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Click, click, click. I'm sitting here playing with my lighter because I know that as soon as I spark up the bus will come round the corner - fuck it - he can wait. I reached down pulling a pack of twenty out of my green leather bag, shoved a cigarette in my mouth and lit it, sighing I rested my head in my palm.
Ever since I moved to this crap hole Luca, I've hated it. My cat died within a week, I got bullied and felt alienated all through primary for being Al-Bhed, the racist bunch of fuckers, and now my Pops is moving back to Bikanel, but to further my education he's registered me into a boarding school in Zanarkand. Yippee, what fun that will be - not!
I sighed again, taking the last drag of my fag then stubbed it out on the floor. I laughed softly to myself. I wondered how big the bus was going to be - I hoped it would fit all seven of my suitcases.
The sky turned cloudy in a blink of an eye and the wind turned icy for early September. It was probably silly of me to wear this little brown skirt and green vest. Too late to change now. I really should have checked the weather forecast. Oh well, the bus driver will have to be my unfortunate victim and get the blame.
Where did I put that vodka? I searched though my bag, hearing the jingles of many little bottles of spirits in my bag. Taking out one at random I glanced at the label - vodka - good just what I wanted. Twisting the cap and dropping it to the floor, I raised my hand and tilted the fluid into my mouth. I could feel a sharp burning sensation as it ran down my throat into my stomach. I shook my head rapidly, a cough escaping my lips. Maybe I shouldn't have started on something so strong. Looking around there wasn't a bin nearby so I threw the now empty bottle over my shoulder, hearing it smash into tiny pieces on the floor.
A few minutes passed by and I saw the yellow and red bus pull onto my street. It was about time the bloody thing turned up, what took it so long! The bus stopped in front of me and opened its doors. A tall man got off. He had dark brown hair covered by a baseball cap, and was wearing hiking boots, dark trousers that were ripped in many places and a black t-shirt with silver letters reading AC/DC on it. He opened a compartment under the bus and helped me put my luggage inside.
"You sure you have enough stuff?" He asked, struggling with the heaviest case which was crammed full with every pair of shoes I owned.
"Well I'm here for a while so might as well pack my wardrobe. Is that ok with you?" I spat. I wasn't in the mood for humour at this time of day. He snorted and practically threw my last case in the compartment. "Hey watch it, I have valuable things in those cases." He just rolled his eyes, not caring what he broke. He asked me my name, when I replied he crossed it off on a little black pad, then stuffed it back into his pocket.
I climbed onto the bus and looked down the aisle. It felt like a hundred eyes were staring at me, and when you practically have two left feet, it's not a good thing to have people watching you. I haven't even started school yet and I know I'm going to embarrass myself.
I slowly walked down the aisle taking one step at a time, keeping my eyes on down to watch out for bags, stray feet - anything on the floor that could be hazardous. Half way down I found two vacant seats. I threw my bag into the first seat and settled down in the seat by the window. Just four more hours and I can get off this Yev-forsaken bus.
Once we were finally through Luca we had to stop for a girl on the Mi'ihen. She had chocolate brown hair and everything she wore was light brown. She had red beads embroidered on the pockets of her trousers, making patterns of butterflies. She came over to my row of seats.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" she asked sweetly. I most probably would have told her to piss off but she looked so sweet and frightened that I couldn't refuse her. I moved my bag and she plonked herself down next to me, breathing heavily.
"Drink?" I asked her politely opening my bag for her. "Great thanks - what have you got?" I peered into my bag fumbling around. "Vodka, vodka and more vodka." "Have you got anything a little less strong?" She asked innocently. "I don't know" I replied. "I think I drank my last Sambuca . . . oh-no, here it is" I said, handing her a little bottle. She unscrewed the lid and necked it quicker than I would have done normally. I stared at her, my eyes wide.
"Nervous?" I speculated, with a grin "Very. I'm Calli, by the way." she said, extending her hand towards me. I took it. She really was nervous - I could feel her hand tremble in mine. "Rikku." I smiled.
Before we knew it, an hour had passed and we arrived at the end of Djose - at least I knew I wouldn't be the only Al-Bhed at this school. The bus stopped for some guy who obviously thought he was Yevon's gift. As he strolled onto the bus, he winked at every girl, before slumping into a seat a few rows in front of me. He had yellow hair that shimmered in the light of the rising sun and emerald eyes - definitely Al-Bhed. You could see his black boxers under his low baggy jeans - seriously he really needed to pull his trouser up - he also had a crimson coloured tight shirt that showed his superb muscle definition.
"I bet you he wont be in any of my classes." Calli moaned. She was 15 the same age as me and probably most people at this school, she looked and acted much older than she was, which made me seem childish and unsophisticated. "Why do you say that?" I asked still staring at his near-perfect features. I'm surprised I wasn't drooling. "Oh come on, a hot guy like him wont be smart enough for my class." "Well that's your fault for being smart." I snorted. And she chuckled.
We giggled as we kept bickering on about our IQ's. Calli made the comment that we were both too good for him - I think that was the alcohol talking. We had had two more each before I ran out of Vodka. Calli started to panic saying she wasn't going to be able to go through with going outside and into the school without more booze in her system.
She calmed down a little after we passed through Bevelle, because some of the passengers who had been on the bus for over three hours started to complain that no toilet breaks was definitely uncool.
As the bus pulled off the highway and into the huge centre some of the passengers started to get rowdy, getting out of their seats or bouncing up and down in their seats excitedly. The bus finally pulled to a stop and everyone piled out running in different directions, towards the toilets or towards the numerous café's and fast food restaurants.
I found an off-licence near the front doors and walked in as nonchalantly as I could, trying not give myself away. I grabbed a few little bottles of Aftershock and took them to the counter. The orange haired assistant eyed me suspiciously and asked me for ID. I rummaged through my bag for what seemed like ages, all the while the assistant was tutting and fidgeting. I finally pulled out a laminated picture of me stating that I was 18. He let it pass, not knowing - or particularly caring it seemed to me - that it was a fake and I would not be even 16 until July. Did I care? No way! Live life to the full, that was my motto.
Back on the bus after a quick visit to the ladies room. I didn't remember falling asleep, I was just rudely woken by the bus screeching sharply to a stop, bouncing me violently from my seat into the back of the one in front. I swore equally violently as I tried, in vain, to compose myself.
Looking out the window I saw my new school. It seemed much bigger in the brochure. As everyone started to pile out of the bus again, someone who I assumed was a teacher walked up to us slowly. His dirty red outfit was absolutely hideous and didn't really go with the metal arm and leg thing he had going on. He made us form two lines, girls on the left and boys on the right, mentioning that the girls dorm was on the left and boys on the right.
He started with the girls line first asking our names. He looked down at a board through his dark rimmed glasses giving us a key card with a number written on it, the number matched the room we were assigned to. Once he was though both lines he stood in front of us telling us about the cards.
"No card is the same so you cannot sneak into other's rooms." he said with a sneer. I could hear some of the guys groan at the fact they couldn't sneak into the girls dorm.
Walking through the doors to my new dorm I could smell flowers and newly painted walls. I wondered if the boys dorm was as colourful and bright with nice smelling flowers like this? No I didn't suppose so. I'd have to check it out some day.
The number on my card was 47. There were 25 rooms on each floor and there were only 50 altogether so I am obviously on the second floor I reasoned to myself.
Getting into the elevator I pressed number 2 on the panel. Taking a closer look at the panel, I saw the letter B above a button, maybe that was Basement. The doors reopened before I had much time to think about it. I stepped out and glanced at the room numbers. They was still in the 20's at the moment. I started to walk down the corridor still glancing at the numbers on the doors on both sides of me. 45... 46... 47 my room. Pushing in my card a light turned green and I heard the door unlock allowing me to enter. I pushed the door open and found two girls in the open-plan kitchen and living room, to my right was a very little hallway with two doors one for out bedroom the other a bathroom
A tall girl - well taller than me anyway - wearing white three-quarter lengths and a pale white turtle neck with long sleeves turned and smiled at me. Her teeth where white and glistened. I smiled back and moved towards the bedroom putting my cases on the vacant bed.
"I'm Yuna." The smiling girl said to me. Her shoulder length brown spiky hair wobbled as she walked into the room.
"Rikku." I grinned quickly. I bet she ends up a cheerleader or some kind of snotty prep girl. I felt my eyes narrow and my eyebrows pull together. Stop it Rikku! - I was being uncharitable, I didn't know her and I wasn't giving her a chance.
"Has anyone got any fags or booze?" Turning to where the voice came from, I saw a silver haired girl who looked like she used waaaay too much hairspray. She was wearing all black, a black top, black jeans, black shoes, black sweat bands, black leather jacket - wait leather? That is so unfashionable.
She was leaning against the architrave. I looked down at what I was wearing. Brown skirt, green vest and my sexy green converse, well didn't I now feel stupid for not coming in all one colour. So I thought, let's calculate. We have a possible daddy's girl, a Goth and a hyper loser Al-Bhed, hmm great combination.
"Help yourself." I replied, lightly throwing my bag to her, making sure I got a fag before she smoked them all. "Cheers, I'm Paine." "Rikku." How many times am I going to have to say my name?
I sparked up a fag looking for an ashtray, or at least something that could be used as an ashtray. Paine pulled a skull shaped ashtray from her desk and put it on the top flicking her ash in it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Yuna open the windows to let some air in.
"You're the Al-Bhed from Luca, right?"
"Yeah." I replied boredly. I had completely forgotten about Yuna, I was leaving her out.
"Hey Yuna do you want a fag?" I offered.
"No thanks, I quit." Humph figures. I sighed distractedly. I wondered if Daddy had found out that she smoked and said if she didn't quit then he would take away her allowance. I could hear the little voice in my head giggling at that thought.
After unpacking most of my clothes I thought I'd give myself a few minutes rest. I only had one case left to go, mostly hair products, make-up, straighteners and what was left of my prized alcohol collection - which I had to replace because I drank most of it for my leaving party, to which only one person was invited and attended - that would be moi! I silently chuckled again and picked up a laminated card from my bedside table.
Dear Student;
In your closet is a door to a smaller cupboard which contains all your cleaning facilities USE THEM! Every week a teacher will be assigned to inspect your dorms and check to see if your are keeping it in the same condition as when you arrived.
Please note, smoking inside your rooms is strictly prohibited. Should you wish to smoke, please use the balconette. Oops broke that rule already.
Alcohol and Drugs are prohibited on the school premises. Any found will be confiscated. Great better hide the booze.
Classes start at 9am sharp. Anyone late will be in an automatic detention. There is a telephone for emergencies. If you are unwell call the front desk (number is at the bottom).
Curfew is 10pm from Monday till Thursday, 1am Friday and Saturday, Sunday is 10pm. Anyone found outside or in other dorms after these times will be escorted back to their room. Punishment is in place for repeat offenders. Christ this is a harsh school.
Uniforms are in your wardrobe and are to be worn at all times during school hours. Uniforms? You must be kidding me. This just gets better and better!
If you have any questions don't be afraid to ask.
Signed Headmaster
Who was this guy anyway? No name, nothing, just headmaster. I wonder if he's funny looking. I threw the card in the bin beside the 3-seater sofa.
"So I guess were going to need a rota for the cleaning malarkey?" I looked up. No one was listening to me. I looked over at Paine she had from what I heard Hallelujah by Paramore playing full blast through the headphones on her Ipod while getting a coke from the fridge, on the right of me was Yuna, her head in a book called New Moon. I wondered what it was about and whether it was good. I might see if I could persuade her to lend it to me when she had finished with it.
I reached down for my green bag beside the sofa and thought a little exploring would do me some good.
As I walked outside I breathed in the cold breeze. I wrinkled my nose as I caught the smell of tonight's dinner wafting out of the schools doors. It was either experimental or something disgusting. The chill in the air made me shiver. I looked at the time on my watch which read 5:31pm. Wow I'd been unpacking for ages. Ok so I could go explore for two and a half, maybe three hours, then go and have the revolting meal they were cooking for us.
Crossing my arms over my chest I started to walk by the side of the girls dorm. Under a huge tree sat a guy with white hair. It looked a little like Paine's, the way he had too much hairspray in it. He was wearing a green jumper and dark blue jeans. He saw me approaching and raised his head out of the book he was reading and smiled kindly at me.
"Hi, I'm Baralai. Who might you be?" He was so sweet. Wasn't that bad looking either.
"I'm Rikku. Do you mind if I sit with you?" I didn't really want to be intrusive I was just bored and my room mates weren't exactly the most cheerful bunch.
"Not at all" I sat beside him and he closed his book, putting it on the floor beside him.
"So where are you from?" He asked me curiously, eyeing my attire.
"Bikanel originally, but me and my Pops moved to Luca. Now I find out he's moving back to Bikanel, the wanker. That's why I am here." I mumbled a string of profanities under my breath hoping that Baralai wouldn't hear me. He seemed too sweet to cuss.
"I'm from Bevelle - what a fucking shithole that place is!" I gasped, my eyes wide. Did he just swear? This sweet, naturally tanned, gorgeous guy just swore! I couldn't believe it, maybe he wasn't as innocent as he looked.
We chatted for what seemed like hours and we knew basically the everything about each other. Baralai was my first friend here so I nicknamed him Lai, as it was shorter and I would more likely remember it. He seemed to like it so that was fine with me. We ended up getting onto a conversation about our room mates.
"Well, Tidus and Gippal seem a bit in your face. They are both ladies men I can tell you that for sure. But they are bloody funny." "Are either of them Al-Bhed?" Maybe this could be more interesting than I thought.
"Gippal is. He comes from Djose. Tidus comes from here in Zanarkand… What about your room mates?"
"Well I have Yuna and Paine. I don't really know much about Paine, she doesn't talk much. All I know is that she likes rock music and gothic things. Then there's Yuna, this sweet, innocent, little thing. When I first met her I thought she was a right stuck up Daddy's girl." I giggled at my accusation. I wrinkled my nose again as I smelt tonight's dinner getting stronger.
"Smells horrible doesn't it" Lai said copying my expression.
"You got that right." I looked down at my watch just when the dinner bell rang.
"So you want to eat with together? I mean I'll be sitting with my room mates anyway so your welcome to join us" I asked Lai.
"Sure. Do you mind if I bring mine with me?" "The more the merrier." I smiled happily - things were looking up.
The lunch hall was starting to fill up. I got my dinner - which didn't actually look as bad as it smelled - and walked over to sit with Yuna and Paine.
"Hey guys." I smiled.
"Where did you go?" Yuna asked.
"Oh just out. I met this guy beside our dorm. His name is Baralai, but I call him Lai. I asked him and his room mates join us, I hope that is ok with you two."
"Hey Rikku, is it alright if I sit with you?" I turned my head and saw Calli, the girl that sat next to me on the bus this morning.
"Oh hey Calli, course you can." A raucously loud laugh was heard behind me. I turned around to see where it was coming from. I could see Lai's white hair above the other pupils as he walked through a crowd of people. Two fair-haired guys followed him holding their dinner trays.
"Oh, He is so McHotty." Yuna drooled.
"More like McDreamy." I sighed.
"No your wrong he's McSteamy" Calli laughed. We both agreed with her comment and watched them as they walked towards us.
"I think I'm choking on some McVomit." Paine hissed, making the impression of gagging.
"Hey Rikku, this is Tidus and Gippal." called Lai.
I could tell who was who because Lai had mentioned one of them was Al-Bhed, which had to be Gippal, he had the same distinct green eyes and yellow hair. The other, Tidus, had sky blue eyes and blond hair. I looked down at what they were wearing. Gippal, I recalled, was the guy a few seats in front of me on the bus - thankfully he had pulled his trousers up. Tidus wore long black shorts and a blue top.
"Erm, this is Calli, Yuna and Paine." I blinked trying to get myself back to reality and stop myself staring at the gorgeous guys.
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