Hey, this is my first fanfic, so pleaz be nice! Okay, this is just to get
everything set and introduce the story, so I know it wil be boring, but
read and review anyways, just to let me know that someone read my story.
To See A Dream
Quistis sighed and sat back in her chair.
'Burning the midnight oil again eh, Instructor?' she asked herself aloud as she double-checked the SeeD written examinations. All but two students passed; it was much better than last time's five. She'd always felt obligated to protect her students and ensure that they passed. Quistis rubbed her tired eyes and yawned twice as the phone rang. Groaning, she picked up the receiver.
'Hello, Instructor Trepe speaking,' she said wearily. Xu's voice greeted her.
'Sorry to wake you up, Quistis, but there is something I must ask of you immediately.'
'You sure it can't wait till morning? I was just getting to bed. I'm tired,' came the exhausted reply.
'I'm afraid it can't. I'm sorry, but I won't be here in the morning- Squall asked me to deliver some urgent papers to Esthar and Deling immediately, and I was wondering if you could please take a few classes tomorrow for me. I checked the schedule, and you only have two. These classes are really important, and I absolutely cannot call them off. They're all part of preparation for the big exam, you know. Please Quistis?'
Quistis almost screamed. She had been working all day today and yesterday, teaching and training, teaching and training; but Xu was her friend- she wouldn't ask this of her unless she was desperately and really needed this. Quistis could just imagine Xu discussing it with Cid.
'But what about my classes tomorrow?' Xu would have asked.
'Leave them to Quistis- she only has a few today. I'm sure she will take them for you,' would be the reply from Cid.
'Fine, no problem. Just you remember that you owe me big time.'
'Thank you Quistis! You're a lifesaver! Thanks heaps! Okay, bye!'
The phone clicked and Quistis hung up and got into her bed, settling down on her pillow. She sighed. She was tired. Tired of living the same thing every day; getting up, teaching classes, marking and preparing work, then going to bed. It was always the same. She was falling further and further behind schedule; She'd make up for it on her day off. Best get lots of sleep now- she had classes to teach the next day and probably one or two late night ones. Then her mind wandered onto something she tried to avoid. Just how empty her life really was. 'Get a grip, Trepe,' she chided herself. 'You should be happy! You have a wonderful job, a fan club, and friends who would do anything for you- you know that!' But why was it then that she felt so lonely? Her two best friends were happy- so why wasn't she? They lived similar lives, and they still managed to be happy. Now she had to fake her smile, laugh...happiness. Look at Selphie: Quistis almost never saw her un-happy, living in her little carefree world like nothing bad ever happened. Quistis rolled over onto her side. It doesn't matter anyway, she assured herself, but deep down inside she knew, that she was just being sucked into nothing.
'Hey, Zell!' Quistis murmured as she set her breakfast tray down next to his.
'Yo, Quis! 'Sup?' Zell grinned at her, making his tattoo shrink a little. It was so unfair that he could be so happy and carefree, when she felt constantly weighed down.
'Oh, nothing much. I have double classes today- Xu has to do some deliveries for Garden, and I got her lot.'
'Bumma...' came the reply from Zell as he started on a hotdog. How he could eat those things so early in the morning was beyond her.
'So, you still coming to my birthday party tonight? It's nothing special really...just punch and cake so far...y'know...a bit of a get together?'
'Wha...oh, yeah! Sorry, I guess I forgot, what with that other big party on downtown tonight. I'll come-but I may be a little bit late, though. I'm taking my girl to the big one on earlier.'
'Oh, that's cool. Tell Selphie and Irvine I'm changing the time from eight to nine, okay?' Zell nodded. Quistis sat back in her chair as she opened her folder of exams she didn't finish marking last night and looked around the cafeteria.
'Look at everyone's lives. They're so happy. Then she noticed a bunch of students crowded around one of the tables. Well, at least I have my Trepies.
They were conducting an official and exclusive 'Trepie' meeting. It appeared that one of them wanted to join the club that apparently didn't really want him. She had to smile at them, but wonder why they bothered on a fan club for her. The president looked around and caught sight of her suddenly. He turned bright red and then quickly turned his attention back onto his group, hoping that she hadn't noticed.
Well...they aren't that bad, I suppose...
The doors suddenly burst open, admitting a very tall figure flanked by his two usual cronies. A courier at the way he made his entrance so obvious might as well have announced him. The relaxed atmosphere of the cafeteria tightened into a slightly nervous one. The big man leaned across the counter and gave his order. His eyes traveled around the room, forcing faces to look away, before they came to rest on Zell, happily eating at one of his hot-dogs like nothing mattered to him at all. The man leered and Quistis narrowed her eyes. Seifer Alamsy, she thought to herself. Her one and truly great failure. He felt her staring at him and turned. This face was about the only one that didn't turn away nervously at the sight of him. He strode confidently towards her with that famous Seifer smirk plastered all over his handsome face, gray trench coat flaring about his ankles. She had to admit: Seifer was a very handsome man, better looking than Squall even, but sometimes his attitude could make him seem so repulsive, when he wasn't being just a downright prick. Seifer sneered and strode confidently towards their table. Zell still hadn't seen him.
'Hey, Chicken-wuss, I read somewhere that if a chicken eats hotdogs, then it can't lay any-'
'That's enough, Alamsy!' Quistis stood up boldly, her peach skirt swishing with the movement, her crystal-blue eyes focused fiercely on his arrogant emerald green ones.
'Well if it isn't the Ice Queen herself! Standing behind your woman, are you, Zell?' he asked nastily, voice spiked with sarcasm, eyes never straying from Quistis face. Zell flushed with anger and stood up too, fists ready. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the Trepie president tense, and his face redden.
'Damn you, Alamsy!' he spat out, 'I fight my own battles- and I don't make them because I have nothing else in my life. I mean other than ignoring the fact that I have an attitude problem.'
Seifer snarled at this and is eyes narrowed menacingly. He started saying another insult, but what it was, Quistis didn't know because she reflexively stood between them, putting on her best calm, Instructor's voice.
'Both of you grow up and stop acting like three-year olds! I suggest you both go and cool down or something, and stop being so immature!' She glared down at Zell and up at Seifer. The tension in the air was getting thicker. Then they both pulled away.
'Fine,' Seifer said as he turned his back on them both. She watched as Zell clenched and unclenched his fists, growling softly under his breath. She let out a sigh as Seifer collected his meal, thrust the money into the cafeteria lady's face, and stormed out of the room, with Ragin' and Fugin' close on is heels. What a waste of space, she thought to herself as she started on her breakfast. Zell muttered something about psychos and she forced herself to think about more pleasant things. Like her birthday party that was on soon. She smiled to herself. Gonna be my first in about four years, she reminisced.
Hope y'as all like it! Next chapter comin' up soon! By the way, I'm very much.how do you say 'computer language inarticulate' or something along those lines, so sorry about the way the doument is formatted R&R pleaz!
To See A Dream
Quistis sighed and sat back in her chair.
'Burning the midnight oil again eh, Instructor?' she asked herself aloud as she double-checked the SeeD written examinations. All but two students passed; it was much better than last time's five. She'd always felt obligated to protect her students and ensure that they passed. Quistis rubbed her tired eyes and yawned twice as the phone rang. Groaning, she picked up the receiver.
'Hello, Instructor Trepe speaking,' she said wearily. Xu's voice greeted her.
'Sorry to wake you up, Quistis, but there is something I must ask of you immediately.'
'You sure it can't wait till morning? I was just getting to bed. I'm tired,' came the exhausted reply.
'I'm afraid it can't. I'm sorry, but I won't be here in the morning- Squall asked me to deliver some urgent papers to Esthar and Deling immediately, and I was wondering if you could please take a few classes tomorrow for me. I checked the schedule, and you only have two. These classes are really important, and I absolutely cannot call them off. They're all part of preparation for the big exam, you know. Please Quistis?'
Quistis almost screamed. She had been working all day today and yesterday, teaching and training, teaching and training; but Xu was her friend- she wouldn't ask this of her unless she was desperately and really needed this. Quistis could just imagine Xu discussing it with Cid.
'But what about my classes tomorrow?' Xu would have asked.
'Leave them to Quistis- she only has a few today. I'm sure she will take them for you,' would be the reply from Cid.
'Fine, no problem. Just you remember that you owe me big time.'
'Thank you Quistis! You're a lifesaver! Thanks heaps! Okay, bye!'
The phone clicked and Quistis hung up and got into her bed, settling down on her pillow. She sighed. She was tired. Tired of living the same thing every day; getting up, teaching classes, marking and preparing work, then going to bed. It was always the same. She was falling further and further behind schedule; She'd make up for it on her day off. Best get lots of sleep now- she had classes to teach the next day and probably one or two late night ones. Then her mind wandered onto something she tried to avoid. Just how empty her life really was. 'Get a grip, Trepe,' she chided herself. 'You should be happy! You have a wonderful job, a fan club, and friends who would do anything for you- you know that!' But why was it then that she felt so lonely? Her two best friends were happy- so why wasn't she? They lived similar lives, and they still managed to be happy. Now she had to fake her smile, laugh...happiness. Look at Selphie: Quistis almost never saw her un-happy, living in her little carefree world like nothing bad ever happened. Quistis rolled over onto her side. It doesn't matter anyway, she assured herself, but deep down inside she knew, that she was just being sucked into nothing.
'Hey, Zell!' Quistis murmured as she set her breakfast tray down next to his.
'Yo, Quis! 'Sup?' Zell grinned at her, making his tattoo shrink a little. It was so unfair that he could be so happy and carefree, when she felt constantly weighed down.
'Oh, nothing much. I have double classes today- Xu has to do some deliveries for Garden, and I got her lot.'
'Bumma...' came the reply from Zell as he started on a hotdog. How he could eat those things so early in the morning was beyond her.
'So, you still coming to my birthday party tonight? It's nothing special really...just punch and cake so far...y'know...a bit of a get together?'
'Wha...oh, yeah! Sorry, I guess I forgot, what with that other big party on downtown tonight. I'll come-but I may be a little bit late, though. I'm taking my girl to the big one on earlier.'
'Oh, that's cool. Tell Selphie and Irvine I'm changing the time from eight to nine, okay?' Zell nodded. Quistis sat back in her chair as she opened her folder of exams she didn't finish marking last night and looked around the cafeteria.
'Look at everyone's lives. They're so happy. Then she noticed a bunch of students crowded around one of the tables. Well, at least I have my Trepies.
They were conducting an official and exclusive 'Trepie' meeting. It appeared that one of them wanted to join the club that apparently didn't really want him. She had to smile at them, but wonder why they bothered on a fan club for her. The president looked around and caught sight of her suddenly. He turned bright red and then quickly turned his attention back onto his group, hoping that she hadn't noticed.
Well...they aren't that bad, I suppose...
The doors suddenly burst open, admitting a very tall figure flanked by his two usual cronies. A courier at the way he made his entrance so obvious might as well have announced him. The relaxed atmosphere of the cafeteria tightened into a slightly nervous one. The big man leaned across the counter and gave his order. His eyes traveled around the room, forcing faces to look away, before they came to rest on Zell, happily eating at one of his hot-dogs like nothing mattered to him at all. The man leered and Quistis narrowed her eyes. Seifer Alamsy, she thought to herself. Her one and truly great failure. He felt her staring at him and turned. This face was about the only one that didn't turn away nervously at the sight of him. He strode confidently towards her with that famous Seifer smirk plastered all over his handsome face, gray trench coat flaring about his ankles. She had to admit: Seifer was a very handsome man, better looking than Squall even, but sometimes his attitude could make him seem so repulsive, when he wasn't being just a downright prick. Seifer sneered and strode confidently towards their table. Zell still hadn't seen him.
'Hey, Chicken-wuss, I read somewhere that if a chicken eats hotdogs, then it can't lay any-'
'That's enough, Alamsy!' Quistis stood up boldly, her peach skirt swishing with the movement, her crystal-blue eyes focused fiercely on his arrogant emerald green ones.
'Well if it isn't the Ice Queen herself! Standing behind your woman, are you, Zell?' he asked nastily, voice spiked with sarcasm, eyes never straying from Quistis face. Zell flushed with anger and stood up too, fists ready. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the Trepie president tense, and his face redden.
'Damn you, Alamsy!' he spat out, 'I fight my own battles- and I don't make them because I have nothing else in my life. I mean other than ignoring the fact that I have an attitude problem.'
Seifer snarled at this and is eyes narrowed menacingly. He started saying another insult, but what it was, Quistis didn't know because she reflexively stood between them, putting on her best calm, Instructor's voice.
'Both of you grow up and stop acting like three-year olds! I suggest you both go and cool down or something, and stop being so immature!' She glared down at Zell and up at Seifer. The tension in the air was getting thicker. Then they both pulled away.
'Fine,' Seifer said as he turned his back on them both. She watched as Zell clenched and unclenched his fists, growling softly under his breath. She let out a sigh as Seifer collected his meal, thrust the money into the cafeteria lady's face, and stormed out of the room, with Ragin' and Fugin' close on is heels. What a waste of space, she thought to herself as she started on her breakfast. Zell muttered something about psychos and she forced herself to think about more pleasant things. Like her birthday party that was on soon. She smiled to herself. Gonna be my first in about four years, she reminisced.
Hope y'as all like it! Next chapter comin' up soon! By the way, I'm very much.how do you say 'computer language inarticulate' or something along those lines, so sorry about the way the doument is formatted R&R pleaz!