Chapter 1: Roommates

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Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters, neither do I own the premise of the story as this is a New Girl based AU.


As he opened the door he found himself tightly shutting his eyes and hoping that it wasn't another weirdo that had read Irvine's message on the Balamb Board's website. It was true that they were in desperate need of a roommate, but he had no idea of how many weirdos came to their door to get 'interviewed' by them only to get turned away within five minutes of them asking questions - but this he wasn't expecting.

There she sat, on their living room, telling the tale of how she had caught her boyfriend cheating at her while she planned a strip tease surprise for their sixth year anniversary and talking about how sad she was and how she enjoys watching chick flicks while bundled up in the couch.

'Talk about a punch line,' he thought to himself as she blinked her incredibly huge eyes at him.

"That being said, I reaaaaally would love to live here!" She chirped as she looked around the huge pent house, "I mean, look at this place! It's huge! And you guys get amazing light in here! It would be perfect for my job if I could move in here with you guys." She finished smiling and he found himself sighing and rolling his eyes.

Irvine leaned forward and smiled at her, "So, Ms. Heartilly," he said as she moved her eyes to meet his, "What did you say your job was?"

She grinned at him and crossed her legs, the tea length dress she was wearing flouncing as she smoothed the wrinkles on it. "I didn't say, but just so you know I'm a professional photographer. I mainly work with models from my best friend's company, but I usually-"

She couldn't bring herself to finish her sentence before she was rudely interrupted by Irvine, "Did I hear right? Did you just say 'models'?" The red head chirped as his eyes lit up with a hint of mischievousness and he looked at both of his roommates.

"Irvine… No." Squall, who had been scowling by his end of the sofa cut in and looked at him straight in the eye, "Don't be getting any ideas."

Irvine was a good looking guy, in her honest opinion, and he seemed full of himself, she knew she had would win his favor with the mention of models and she wasn't wrong, now it was all a matter of convincing the other two. The blonde one wouldn't prove as much of a challenge as the brunette… she knew that he'd be the most difficult one as soon as she saw him after opening the door.

"What do you think, Almasy?" Irvine moved to look at the blonde sitting to the right side of the couch.

"I… I wouldn't know…" He said as he kept on eyeing her, "I think we need a meeting. Would you excuse us for a second?" He stood up and bowed his head as he started walking to the bathroom and Squall sighed, rolling his eyes and standing up to stretch and follow as Irvine followed the blonde and she could've sworn he was skipping and she could hear the door to the bathroom being shut.

Slowly she got up and silently followed them, prying an ear close to the door and making sure she wouldn't make a single noise to listen to their conversation.

"No, just no, Irvine." She heard Squall cut in and Irvine moan in protest.

"Almasy! Say something!" Irvine begged as the blonde shrugged.

"He's got a point Irvine." Almasy said crossing his hands over his chest, "And you know I barely ever take his side when it comes to logic, but this time I have to agree with him. This is a woman we're talking about." Irvine raised his eyebrow questioningly and Almasy opened his mouth to proceed with his statement. "We're all dudes, there are certain things that would be obviously no-no's with a woman around… I'm a physical trainer, when I get home I like to hang lose while I watch tv, that's something that I can't seem to give up so easily." The blonde spurted and Rinoa had to cover her mouth in order to not giggle.

"Ok! Let' weigh in our pro's and con's." Irvine said as he looked at Squall.

"What are you looking at me for?" He asked as he leaned against the wall.

"You're the only one who's ever lived with a woman here, so?"

Squall glared at him and sighed, bringing a hand to rub the bridge of his nose where a matching scar to Almasy's sat, "Pros: They smell nice, they bake, they're clean and organized… Cons: everything else about them." He said as Irvine motioned with his hand for him to keep going. "What? That's all I have to say about this. You're the one that pays for most of this penthouse anyway, there's two additional rooms, do as you please, but don't say I didn't warn you." He finished as he pushed himself off the wall.

"Model friends equal hot female friends," Irvine clapped his hands and threw them up in victory, "She's moving in!"

Rinoa squealed and jumped in delight, "Yay! I'm moving in!" She said as the three men in the bathroom turned their heads and stared at her, surprised nonetheless, "You guys won't regret this!" She added as she jumped, turned on her heels and ran to the hallway to grab her bags.

"Irvine… What have you done?" Squall wondered aloud as Seifer just shook his head.


Well, this is my first FFVIII fanfic and I do hope you guys get to enjoy it as much as I do enjoy writing it. It'll be based on the New Girl plot, however there will be slight difference on how it transpires. Stay tuned and thank you for reading!