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She just sat there staring at me through her moon glasses like she was trying to burn a hole in my head. As if there wasn't one they're already. The stacks of books piled in front of me weren't even enough to convince her that I really was trying hard…well kinda.

Can't blame me though. It's the school holidays and I've been made to sit and do more work for 5 hours every second day of the holidays. Torture! Just pure torture.

I suppose I had better introduce myself. I'm Squall. I'm 16. Turning 17 in about three weeks. I'm the president Loire's son. That's what I used to call myself when I was young. Not Squall, just The president's son. It began to be a really regular thing. People would ask me and not get an answer unless they said The presidents son. That's all I am to them.

Margaret. She teachers me outside school. Not a tutor because I don't need a tutor. Laguna doesn't want me to just make school my limits. He believes in learning at home as well. What a joke. Yeah, Laguna is my father. The president of Esthar. The most thriving and popular country in world. I live in the presidential palace. Hey I don't exactly want to. I have to. Just like I have to write a 4000 word essay on the way fisheries impact on the natural marine wildlife. Like I hadn't learnt about this ten thousand times already.

The paper was laughing at me. It knew that there was no way I was going to put 4000 words on it and no way it would all be actually worth a good mark as well. Mitch was going to check on me soon and if I hadn't done enough id get in enough trouble to fill the swimming pool. Trust me, I have a very big swimming pool.

I put my pen on the paper and started to write…

Our natural environment needs to be protected because truthfully it can't protect itself.

We have the power to protect this wonderful wildlife and make the world we live in a better place.

That was it. I tried to think of what else to say and just as the words came to me, Mitch walked in. He had his hands behind his back and walked as if he owned me, as usual but he seemed to fault as he saw how much I had put onto my page. Hey 33 words out of 4000 in an hour…that's pretty good. Right?

"Do expect us to write this for you or would you prefer us to put back in primary school where you belong?"

" It's not my fault…"

"Not your fault? That you can't seem to do a decent hour worth of work! This is no playtime! You are as of now practically back in school. I'm sorry but you have pushed me this way. 5 hours in Margaret's supervision 'every' day"

I looked up at him with my face showing complete horror.

"No way! You can't do that!"

He turned and walked out of the library.

" I am"

I sat back down and imitated his last words making him sound like he had a squeaky and irritating voice.

"Leonheart! Get on with it!"

Damn. I forgot Margaret had good hearing.

My real surname is actually Loire like my father but people mostly use Leonheart because it was supposedly my mothers surname and my mother and father were never married. I don't why they didn't use Loire. It was just another of life's strange ways.

This includes our marine wildlife. The fisheries have a deep impact on the number of plants and animals in our waters. Proper restrictions help to keep this under control, however, are we doing enough?

I began to quietly bang my head on the desk hoping that if my brain got damaged enough it would plant some wonderful ideas in hopes to get me to stop bashing it on the desk.

The best it did was give a headache. Useless.

Margaret gave me the 'evil eye' again so I stopped and for the fiftieth time I tried to concentrate on my work.

This is the question in mind. To work together and try to protect our marine life and use the power we have been granted.

Oh how many times have I heard that sentence? ' Use the power that you have been granted' probably a million if had kept count.

By protecting our marine wildlife we our also protecting our future.

Introduction finished. That's less than 60 words out 4000. I was practically looking at deaths door.

Authors note! Wow Yay. I'm glad I have the first chapter done. Please review and tell me what you think so far. I will pick up the story a little bit more ok? Thanks for reading!