Gypsy Rider
The sun shone through the windows of Tidus' room. He lay in bed covering his face with his huge blanket to keep the immense light from shining in his eyes. Then, out of no where, he heard the front door slam.
"Shit…" was his only thought. His old man, Jecht, was home. Usually he is able to leave for school before his father comes home in a drunken rage after up all night drinking in a bar, where he is every night.
Tidus quickly lurched out of the bed and ran to the door to lock it so he could get dressed before his old man could barge in a try to start a fight.
Tidus went to his dresser and grabbed a random shirt and a pair of jeans, put 'em on, combed through his hair once or twice and was out the door, before Jecht could even realize he was home.
He ran to the corner of the street just in time to catch the bus taking off. The bus driver opened up the doors and just shook his head and Tidus mumbled a small apology and took a seat. Minutes later, they arrived at Zandarkand A. East. Walking off the bus and headed inside the school and saw her. She was the most beautiful girl in the entire school. He's been in love with her since they were in 5th grade. He was always day dreaming about her. She had short brown hair and the most spectacular blue and green eyes you've ever seen. She was quite the catch. She was also a shy, but very friendly girl and always ready to lend a hand.
He went to his locker and grabbed his things for his first period, home room or discover. He was in the band for the choir so this was his first class. Mr. Saatchi had to put a limit on the girls who could join the choir because Tidus was attracting the girls to the choir for the "wrong reasons," but Tidus couldn't complain, Yuna was in that class so he was happy.
Yuna's POV
Sitting in the choir room, Yuna was having a conversation with her close friends Rikku, Paine, and Lulu.
"I wouldn't know what to say to him," Yuna said to her cousin who was sitting to her right.
"Oh, Yunie!! There has to be something you guys could talk about!" Rikku said.
"Like what?" the bi-colored eyed girl asked, putting a finger to her chin in a thinking manner.
"You'll think of something, sweetie," Lulu said.
Tidus' POV
He walked into the choir room only to meet with Yuna's eyes. He gave her one of his ever so charming smiles and she returned him with a light pink blush across her cheeks. He slightly chuckled to himself.
"I wonder if she likes me… She sure acts like it," he thought. Just then, Rikku bounced down the aisle of desks pulling a hesitating Yuna behind her. Tidus grabbed his guitar and made sure it was in tune. Rikku and Yuna stood in front of him.
"Hello, Tidus, my friend," Rikku said putting her hands on her hips.
"Why, hello, Rikku. How are you?" Tidus replied laughing a little at Rikku's childish behavior and started strumming the tabs to Gypsy Biker by Bruce Springsteen.
"I'm just peachy," she replied, giving a cheeky smile, "but, I believe you should get to know Yuna a little better," she said pushing Yuna towards Tidus.
"So, I was right," he thought. "Okay, how are you, Yuna?" he asked her giving her yet another charming smile.
Coyly, she replied, "I'm good, you're really good at playing the guitar, wasn't that a Bruce Springsteen song?"
A bit surprised that she knew what he was playing he said, "Yeah, you like his music?"
"Yeah, Magic is his best cd out there yet," she said.
"Well, my job is done," Rikku thought and she was off to join Paine and Lulu's conversation.
"I know what you mean. I'm going to go see him in a week and I got stuck with an extra ticket, would you like to go with me?" he asked her, hope overflowing from his mouth.
"Absolutely, that'd be so much fun! How much was the ticket?" Yuna asked him now excited about going to a Bruce concert and with Tidus, the boy she had liked since 5th grade when she came to Zandarkand.
"Don't worry about it," Tidus said.
"Are you absolutely sure? I mean, I have money so it wouldn't be a problem at all," she insisted on paying for herself.
"I'm positive. Don't worry about it. Hell, I'll even buy you the merch," he said to her.
"Wow, are you sure? Thanks so much, Tidus. It'll be great!" she exclaimed and before she knew it, she had her arms around him in a warm embrace and to her surprise; he hugged her back with a chuckled. When she noticed, she quickly took her arms away from him and blushed.
"Sorry," she mumbled to him and put her head down.
"Why? Don't be, I would've surprise hugged you too if you offered a free ticket and merch to a Bruce show," he said giving her smile as if telling her "I know your secret"and she just looked away.
Just then the final bell rang and everyone got in their seats. Mr. Saatchi came in the room and took attendance. They started with the normal warm-ups like everyday. The musicians didn't have to play their instruments or even sing for that matter. They were just there. The whole hour, Tidus stared at Yuna. Even when she'd look his way, he wouldn't take his eyes off of her.
Yuna's POV
"So – Re – what did you guys talk about -- La?" Rikku asked trying not to get caught talking during warm-ups.
"Doe – Nothing, except – Me – we kinda have a date – So – next week," Yuna said, using Rikku's same technique.
"Really?!" Rikku shrieked.
Everyone stopped singing to look at her and Mr. Saatchi stopped playing the piano, stood up, and gave Rikku a death glare.
Great – Lecture time.
"RIKKU! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! YOU SHOULDN'T BE CONCERNED WITH ANYTHING BUT
SINGING AT THE MOMENT! IS THAT NOT THE REASON YOU ARE IN CHOIR?!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.
He kept pounding his fists into the top of the piano. "NOW, DEAR, WHAT ON EARTH WERE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"
"Urm, uh, we were -- Fa fana dymgehk ypuid puoc..." she replied in the Al Bhed language.
"Is this boy in this room?" Mr. Saatchi asked, his voice still seething with anger.
"Um, Oac, ra ec," she replied.
"Which one?" he asked, being nosey.
"Fryd sygac oui drehg E's kuehk du damm oui?! E dumt oui fana dymgehk ypuid puoc, dryd cruimt ryja paah y kuut ahuikr yhcfan vun oui!"
"EXCUSE ME, YOUNG LADY BUT YOU SHALL NOT EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME!!" He yelled back at her.
"Famm, cunno, pid oui gaab paehk y hucao meddma pycdynt yht sygehk sa ymm hanjuic yht clynat…" Rikku replied.
"I'm sorry, Rikku. Come give me a huge," he said and urged Rikku to come to him.
"Um, okay…" she said and hesitantly walked over to the chunky, sweaty, man. He put his arms around her and tried to make a joke, but the attempt failed. Finally, the second period bell rang, to English for Yuna and Tidus.
Translation 1 - We were talking about boys.
Translation 2 - Yes, he is.
Translation 3 - Well, sorry, but you keep being a nosey little bastard and making me all nervous and scared…
Mr. Saatchi was based off of my choir teacher who acts exactly like that. He takes every little performance really seriously and I just thought that that'd be a good personality for their choir teacher.
Anyway, this is my first fanfiction ever to be posted on the internet so please be nice. I've always loved to write and people I know have told me that I'm good at it so I just thought, why not give it a shot? So, please, please, be gentle.
P.S. This whole story was based off of the song Gypsy Rider by Mr. Bruce Springsteen. This song just says so much to me and I have a lot of different meanings for it but I really don't know where this idea came from, but if you think it should have a different title, let me know in a review. Thank you