-1Read with an open mind and remember…we all have a little 'fan-girl' inside of us XD
Throwing my school bag and coat across to the dining room table I raced up stairs to the airing cupboard and grabbed the softest towel I could find. I wrapped it around my sopping brunette hair. Thankfully I wasn't one to obsess over such trivial things.
However there was one thing I did obsess about…
Eagerly making my way into my room, I cracked open the window to listen to the hammering rain falling through the huge oak in my back garden.
I sighed and scrambled to the end of my bed, reaching up to the shelves to grab my favourite escape. A world I could probably live through forever in…
Final Fantasy X.
I plugged in my PS2 that was gathering dust on it's mechanical death-bed. If it weren't for my absolute favourite video games and the handy ability of being able to play DVDs on it I wouldn't have any loyalty towards the black, hunk of technology.
For a moment I hesitated, all day a strange atmosphere hung in the air. It didn't seem dangerous just strange. The television screen flickered to life and the dramatic chords of the game's theme, To Zanarkand, filled my room. I sat quietly for a moment, letting the melody and the sounds of fresh rainfall wash over me.
I guess I was strange like that.
I glanced out of my window and out at the silver sky; even in this boring reality there was always some beauty to be…
What the sassafras is THAT doing there!?
Something that couldn't be described as anything else other than a Blitzball (!) had bounded into my unkempt back garden. I couldn't take my eyes off it for a few moments.
A B-L-I-T-Z-B-A-L-L!
Freaky coincidence!
Then I was racing down the stairs and out into the storming rain.
'Whoop! Free Final Fantasy merchandise…unless it belongs to someone…?"
I scanned my neighbours gardens on my tip-toes, peering over their wooden fences but I could see no one. I turned my attention to the blue and white ball before me. Crouching slowly, I picked it up (perhaps being slightly melodramatic) and a huge grin spread across my face.
SQUEE!
I took the stairs two at a time, running to the beat of 'I have a Blitzball, I have a Blitzball!' I cleaned it off quickly in the bathroom sink then returned to my room where the game was repeating it's into again. As soon as I had stepped through my door frame I felt a magnetic force between the ball and the television.
I stopped dead in my tracks.
'There wouldn't be a magnet inside…would there?' I thought shakily.
I extended my arms a bit, testing the strength of the "magnet". It seemed to get stronger the closer the ball got to the shelf with my ancient PS2 and T.V.
I took a few hesitant steps forwards, intrigued by my new discovery.
Suddenly!
Nothing.