The First Day
A buzzing sound brought Rinoa back to reality from her slumber. Her alarm
clock blinked in red numbers 7:30. Today was Rinoa's first day at Garden,
and she was not looking forward to it one bit. Rinoa got out of bed slowly,
and walked to her dresser, where she pulled out some clothes and went into
the bathroom to take a shower.
When she got out, she took her long black skirt, that came down to her
feet. It had a few buckles hanging on it. Then, she took the tank top. The
top was black too, and it had a V-neck, it looked like it was ripped on
several parts. At the top of her bellybutton, there was a see-through
fishnet part, that ended just below her bellybutton. By the time she was
done, it was 8:00 o'clock. Her long, darkbrown hair was twisted on top of
her head, with a few loose strucks of hair from it. She had some red
eyeliner on, and black eye shadow. When she was satisfied with the way she
looked, she grabbed her books, and headed for the door.
When she got to Balamb Garden, everyone was giving her these weird looks.
When she, gladly, reached the Directors office, he have her her schedule.
"Xu, can you please show Miss Caraway her class ?" Cid asked friendly.
"Yes, Sir." Xu replied.
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Rinoa's Pov
The walk to my class was short and quiet. When I walked in, everyone
stopped with what exactly they were doing. They looked over at me, the
Instructor was writing on the Blackboard when I came in. When she heard the
noise, she turned around to greet me.
" May I Help You ?" she asked in a friendly tone.
" Umm.... Yeah.... I'm the new student, Rinoa....Caraway...." Rinoa
replied in a soft voice
''Oh, yes... Class, this is Rinoa Caraway."
As she was talking, I looked around the classroom, as my eyes landed on a
boy, sitting in the back, all alone. He was dressed in black leather, from
top to toe.
"Miss Caraway, you can sit with...ehm...." She looked around the room "Ah,
you can sit with Squall."
At the sound of his name, he lifted his head up. He had wonderful eyes...
although I couldn't see if they were grey, or blue. I walked to his desk,
and sat down next to him.
"Oh, Rinoa, this is your study hour."
I took my note book out of my backpack, and I started a new poem :
Untitled Around, All Around, The Sinister Creatures Gather. My Dread Grows As An Avenging Sword Falls Against My Naked Soul. It Mutilates Me, And Darkly My Blood Drips; To The Cold, Uncaring Tombstones. In Pain I Cry Out, While Death Laughs Cruelly. Now Alone, My Blood Falls Upon Uncaring Eyes This Is Death.
I just wanted to start my CD player, when I felt someone tap on my shoulder shortly. I turned my head, and I saw a small girl, about 5'3" tall, with short brown hair, which she had brushed in a rather funny way. She smelled like flowers and hair spray, and she wore a short, yellow dress. She had a big smile on her face, and when she opened her mouth to say something, I pulled off my head phones. "Hiya! I'm Selphie, you can call me Selph, or whatever you want !" She was the only one whom tried to be my friend. I looked turned my head to the front again, and I went back to writing. Her smile faded, and I heard her say : "I guess we have another Squall, I thought you'd be nice, and talk to me... not like Mr. Antisocial over there...." I laughed, but when I saw Squall glaring at us, I stopped, but still, I couldn't help but grinning "Sorry about that, but it's just..most people who come over and talk to me, are just playing some kind of sick joke. When I want to say seomething, they start laughing, and say 'I can't believe it ! You thought I really wanted to be your friend ! You're a freak, no wonder you have no friends !' So, I just don't talk to anyone...." "Oh my Hyne ! That's so mean ! I would never do anything like that." Selphie said. "No shit, you're the happy cheery idiot of Garden...." After Squall made that comment, Rinoa had to try very hard not to fall in a burster of laughters, but when Selphie ran out of the classroom, Rinoa started to laugh anyway. "At least someone doesn't think I'm a jackass for saying that." Squall said softly." "Well, it was funny. She's nice and all, but I guess she's everything you said, although I'm not sure about the Idiot-part" Rinoa grinned." "She's not really an idiot, I just couldn't find anything else to say. So... You're Rinoa Craway ?" "Yeah..." Rinoa let out a sigh. "I'm Squall Leonheart." He stated simply, before shifting his gaze back to his study books. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ Later that day, by 7 o'clock, Rinoa ran into Squall again in the dormitory hallway. "Hey ! Watch-" He started to yell at her, before she ran away. Then, he noticed it was the gothic girl from his class... Rinoa was her name... she was crying.... "Wait." He said, in an almost pleadingly voice. Rinoa stopped walking. "What do you want ?" She asked coldly. "That's just great, Hyne must hate me ! I try to be nice, and what do they do ? They almost bite my head off ! " he said frustrated. Rinoa looked down at the floor, she felt sorry for snapping at him like that. "I'm sorry", she whispered, before she continued in a louder voice,"I'm just not having a good day... no one here'll give me a chance... When I walk past a group of people, I hear them whisper, giving my dirty looks, or shit like that..." "So, you're crying because of the way people are threatening you ?" "No." She stated softly. "Then, why are you ?" "I can't tell you !" Rinoa snapped. Squall grabbed Rinoa's hand, and dragged her down the hallway, and into his dorm. squall "Look, I don't have a roommate to spy on us, so just go ahead and speak up." " ........" After a long pause, Rinoa let out a raged breath. "Fine, I'll tell you, but can't tell anyone, because they'll put me back- ... Just, don't tell anyone, okay ?" "I won't" "I'm crying because...right before I ran into you... I...did this..." she whispered slowly. " Rinoa pulled up her sleeve and showed him the slit on her arm that was dripping blood. "You're a...cutter ?" Squall asked amazed. "Yeah" That's when Squall pulled up his sleeve, and showed Rinoa his own scars. "But look, you have to stop. I almost killed myself last year, that's when I stopped... and don't think I'm going to be your friend. I don't talk to people, I have this thing going on, so don't ruin it !" "What kind of 'thing' ?" "Like Selphie said. I'm Mr. Anti-Social." "Well, do you go out with people ?" "I went out with some people, but not a lot... that's the other thing." "So, if you can date people, then why can't you talk to me ?" "Fine, I'll talk to you... you have a room here yet ?" "No." "Good, you can stay here, so I can tell you how to stop cutting yourself like that." Squall stated. "Okay." "Just don't let anyone know, or we'll have a problem." "Okay, but I need to go home and get some clothes." "Fine" he growled. I sat down, and pulled my note book out of my backpack, I started a new poem, as the blood made its contact with the paper, and staned it. It gave the perfect look and effect. I have a twisted secret, One I'll never tell, I like to draw pictures,
Pictures that come from hell.
It's getting kinda twisted,
That's what I already know,
I draw them on my wrist, to no one I will show.
I pull out my razor, and I begin to draw,
Looking around when I'm done,
In hope that no one saw,
I look down at my work, and see the blood flow down.
Knowing that all my problems are leaving without a sound.
My discusting twisted hobby's leaving scars on my wrists,
But I still know that tomorrow,
I'll get bruised by peoples fists.
I do twisted things,
That make people gasp,
Every day I hope that the day will go by fast.
I'm hated by many but I never give a damn.
They don't know what I go through,
They don't know who I am,
So I pull out my razor,
and slice it into my wrist.
As I watch all the blood flow to my fist.
I fell really dizzy
And I don't know why,
Maybe it's my time to finally say goodbye.
Passed out on the floor with blood dripping on the rug,
I wake up and cry, and wish for a hug.
People still talk about the twisted things I do,
But they will never know, that I do it all for you...
"Rinoa, come here so I can take care of that scar." "Just leave it, it'll stop bleeding soon..." "And what, let it bleed all over the place ?!" "It's not going to bleed 'all over the place' just on my sleeve and my notebook." "And you don't care ?" "No... it gave my poem the perfect effect...."
ok so tell me what u think i had someone fix the format for me so plz R&R and tell me what u think !!!! Lovely Princess Peach: THANK YOU SOOOOOOO MUCH lol i know thats about the 10th time i thanked you lol but u really helped me out
~~*JES*~~
Untitled Around, All Around, The Sinister Creatures Gather. My Dread Grows As An Avenging Sword Falls Against My Naked Soul. It Mutilates Me, And Darkly My Blood Drips; To The Cold, Uncaring Tombstones. In Pain I Cry Out, While Death Laughs Cruelly. Now Alone, My Blood Falls Upon Uncaring Eyes This Is Death.
I just wanted to start my CD player, when I felt someone tap on my shoulder shortly. I turned my head, and I saw a small girl, about 5'3" tall, with short brown hair, which she had brushed in a rather funny way. She smelled like flowers and hair spray, and she wore a short, yellow dress. She had a big smile on her face, and when she opened her mouth to say something, I pulled off my head phones. "Hiya! I'm Selphie, you can call me Selph, or whatever you want !" She was the only one whom tried to be my friend. I looked turned my head to the front again, and I went back to writing. Her smile faded, and I heard her say : "I guess we have another Squall, I thought you'd be nice, and talk to me... not like Mr. Antisocial over there...." I laughed, but when I saw Squall glaring at us, I stopped, but still, I couldn't help but grinning "Sorry about that, but it's just..most people who come over and talk to me, are just playing some kind of sick joke. When I want to say seomething, they start laughing, and say 'I can't believe it ! You thought I really wanted to be your friend ! You're a freak, no wonder you have no friends !' So, I just don't talk to anyone...." "Oh my Hyne ! That's so mean ! I would never do anything like that." Selphie said. "No shit, you're the happy cheery idiot of Garden...." After Squall made that comment, Rinoa had to try very hard not to fall in a burster of laughters, but when Selphie ran out of the classroom, Rinoa started to laugh anyway. "At least someone doesn't think I'm a jackass for saying that." Squall said softly." "Well, it was funny. She's nice and all, but I guess she's everything you said, although I'm not sure about the Idiot-part" Rinoa grinned." "She's not really an idiot, I just couldn't find anything else to say. So... You're Rinoa Craway ?" "Yeah..." Rinoa let out a sigh. "I'm Squall Leonheart." He stated simply, before shifting his gaze back to his study books. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ Later that day, by 7 o'clock, Rinoa ran into Squall again in the dormitory hallway. "Hey ! Watch-" He started to yell at her, before she ran away. Then, he noticed it was the gothic girl from his class... Rinoa was her name... she was crying.... "Wait." He said, in an almost pleadingly voice. Rinoa stopped walking. "What do you want ?" She asked coldly. "That's just great, Hyne must hate me ! I try to be nice, and what do they do ? They almost bite my head off ! " he said frustrated. Rinoa looked down at the floor, she felt sorry for snapping at him like that. "I'm sorry", she whispered, before she continued in a louder voice,"I'm just not having a good day... no one here'll give me a chance... When I walk past a group of people, I hear them whisper, giving my dirty looks, or shit like that..." "So, you're crying because of the way people are threatening you ?" "No." She stated softly. "Then, why are you ?" "I can't tell you !" Rinoa snapped. Squall grabbed Rinoa's hand, and dragged her down the hallway, and into his dorm. squall "Look, I don't have a roommate to spy on us, so just go ahead and speak up." " ........" After a long pause, Rinoa let out a raged breath. "Fine, I'll tell you, but can't tell anyone, because they'll put me back- ... Just, don't tell anyone, okay ?" "I won't" "I'm crying because...right before I ran into you... I...did this..." she whispered slowly. " Rinoa pulled up her sleeve and showed him the slit on her arm that was dripping blood. "You're a...cutter ?" Squall asked amazed. "Yeah" That's when Squall pulled up his sleeve, and showed Rinoa his own scars. "But look, you have to stop. I almost killed myself last year, that's when I stopped... and don't think I'm going to be your friend. I don't talk to people, I have this thing going on, so don't ruin it !" "What kind of 'thing' ?" "Like Selphie said. I'm Mr. Anti-Social." "Well, do you go out with people ?" "I went out with some people, but not a lot... that's the other thing." "So, if you can date people, then why can't you talk to me ?" "Fine, I'll talk to you... you have a room here yet ?" "No." "Good, you can stay here, so I can tell you how to stop cutting yourself like that." Squall stated. "Okay." "Just don't let anyone know, or we'll have a problem." "Okay, but I need to go home and get some clothes." "Fine" he growled. I sat down, and pulled my note book out of my backpack, I started a new poem, as the blood made its contact with the paper, and staned it. It gave the perfect look and effect. I have a twisted secret, One I'll never tell, I like to draw pictures,
Pictures that come from hell.
It's getting kinda twisted,
That's what I already know,
I draw them on my wrist, to no one I will show.
I pull out my razor, and I begin to draw,
Looking around when I'm done,
In hope that no one saw,
I look down at my work, and see the blood flow down.
Knowing that all my problems are leaving without a sound.
My discusting twisted hobby's leaving scars on my wrists,
But I still know that tomorrow,
I'll get bruised by peoples fists.
I do twisted things,
That make people gasp,
Every day I hope that the day will go by fast.
I'm hated by many but I never give a damn.
They don't know what I go through,
They don't know who I am,
So I pull out my razor,
and slice it into my wrist.
As I watch all the blood flow to my fist.
I fell really dizzy
And I don't know why,
Maybe it's my time to finally say goodbye.
Passed out on the floor with blood dripping on the rug,
I wake up and cry, and wish for a hug.
People still talk about the twisted things I do,
But they will never know, that I do it all for you...
"Rinoa, come here so I can take care of that scar." "Just leave it, it'll stop bleeding soon..." "And what, let it bleed all over the place ?!" "It's not going to bleed 'all over the place' just on my sleeve and my notebook." "And you don't care ?" "No... it gave my poem the perfect effect...."
ok so tell me what u think i had someone fix the format for me so plz R&R and tell me what u think !!!! Lovely Princess Peach: THANK YOU SOOOOOOO MUCH lol i know thats about the 10th time i thanked you lol but u really helped me out
~~*JES*~~