Hey I'm FaerieQueenFreya42. I've been trying to wrtite a good Final Fantasy VIII story.

Author's note: I own a copy of the game Final Fantasy VIII, and My favorite Character is Squall Leonhart, but I don't not own him.

Blossoms in the Moonlight

By: FaerieQueenFreya42

Chapter One: Balamb-A new place

I open my tired Blue-Gray eyes. Sleep crusting up the edge of my eyes. Thick strands of my light mahogany hair fallen in my face. It takes a couple of minutes for my brain to start working and register where I am again. I'm using a ship or submarine or whatever to get to Balamb Harbor. I move a hand to rub sleep from my eyes when I realize someone put a dark brown, fleece blanket around me. While I was sleeping last night. No sign of who did the "daring" deed. I look around from my dark corner that I sentenced myself to; ignoring the fact that my ass in numb to the touch.

Little pockets of conversation popping up everywhere. Making me wish that I had some form of a personal music player to block out the unwanted noise around me. I grab my midnight black messenger bag from my left with out even looking or even thinking. I flip the flap over and rummage through it to find a paper of registration and directions to where I'm suppose to go; Balamb Garden may it be called. The piece of paper telling me to ride the ship that I'm on until I reach a city called Balamb, and wait for someone to take me to the place called Balamb Garden.

I've heard of Gardens. They're the type of school that trains people in ways to protect themselves in difficult situations and in many different ways. I look around the area that I'm in; just to take in the look of the place. I have nothing better to do. It's poorly lite with no signs of a single window in the least bit of sense or to be seen. I wonder why I'm going to Balamb Garden? Runs through my head over and over; countless times like a broken record that has a scratch and can't read to the next note right. What would a place like Balamb Garden want anything to do with a low-life, seventeen-year-old. orphan, young adult that has to place to go? I have nothing against them or anything I just find it very confusing that's all. People walk by; not noticing that I'm here. Which perfectly fine with me. I like to be alone. Only lightly do I wish that I had someone that I could talk to or something to distract me. I have no one to call me by name; it's a lonely existence. I often think that I'll forget if no one says it or if I don't remind myself. I have to call myself by name each morning to make sure that I don't forget it. I'm not around people all that much you see. My eyes unconsciously study how each and every person looks, moves, speaks, and how their personality might leaks into each classification. It's really boring, but it's something to do.

"Next stop Balamb Harbor. I repeat: Next stop Balamb Harbor." Someone over the speaker system announces. My brain start to function like a normal person's and I find a piece of blank paper and a pencil. Finding a hard surface so that the words don't get all mushed an intangible.

Thank you

Who ever borrowed me this.

It was very kind of you.

Truly Yours

the Passenger in the dark Corner.

I fold the paper after quickly and neatly folding the fleece blanket. I place the paper onto the folded mound of cloth. I stand throwing my messenger bag over my shoulder in the process. The way that makes it hard for someone to steal it from you. Taking the folded mound in my arms I begin to wounder around to possibly find the exit and a place the blanket that the rightful owner might find it. I also look for something to eat. I haven't eaten since like two days ago. My stomach growls in protest of my movements not liking having to use energy that it doesn't have to burn. My loosely tied combat boots light clomp against the titanium plated floor. Creating a light echo getting louder as it bounces from wall to wall through out the empty hallway. It's quickly filled with an eerie quiet that makes you think that someone is following you. I often think that it's Death following coming to collect my soul, simply because my time on Earth is up. I don't find the exit or a place to get food for my hungry stomach, but I do find a place that maybe one of the ships workers would find it and return it to it's owner, which ever. It doesn't matter, just as long as it's found.

"Miss, the entrance is this way. You're getting off at Balamb Harbor, aren't you?" A male voice resounds from behind me sending an unconscious jolt up my back. Only because he caught me off guard. I look at him from over my shoulder before completely turning around to face him. Messy short dirty blond hair. Dressed in either whatever is the working uniform for the ship or it's a military uniform or something else entirely. His sand eyes filled with an emotion that I know I've seen before, but I just simply can't remember it.

"Are you getting off at Balamb Harbor?" He ask me and I nod reluctantly. "Come this way please." I follow him despite the fact that he never said that he new where the exit is. I just following him hoping that he's taking me where I want to go. I just guessing that he knows otherwise her wouldn't have asked where if I was getting off at Balamb harbor. I follow without a word while also fight the deadly feeling of uneasiness. It twist in my stomach telling me that this guy that I don't even know isn't right. After a few confusing turns that makes you feel like you're in a maze that he's leading me farther and farther away from the place that I want to go. What is he thinking? What does he possibly think that he can do to me? Runs through my head as I fight the burning urge to hit him.

"Where are you taking me?" I manage to ask. My nerves acting against my will and it's pissing me off. My body is acting like it should with a stranger like this, but my brain starts thinking of ways to protect myself if he were to do this or do that. He turns around at the sound of my voice. His sand eyes fill with evil intentions that he was hoping that I wouldn't pick up on. With all the force that he can manage with out "hurting" me he pins me against the wall. His sandy eyes fiercer than before and my head starts to think of evil doings all of them getting worse to the point that it ends in my death every second that he doesn't move. The weird thing is that my heartbeat doesn't pick up in pace. I also don't feel the least bit afraid. He puts his rough right hand over my mouth to stop screams that won't arrive. His other hands gropes my breast and slowly slides down my form to the top hem of my pants. The feeling of disgust fill my gut.

"Your going to stay quiet and do as I tell you." he demands of me. The hand that's over my mouth moves to my neck to gently cradle it. His other hand starts to slide beneath the cloth and underneath my pants. With out thinking and just acting on impulse as well as survival instincts; I bite down on his hand. I break the skill and the irony not very pleasant taste of blood fills my mouth. I've gotten into so many fights int the past that I'm used to the metallic taste of blood and use that as a driving force. With even more effort than I meant to I knee him in the groin. See what I mean by using the blood as a driving force. I watch as he falls and stare as he cries out in pain. I fight to keep the blood-lust fury at bay. A simple side effect of the blood. It'll ware off in a few seconds.

"Blind." I whisper under my breath. A black form a cloud like smoke covers the males vision almost as soon as the word is out of my mouth.

"Why. Can't I see?" He asks as the spell takes effect. I take a few steps back to make sure that I stay just our of his reach. I don't need him attacking me like that again. Even though I just as easily get him off me like I didn't before, but I would have to avoid blood or else I might actually go into a blood-lust fury. I don't need that, even though right now it would simply be my word against his. Me I was simply acting out of self defense. I just simply know a few spells that can help me along the way. No big deal. The idea of running and leaving him behind almost brings a laugh to my lips.

"Esuna. Shell." I say and an aqua blue light emanates around the man taking away the black cloud of darkness; while a blood red colored light finds it's simple way around me in the shape of a perfect sphere completely covering me in it's protective light.

"Protect. Reflect." I chant. A light blue light moves in the shape of a perfectly round shield covering me from the bottom of my chin to my knees. An emerald green light with flame yellow edgings creates a caved out shield in the front of me. Protecting me from head to toe. The man notices that me can see and that I'm still there due to the light that casted a small shadow dance on the metallic walls around us. He looks at me with a glare of pure fury and rage set upon his features.

"Bitch! You'll pay for that!" He shouts at me. He regains his footing and charges at me blindly. He runs into two of the three protective fields that I've put up. Apparently he hasn't dealt with magic before because of what just happened as exhibit A in my evidence of how much an idiot this guys is. This talent of mine might be part of the reason why I'm going to Balamb. The training school of tough warriors for cheep, by the sounds of it.

"Don't try to fight me. You won't win." I say. He tries again with the same exact result. I find it kind of sad that he doesn't get it when he can't touch me. I even threaten and he still doesn't get it.

"Silence." I say the sound of death and destruction clinging to the sound of my voice. This guy is really pissing me off. He stops mid-stride and tries to say an insult, but nothing seems to come out. I stifle a giggle with some effort needed and I start to walk away. I head in the direction that should and will take me to the exit. The man that attacked me; stalking silently behind me. I can still tell that he's there. I lived to long on my own to really deal with something like this. I should have killed him and left him there to be found by one of the staff through inspection. My hand prints long since stale and I'm not it the government system so they wouldn't be able to find me no matter what. The best part would have been there wouldn't be an witnesses to say that it was me that did it. They would most likely find me, but the incident would be long since dead in my head so I couldn't tell them anything about what happened. The pictures might bring it back though, But I think I'll take my chances. The Protections that I've put of starts to fade away in shimmers. When I least expect it and I'm almost to a crowd of people he grabs my neck with both of his hands. His grip tight enough to cut of the air current to my lungs. The feeling of hatred baring in my back.

"You'll pay for not listening!" He shouts at me; hurting the inside of my ear to the point I think it might bleed. He shout echoes down the hall becoming louder as it gets closer to the crowd of people shrouded in light. His hands tighten around my neck making a gasp of escaping air pass between my lips. My legs trying to kick his as he stands behind me, but he doesn't appear to be within reach. Which doesn't help my current situation.

"You will die with no one to save you. Not even yourself." he shouts loudly and demandingly in my ear. Making it feel like it's going to bleed even more. I struggle for breath to get into my lungs. I start to see a thin fog cover my eyes as I begin to feel light headed. I can feel my heart beat slow with the lack of oxygen in my system.

"Hey!" Another male voice rings down the hall. A male taller than me that I guess is the owner of the voice comes into view. Light Blond hair gelled up in the front to look like disorderly spikes and the rest gelled smoothly back nice and orderly. An nice shade of ordinary blue eyes. The correct color of the sky. An awesome black tattoo that look like vines or even possibly veins on the left side of his face. A blue short sleeved jacket unzipped revealing a black t-shirt. Ordinary blue denim Bermuda shorts cutting off just below his knees. Black and blood red styled tennis shoes. Along with red flamed black fingerless gloved hands ready to fight at a moments notice. It's obvious that he fights with his fist. He hops from one foot to the other like a boxer in the ring, but his eyes marked for the man that's currently holding my life in his hands.

"You have nothing to do with this!" The man still holding my neck shouts starting to make my head pound with extensive pain and suffering. Why couldn't I be a boy? At times like this it wouldn't happen and I could be saving a helpless girl. Just like the guy in front of me, but her currently isn't doing anything that could be of help. Searching with my feet when I pick up the sound of feet moving behind me and find his feet. Lacing each of my feet around each of his I have him pinned to the spot with hopes that gravity won't kick in and he'll fall forwards or backwards. Using only a very small fraction of my actual strength I elbow him in the gut. He frees me of his grasp and back away gasping for the air I knocked out of him. I kick him to the floor not thinking about the trouble that I might be getting myself into, but it's obvious that it's out of self defense either way. I kick him to the floor. I pounce on him without a second thought drawing one of my daggers from my boot. I hold the knife roughly in my hand as I hold the sharpened edge gingerly against the skin of his throat. Strands of my light mahogany hair pooling over my shoulder creating clumped pools on the man's chest.

"If you wish to continue living you will stop what you're doing immediately and get a better life for yourself." I tell him and he nods in responds not daring me to press the dagger any harder than it should against his skin. After a moment of studying his eyes to make sure that he was telling the truth I stand up while also replacing the dagger to it's hiding spot in my boot. I swipe the stray strands of hair back into their rightful spot. The man runs off not looking over his shoulder to make sure that I'm out of view. I hear a clapping sound from behind me and I remember the Blondy from a little bit ago. I turn around and look at him not bothering to look over my shoulder and I start to cough to regain the breath that I didn't think about fight for. I look at him when I recover and breathing normally. After getting ride of the mask of concern for my health the look of astonishment plasters itself to his simply shocked face.

"What?" I ask him not caring about chivalry. That can jump out a window for all I care at this point. I'm done with taking shit for the day. I look at him unconsciously with hate filled eyes and he eyes me back.

"Nothing, besides are you Junnu... Junnu... Junnu something-"

"Junnuichi Takawashi?"

"Yeah, that's the one!" He says snapping his fingers and then clapping his hands together, hard by the sound of it, but he doesn't seem to notice any pain that should have shot up his hand like it would for a normal person.

"What do you want of me?"

"I'm here to pick you up and escort you to Balamb Garden." He says. I look at him in blank astonishment that he even knew the word escort nonetheless actually knows what it means.

"First of all. Who are you?" I ask crossing my arms over my chest and putting all my wait on one leg. My feet remain unmoving from their spot on the floor. I don't walk of with strangers even if they do know my name and say that they have to take me to the place that I need to go. It's all ways been a rule of mine. Never trust strangers completely until they prove that they're OK and won't do anything that can get you hurt or even possibly killed. I've been in to many situations and most of them ended me a spot in the hospital that I don't like strangers unless I know them. That's it now more to add.

"I'm Zell Dincht. A member of SeeD from Balamb Garden. Now may I escort you back to my school?" He ask me in a very trusting voice. I guess I can just let him get is job done. I guess this is the only way that I'll know for sure if he's good or bad. His eyes flash to the darkness behind me as another guy starts to show up behind me the actual guy that attacked me before. I guess in all the rush I didn't realize that the dude that attacked me wasn't the right one. Well in the midst of battle observations are kind of hard to make.

"Thunder." I say and a bolt of lightning appears from the celling and strikes the guy behind me. He falls to the ground like a burnt cinder. The smell of rotting burning flesh reaches my nose, but I've smelt it so many times before that I don't even notice it anymore. Zell brings his arm to his nose to block the onslaught of the smell. I walk towards and past Zell without a word. My boots echoing down the hall following the shocking echoing sound of thunder. I find the light of day. I'm ever so happy to see it again, but going a few days with out looking at daylight my eyes squint with pain. Like I said staying in a place like a ship will do it to you. Next time I'm traveling by train no matter the cost. My eyes can't handle that anymore. I'll go blind in no time flat.

Zell meets me outside the ship after my eyes have adjusted to the light. He looks at me in surprise I guess because he must of thought that I was just going to leave him behind to find Balamb Garden by myself. Without a word I follow him through the city of Balamb. I study the city recognizing some of the shops and restaurants. Wishing that I could by a weapon or two to protect myself in battle along with some items. So that I won't die that easily during battle either. Zell chats away about how the school is the best of the best and how good of a school that Balamb Garden is. I just want to throw up. It just makes me feel disgusted at it all. But I has a small chance of actually being a good school if I let it be so, but I just have a bit of a problem with being open minded about things. I always see the good a bad but my heart and brain usually aim towards the bad. That way if it turns out good I'll be happy, but if it turns out bad then I'm not the least bit disappointed.

"Balamb's taught me responsibility." Is one of the few things that he says that actually catches my attention. I just roll my eyes at the comment and bury it someplace in the way back of my mind. Not caring that it's taught him responsibility. I look up prom the cement bricked road to as we approach the entrance/exit of the city called Balamb. A tall skinny girl with about shoulder length medium brown hair that swishes up at the ends. A yellow overall dress that cut off at her thigh. Brown clothed boots that cut off at her mid-calf. Along with Gigantic Nunchaku strapped to her back. Emerald green eyes that hold only pure innocents and gentleness.

She stands at one end of the entrance while a tall male stands at the other side of the entrance. His hair a rusty red-brown color long and held in a ponytail at the nape of his neck behind his head. A long drench coat that touches his ankles in a puke yellow color. Brown leather cowboy styled boats as they crawl up his legs. A matching cowboy hat at atop his rounded head. Baggy cowboy styled pant with a "V" at the knee. The upper part a light tan color, the bottom a more darker tan color. Both colors not quite tan yet. A dark chocolate brow "V" neck shirt. His eyes color very close to being a smoky gray color.

"Irvine! Selphie!" Zell shout after them. They turn at look at him. A lighter emotion than the ones that were on their face appears. He did say something very quickly about SeeD members being split into Three Man Squads for missions despite the location that the mission is to take place. It's just like the field exam that SeeD candidates have to take in order to officially become a SeeD member. As he shouts he uses one hand to magnify his words while with the other he points at me. When we reach them we stop to take a breather.

"Junnu... Junnu..." He tries to say with no success what's to ever to be seen.

"Junnuichi." I say for him.

"Yeah! Junnuichi, this is Irvine Kinneas and Selphie Tilmitt. They're my other squad members." Zell says eying Irvine suspiciously. What's he's so worried about? What could Irvine possibly do that would make Zell so suspicious of him. I study Irvine's posture and I realize that he looks like the kind of guy that acts all aloof and tough and maybe even misunderstood. When in fact he isn't. He's really a normal person that weak and understood by those around him, as well as very sociable. He does all of this just to get women. That's degrading of a person. Also that cowboy motif that he has isn't working to is advantage in fact it should drive women away from him.

I study Selphie next. She looks like a very sociable and energetic type of person that you just can't help, but like from first glance. The strong hint of learned responsibility shows in her stance. I guess that what Zell say about Garden teaching him responsibility wasn't a lie for the most part. It shows in her outfit that she doesn't need fancy cloths or really anything to be a flashy type of person. I like that kind of person. I think I'll be able to get along with Selphie without any trouble on my part. I eye the ancient looking shotgun strapped to Irvine's back. I've wanted to use a gun as a main weapon, but it became to much mostly because of all that ammo that I would have to carry around. But I've learned how to use that weapon as well as many others years ago when I was still little.

Zell looks like the kind of person that's willing to fight anyone, but only for a good cause. It shows that he knows when and what's the right thing to fight for and when and what isn't the right thing to fight for. It shows with the tattoo on the side of his face that he was once different -irresponsible I guess. Different from how he is now. He's actually responsibility because he made sure that I stayed on track and didn't let me wonder off on my own. Zell's eyes soften when they rest upon Selphie to a point that it's sweet, but not to the point of being sickening that you want to throw up.

"Selphie, Irvine, this is Junnu..., well you know her name." Zell says trying to say my name again. I have to say he's pretty good for trying even though he's only gotten it once. I give him and "E" for Effort.

"If you want to call me "Jun" instead it's fine. I answer more to "Jun" than "Junnuichi" anyway." I say in the friendliest voice that I can bring up. I usually don't have to worry about being friendly, but now I do. I think I see Zell heave a heavy sigh of relief. To tell you the truth. I've always thought that "Junnuichi" was to long of a first name so I shortened it to "Jun" for the benefit of the people around me that can't pronounce my real name.

"June?" He asks. I close my eyes not trying to let the anger or any of my emotions rule at this point. I know that he'll get it sooner or later.

"Minus the "E", Zell. J-U-N. It's like cutting off the "nuichi" off of "Junnuichi."" I explain to him and I hear Selphie giggle in my right ear indicating where she is. I turn my head to look at her funny.

"Zell has trouble with long names like "Junnuichi". But the way that you pronounce your nickname is just as confusing for him. But it's also easier." Selphie explains to me. Her explanation followed by another high pitched giggle. She sounds smart and in my eyes she even looks smart. She can pull off looking smart no matter what she wears. I notice that by the way that Selphie spoke of Zell. I take I that Zell and Selphie are a couple. Which would explain the weird look that Zell gave Irvine when we first showed up. It all makes since now. Zell's just playing the part of a protective boyfriend, which is very sweet of him. It's obvious that he loves Selphie with all his heart as does Selphie for Zell.

"Aren't you guys suppose to show me the way to Balamb Garden?" I ask after a long moment of pure eerie silence. The kind of silence that I don't personally like, but what can I do to break it? Irvine Straightens his hat even thought it didn't need it and claps his brown leather fingerless gloved hands together. Does that mean he's ready to get things done or what?

"Then lets get going." He says in a lightened voice. I guess trying to break the silence as well. We unconsciously split up into pairs. Zell and Selphie five feet in front of Irvine and me. We watch as they walk hand in hand talking as the disappear into their own little romantic world that's truly cute. I'm happy they have each other.

"So have you ever been to a place like Balamb Garden before?" Irvine asks trying to seem sociable, but he's already put up that fact act of his that I mentioned earlier. I shrug.

"Sure. I've toured Trabia Garden, but they're still under construction from the missile that was launched on it a few years ago. I've also toured Galbadia Garden, but the place was too confusing. I've never actually attended a Garden before, but I have seen them." I say with another lazy shrug. Now that I think about it there's a Galbadia accent in Irvine's voice that I'm sure will never go away.

"I hope you like tough-"

"Act like yourself. I can see right through that act of yours. You've just meet a girl that won't bite. And yes I like tough challenges, that's all I ever get." I nearly snap at him. But it's all true. I've run into so many guys like Irvine that they can just stand there and I can tell if they're acting or not. Why do men do that just to get women? It's dishonest and disgusting. Those thoughts have more often than not run through my head, I can't stand it. Will I ever find a respectable guy like Zell that doesn't already have a wife or a girlfriend? I don't like cheating in any form, but I know more often than not I cheat in a fight, but every fight that I've gotten into are life or death situations. If I didn't win those I wouldn't be alive today. There have a been a few times that I was close to dieing and those were the times that I ended up in the hospital for about a week at a time. I have scars that just refuse to heal so now I'm a girl that a guy won't want to have as a lover despite that they know what I'm truly like.

I have more often than not thought about my biological parents. I've mostly though of countless reasons that they don't have me. Like my dad was already married while having an affair with my mother and my mother couldn't keep because she simply couldn't afford it. Or maybe my mother was to young to have and keep me, so she gave me up to hopefully find me again and have me as her child. Stuff like that and I began to exaggerate a little. Like my mother was a magic user and my father was a sword user and they died trying to protect me from a very dangerous threat. I have also thought: They don't want me. They were happy to get ride of me. Which often leads to thoughts that me further down into a suicidal depression. But I've never tried to kill myself it's just stupid to do something like that.

"Takawashi, are you OK?" Irvine ask me out of no where. I blink and return from the depressing fantasy world that I put myself in. I look up from the gray paved road at Zell. Selphie, and Irvine. I realize that the three of them are looking at me. Concern plastered to their faces; a normal reaction to something. Then I realize that tears have escaped from my eyes. Do I find not having parents that never wanted me so saddening that I cried without knowing it? I'm just s weak person that nobody will like if they knew everything about me.

"I'm fine." I say trying to sound convincing while also rubbing the tears away with the Navy-Blue sleeve of my shirt. I laugh out loud at my stupidity of letting those thoughts slip from my iron grip and letting my emotionless mask that I put up so easily so many years ago slip under such unneeded and uncircumstantial chances. Also in front of people I just meet about twenty... twenty-five minutes ago. I also noticed that I've stopped moving dead in my tracks. I need to pay attention more.

"Are you sure that your OK?" Selphie asks gently and in a motherly tone as she places a light hand on my shoulder. I feel loved from just that one single touch.

"I told you I'm fine." I explain them in a voice that I didn't even know I could use. How long since I've actually been around caring people? Selphie looks at Zell from over her shoulder and gives him a look that makes my stomach turn with pain. They look at each other with caring and loving eyes which just turns the dagger in my stomach more and causing me more pain. So much to the point that I think I might puke. Irvine joins Zell's side after the three of them have a small conversation together. The two of them start to walk about five feet in front of us. Having their own little conversation.

"Jun, there's something wrong. You don't have to tell me, but I just want you to know that I'm someone that you can talk to." Selphie explains to me in a very friendly and nice voice. Like I might fall and break apart on her. Do I really look that fragile to them? I can pick that she's worried about me and it isn't fake that most of the time or with someone else it would be. Selphie has a very calming and caring aura that people want to be around. I used to have a friend that had the same type of aura, but we got separated a few years back. There was a monster attack on the place town the orphanage that I was staying at was and during the chaos I got separated from everyone else never to see them again. She was the only one that could completely get rid of the emotionless mask that I made and see the real Junnuichi in action. I honestly can't remember I ever really should my emotions to anyone. I've just acted like this emotionless doll that has a mind of her own. But she was never really allowed to come out and play with people because the puppeteer that was really behind everything is afraid to show her true colors because the instead to you let your guard down you get hurt and she doesn't want that to ever happen again. Not now that she has the puppet completely mastered. So why not let the puppet live my life instead of me? I mean I'll be less hurt if she lives and stays in action while I control her and have her do whatever I please. Is what the puppeteer side of me often thinks and it's all true.

"I can see that, but it's just I doesn't feel right telling you my about my pain just yet. Maybe I'll be more willing as I get to know you more." I explain to her the best that I can to her and she seems to understand my mixed up words. We walk rest of the way in silence it feels calming now that I can have my mind free to wounder just as so long that it doesn't wonder in the right direction. Irvine, Zell, and Selphie each having their own reaction as we draw closer to the school. Irvine happy to return and have his chance with another girl that would most likely bite his fake act of being aloof, misunderstood, and what not. Zell happy to just return to the one place that has taught him so many things and he's grateful for it. As well as joyful to return to his dorm and possibly get some sleep. Selphie just appears content about returning to the school and being able to talk to her friends. I don't know what to feel. I hope I'll like it here, or won't I like it here? Our feet carry us all step by step closer to Balamb Garden. I watch as a giant shadow starts to take shape in the grass and on the paved path. Stars start to shine in the sky as the sun goes to sleep; as the day comes to an end. The normally green green grass is dyed hues of oranges, reds, pinks, and gentle yellows. It fill my heart to the extent that I think I might burst at the seams not knowing what to really feel, but also feeling everything at once.

"June,... Look." I hear Selphie say her voice soft and gentle like the wind could easily break it to shreds with out even breaking a sweat. I follow her extended arm to her finger as it points the the beautiful structure that the people call Balamb Garden. The place seems ten stories high in she wonderful shapes of giant bubbles. Wonderfully decorated with insignias and symbols I guess to protect it. Strips of gold and watery blue find it's way randomly around the building. I've done research, but never seen any pictures which makes me glad that I didn't find any. Any pictures that could have been take couldn't compare to the actual beauty of the structure. The main color of the building is a clear almost translucent silver, yet it's thick so that you can't see inside. The sun sparkles of the colors shooting rainbows in different directions that makes it look even more beautiful.

"Ready to join the rest of the students?" Selphie asks in voice that's almost seductive like a vampires, but still human. Irvine and Zell stare at me with happy content looks on their faces. Selphie holds out a hand to me. A few seconds later Irvine and Zell join in and offer me their hands. I feel like I've finally met people that won't destroy me for who I truly am. It feel like I'm around loving and caring friends. I try to take each of their hands as the slowly lead me rest of the way to the entrance of the building that will become my school. I think I'll really love this place. I mean who couldn't love it. And this isn't the end. I know it.

THis is the end of the first chapter. Hope to have chapter two done for you soon.