Disclaimer : HAH! I'm not even gonna bother wit dis stupid thing!
Author's Note : hiya pplz, dis is da first fic i've written in this acnt an the first final fantasy fic. hmm...lesse it's a meaninless short fic. o yez, dis is right afta zell n squall n selfie pass da SeeD's
You Can't Have It All
I glanced at Zell, who was in the middle of beating up a punching bag. He had just passed the SeeD exams and I had just started training.
'This really sucks.' I thought grimly. 'Not only am I a Freak, which I don't completely mind, but nobody here even knows I exist.'
I went back to beating the shit out of my punching bag, with a little more force. Hoping to catch a little bit of Zell Dincht's attention, I threw myself at the bag, slamming my fist into the front.
"AAAaah!" I yelled, finally catching Zell's attention.
'Why me?' I thought in despair, gripping my fist with one hand, 'WHY ME?! How can this be happening?! I got Zell's attention all right. BUT IN THIS WAY?'
"You okay?" Zell asked.
"Just fine." I growled, slamming my fist into the bag and ignoring the pain.
The guy of my dreams nodded and walked out of the gym.
"No..." I whispered. 'This isn't supposed to happen, he's supposed to come over here, ask me if I'm really all right and then get to know me!' my mind cried out.
"That's not how it happens..." I mumbled bitterly. "All these people have dreams and only the popular ones have their dreams come true." I hissed in disgust. "How unfair can this get?"
Let me tell you a few things about myself. I'm a freak. I like being a freak. I think being a freak is good. You're not the same as everybody else and I love being like this. But I can't have it all. There are some things freakiness can't buy. And that would be Zell.
I wiped a tear from my eye and walked out of the exit...without Zell...without him even knowing who I was. Without my dreams coming true as I'd planned and imagined. I was just another girl to him. Another freak who just happened to be at the Gardens.
Dreams really don't come true. Everybody dreams and plans things to happen, but they're dreams are constantly smashed. Dreams don't come true. But I can still dream, can't I?
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I kno i kno short n stupid, but that's jus typical meh. anywayz, the whole purppose o dis story wuz to jus say that a lotta ppl dream n stuff but they will neva come true...
snowpuff12@hotmail.com
Author's Note : hiya pplz, dis is da first fic i've written in this acnt an the first final fantasy fic. hmm...lesse it's a meaninless short fic. o yez, dis is right afta zell n squall n selfie pass da SeeD's
You Can't Have It All
I glanced at Zell, who was in the middle of beating up a punching bag. He had just passed the SeeD exams and I had just started training.
'This really sucks.' I thought grimly. 'Not only am I a Freak, which I don't completely mind, but nobody here even knows I exist.'
I went back to beating the shit out of my punching bag, with a little more force. Hoping to catch a little bit of Zell Dincht's attention, I threw myself at the bag, slamming my fist into the front.
"AAAaah!" I yelled, finally catching Zell's attention.
'Why me?' I thought in despair, gripping my fist with one hand, 'WHY ME?! How can this be happening?! I got Zell's attention all right. BUT IN THIS WAY?'
"You okay?" Zell asked.
"Just fine." I growled, slamming my fist into the bag and ignoring the pain.
The guy of my dreams nodded and walked out of the gym.
"No..." I whispered. 'This isn't supposed to happen, he's supposed to come over here, ask me if I'm really all right and then get to know me!' my mind cried out.
"That's not how it happens..." I mumbled bitterly. "All these people have dreams and only the popular ones have their dreams come true." I hissed in disgust. "How unfair can this get?"
Let me tell you a few things about myself. I'm a freak. I like being a freak. I think being a freak is good. You're not the same as everybody else and I love being like this. But I can't have it all. There are some things freakiness can't buy. And that would be Zell.
I wiped a tear from my eye and walked out of the exit...without Zell...without him even knowing who I was. Without my dreams coming true as I'd planned and imagined. I was just another girl to him. Another freak who just happened to be at the Gardens.
Dreams really don't come true. Everybody dreams and plans things to happen, but they're dreams are constantly smashed. Dreams don't come true. But I can still dream, can't I?
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I kno i kno short n stupid, but that's jus typical meh. anywayz, the whole purppose o dis story wuz to jus say that a lotta ppl dream n stuff but they will neva come true...
snowpuff12@hotmail.com