistis thought before turning to Selphie.
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Winking at the girl allowing the passengers to get on the plane was a handsome boy with a sexy cowboy hat on.
"How ya doin', ma'am?" The boy asked the woman.
Blushing, the girl answered with, "I'm pretty good, Sir. Would you like to request anything before departing?"
"Well, since you ask, how about I get you with me in about oh say 10 minutes?"
Blushing even more, the girl turned away to stifle a giggle.
"Oh, per lease!!" Someone behind the sexy cowboy snorted.
Turning, the cowboy asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"Dude, that is the crappiest line ever! Where'd you learn to get girls, your damn grandpa!" The strange boy said.
"What's your name?"
"I'm Zell Dincht."
"…"
"Guessing by your silence, you have no idea who I am. Never mind it. What's your name?" Zell asked.
"Irvine Kinneas" The cowboy replied.
"Hm, well Irvine, you suck with pick-up lines. Now can you hurry your ass up and forget this girl so we can get on the damn plane? I'm freezing my ass of here!"
Before turning to the now confused girl, Irvine looked at Zell's outfit. He was wearing long shorts and some kind of funky jacket. Finally snapping out of her daze, the girl allowed him and Zell to board.
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"I don't want to go to Paris! I want to stay here and graduate with my friends here! Why don't you get it? I refuse to go and do what you want me to do!" A girl with layered brown hair shouted at her father.
"Rinoa Christine Caraway!" General Caraway roared." You will do as I tell you and you are going to like it! End of discussion!"
"No! Not end of discussion! I will not go! And my name is not Caraway! It is Heartilly!" The girl called Rinoa retorted.
Rinoa knew she had gone too far but she had to do what she had to do, even if it meant bringing back the memories of her mother's death. Her father was silent for a minute. He hated when she used her mother's maiden name.
Taking a deep breath, "Rinoa, do not use that name. And do not argue with me about where you are going to go for your last year of high school. It has already been decided. Pack your bags because you need to be at the airport within an hour.
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Running at full speed, Rinoa was trying to make it on board the private plane to Paris before it left her there. Almost dropping all of her luggage and just giving up, she rounded the corner and burst through the door. She began to call to the stewardess to tell her to wait.
Turning, the stewardess saw her and waited patently. Apologizing for being late, Rinoa left her luggage for the crew to store and walked on board the plane with her backpack up on her shoulders.
Squall had noticed the girl running and immediately thought she was beautiful. Late and materialistic because of all her bags, but beautiful all the same. His eyes followed her until she boarded the plane. Her blue jeans and black halter top fit her body perfectly, accenting every curve. The blue duster she wore only made her look better. Blue was definitely her color. He noticed her face was rosy from being so cold and tired.
Walking down the rows, Rinoa found a seat next to Zell and diagonal from Selphie and Quistis. Zell was sitting next to the window mumbling something about cowboys and didn't notice Rinoa was next to him until after the plane had started. Rinoa sat there after introducing herself and knew this was going to be a horrible year. She couldn't believe her father.
After ten minutes of flying, Quistis and Selphie turned back to her and they began to chat which helped Rinoa take things off her mind. Squall would occasionally look back at the beautiful girl who had almost missed her plane.
'Rinoa. Hm. At least there's one good thing about this trip.' He thought to himself before chuckling.
Irvine gave him a weird look and when Squall noticed it, he turned away mumbling 'Whatever'.
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*Ok people! This is my first fic! I know, this chapter was dull. _ Kinda tired! Late night writing! Not good!
Anywho, Not sure how many chapters this story will be. Hopefully at least 20 or more. The more reviews I get, the faster I will update! Honestly, if I suck, don't say that. Just give me pointers! I'm open to opinions! ^_^
All right, that's it for now! I'm outta here! Ja Ne!
xo:Sunshine:xo