Chapter 1 Reek of 1337



Neighborhood: The houses are arranged very neatly, after a certain town.

Cloud's story

Cloud groaned loudly as he sat up in bed. Reaching over, he switched off the alarm clock that had so rudely pulled him from sleep. He heard a rushed voice from the kitchen. "Cloud, honey, you're gonna be late!" He looked over at the clock, which to his dismay, read 7:45. "Mom!" He yelled, jumping out of bed and pulling on yesterday's pants and an oversized sweatshirt, "Can you gimme a ride?" He stuffed his feet into his shoes and ran out the bedroom door. His mother scurried past. "No, you gotta walk." With that, she grabbed her purse and ran out the door. Cloud flopped his arms against his sides. /Shit/ It was his first day at school- at a NEW school- and he was going to be late. "I need a car." His eye fell on the skateboard perched neatly against his bedroom wall; the only neat thing in there. Smiling, he grabbed the vessel and headed out the front door.

Cloud opened the door to the office and looked around. A young, blonde red-haired secretary looked up from behind her desk and smiled. "You're not allowed to have those in school, hun." She pointed to the scraped up board in his hand. "I can't let you keep it in your locker, neither." She had a nasal voice, and a strong Coral accent. Cloud ignored her comment and walked up to her desk. "I uh.I'm new here." He warily held out his hand and shifted feet. "Cloud Strife. I moved here from Nibelheim." The secretary smiled and removed her thin glasses. Taking his hand, she pulled out a rules and regulations sheet from a drawer. "Read this. The talk to the principal about your skateboard, hun." He nodded and let go of her hand, looking for a sign pointing to the principal's office.

Principal Shin-Ra stood up to shake Cloud's hand. "How are ya, boy? Have a seat." Cloud shook the principal's hand, and sat down. The fat man chuckled, and took his seat. "I assume Miss Allison gave you the papers you needed." Cloud held them up and nodded. Mr. Shin-Ra smiled. "Alright then." He flipped through a stack of papers. "You've been assigned to homeroom 211, with Ms. Nuela. Your guide's name is Reno, here's your schedule, and your pants are inappropriate."