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Hey everyone, this is the first, only FFVII fanfiction I'm writing. My other long fanfiction is Inuyasha/FFVII, so not FFVII only, but this one is. By the way, this is a way more centered Vincent fic than Intricate (my Inuyasha/FFVII). As I've said in the summary, it's a VinTif. Now, I've decided that I still support VinTifs. I don't support Yuffietines anymore. Cause…Yuffie's just way too young, in my opinion. And I don't really support opposite personality parings. I'm guessing that this fanfiction will be at least 33 chapters long (maybe more, if I get more ideas), and I'll try to make the chapters longer as the story progresses. I might not update this too quickly because I've also got Intricate to update, so yeah. Remember to read Intricate!
Chapter 1 - AVALANCHE University
Vincent frowned slightly. He was a teenager with long, glossy, smooth, black hair that hung down halfway down his back. Long bangs fell down over his face, constantly covering one of his pallid, light-red eyes. He had pale skin that was unblemished and he wasn't one of those big, loud, muscled guys. Vincent wore a black T-shirt with a skull splashed across the middle, and wore long, black, baggy jeans that were tucked into heavy, black, shiny, leather (not real leather) boots (sort of like hiking boots). In short terms, Vincent was a very good looking guy.
Vincent had just received his letter with his schedule from the AVALANCHE University, in Midgar. There were only three more days until school started. He had been waiting ages for his letter, and today, it finally came. The telephone rang. Vincent picked it up.
"Hello?" he asked, still scanning his letter.
"Hey Vincent," came Reno's voice.
"Oh, hello Reno," Vincent said, still frowning. There were two beeps, and two other people's voices entered the conversation.
"Hi Vincent!" Elena said enthusiastically.
"Hi Vincent," Rude said normally. Vincent greeted them both absentmindedly.
"So, who's your roommate?" Reno asked. Vincent sighed.
"Guess who…" he said sarcastically.
"Not Strife?" Reno said.
"Yes," Vincent replied, looking at the name in annoyance.
"Aw, poor Vincent!" Elena said sadly. "Oh well. Stupid school. I got Yuffie."
"The annoying brat?" Rude asked her. Elena made a noise of agreement.
"Doesn't that suck hell?" Reno said, sighing. "You both are stuck with the losers from high school."
"At least we didn't get Reeve," Rude commented.
"Nerd-boy?" Elena questioned. "Oh, that would be horrible."
"So, what about you guys?" Vincent asked. "Reno? Rude?"
"We're roommates," Rude answered.
"Yup," Reno said cheerfully. "Great, huh?"
"Lucky." Elena sighed wistfully. "Well, what classes do all of you have?"
"Well, AU (AVALANCHE University) first years are required to take literature and sociology, so…apart from that, I have art and music," Vincent said.
"Into the artistic stuff, eh?" Reno said. "Well, I have mechanics and martial arts."
"PE and music," Rude replied. "You, Elena?"
"Um, clothes design and martial arts," she offered.
"What time and teacher for martial arts?" Reno questioned.
"Erm…3:15 pm and Master Zangan."
"Alright!" Reno cheered. "We're in the same class!" He paused for a moment. "Wait, what days?"
"Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays," Elena said. Reno grinned at the other end of the line.
"Great!"
"Elena?" Vincent said suddenly. "Would you like to go see a movie, say, next Saturday?"
"Oh! I would love to! We haven't gone out for such a long time…"
"Only about two weeks," Reno snorted. Elena huffed.
"You two act so immature," Rude told them. Reno blew a raspberry.
"Yeah, whatever."
"I agree with Rude," Vincent commented.
"Aww, Vincent, come on!" Elena giggled.
"What dorm section are you guys in?" Reno asked.
"I'm in the Bahmut dorm," Vincent replied.
"I'm in the Leviathan dorm," Elena answered
"Well, Reno and I are in the Phoenix dorm. We're going to move into the dorm tomorrow," Rude told Elena and Vincent.
"Yes, I will too," Vincent said.
"Ditto!" Elena said cheerfully.
"Hope we don't bump into that loser Strife and his pimp friends," Reno muttered. "Though, Tifa does have a nice bust…"
"RENO!" Elena screeched. All the guys winced.
"My eardrums have officially died," Rude sighed. "I really don't know how you can stand her, Vincent."
"Hey!" Elena butted in indignantly.
"She's…different when she's with me," Vincent told Rude.
"What? So you have charm and we don't?" Reno asked, also indignant.
"Well, I don't comment on women's…busts," Vincent said.
"Yeah!" Elena agreed.
"What about Rude?" Reno questioned.
"Um, I'm right here you know," Rude told him.
"Hm…Rude's good looking, but Vincent's hotter," Elena said.
"What about me?" Reno grumbled. Elena tutted.
"I'm not answering that," the blonde decided. Reno made a disgruntled sound, then sighed.
"I shouldn't ask you. After all, Vincent is your boyfriend."
"Mmmhmm…" Elena said dreamily.
"My aunt is calling me to dinner," Vincent said suddenly. "Bye."
"See ya," the others answered. They continued arguing with each other long after Vincent hung up.
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Cloud got out of the taxi and hauled his luggage up the stairs to the front doors of the university's main building that lead off to the dorms. He was a teenager with blonde, crazily spiked hair that slightly resembled a chocobo's feathers. The boy had bright, intense blue eyes and wore a little, white earring in his left ear. Cloud wore a white T-shirt with the letters "ROFLMAO" on it, and had dark-blue, baggy jeans. He also wore brown boots. Cloud was one of those types that had quite a lot of muscle, yet didn't look too big or fat. He spotted a brown-haired figure also carrying her luggage up the steps.
"Hey!" Cloud called. The figure stopped and looked around. Cloud walked up to her. "Hello, my beautiful doll," he said, flashing her a handsome smile.
"Hi Cloud," Aeris said, smiling back at him. Aeris was a cheerful girl that usually had her long, wavy, brown hair tied back with a smooth, white ribbon in an elegant twist that went down her back to her waist. She had bright, green eyes that always seemed to be filled with emotion. Aeris wore a pink, spaghetti-strap tank top and a white, jean skirt with brown sandals. The girl would usually wear a very short, red, jean jacket with metal cuffs, but she didn't wear that today because of the burning hot sun beating on everyone overhead. "Tons of luggage?"
"My mom made me bring one more suitcase," the blonde groaned.
"An extra suitcase would be nothing to you, since you always boast about how strong you are," a voice said from behind Aeris and Cloud. They turned around and saw Tifa hurrying up towards them. "Hi Aeris!" Tifa was a usually optimistic girl, though she had quite a lot of down times. She had long, brown hair that was tied at the very bottom. Tifa had warm, brown eyes, and wore a short, white tank top that exposed her midriff. She also wore a black mini-skirt and white sneakers.
"Hi Tifa!" Aeris and Tifa exchanged hugs. Cloud pouted.
"What about me?" he asked, pretending to sulk. Tifa smiled.
"Hi Cloud! It's wonderful to see you."
"You too. What? No hug for your handsome boyfriend?" Tifa giggled and hugged the blonde.
"There you go, you baby," she teased. Aeris smiled at the pair's antics. Of course, she thought that Cloud was cute and good looking, but she didn't have any real feelings for him like that.
"Come on lovebirds," the girl chided. "Let's get to our dorms." The threesome trudged into the building. They turned right and walked through a hall, out the door at the end. The trio entered a huge courtyard with a large building making up one side of it. The building was the girls' dormitories. They went in.
"Right, so what number was your room again?" Cloud asked as they rode the elevator up to the second floor.
"204," Aeris answered. Tifa nodded.
"Um…that's 207...206...205...204! Here we are," she said, stopping in front of a door that was labeled "204". Aeris produced her key and unlocked the door. Cloud, Tifa, and Aeris went in.
"Hey, it's not too bad," Cloud observed. The room was fairly large, with two beds at either side. A small bathroom was at the left side of the room, while a refrigerator, coffee maker, and microwave was at the right. A small closet room was also located on the left side. There were a few other things in the room, including two desks.
"Hm…it's okay," Aeris decided as she put her bags down, next to the right bed. Tifa sat down on the left bed.
"Yeah, it's fine," she commented. The walls were a beautiful beige color, and the carpet was dark green. The beds were dark brown with two plump, white pillows each. The girls lounged around for a while.
"Come on, let's go to the guys' dormitory now!" Cloud said impatiently.
"What's your room number?" Tifa asked as the friends left the building, headed through the main building, through another courtyard, and into the guys' dormitory building.
"307," Cloud said promptly.
"There are only 3 stories, right?" Aeris asked. Both Cloud and Tifa nodded.
"Here," said Cloud, unlocking room 307 and entering it, with his friends following. The room was pretty much the same as the girls', except that the colors were different. The walls were a kind of light, washout, grey-blue color. The carpet was light grey and the beds were dark blue. Cloud collapsed on the left bed.
"Mmm…nice," Tifa commented. Aeris nodded her agreement, and both girls joined Cloud on the bed.
"Well, as least we know that the rooms are nice," Aeris said. "Who's your roommate, anyway?" Cloud sat up and blinked.
"Dunno, I didn't check. Can't believe that I forgot about that." He took the folded letter out of his pocket and opened it. Cloud scanned the sheet. His eyes widened in horror as he stared at the page. "No…way…" he said hoarsely. Tifa frowned.
"Who is it?" she asked impatiently. "Come on, spill."
"It's…" Cloud took a breath. "It's…" The door suddenly burst open and four people entered, talking. They stopped and stared at Cloud, Aeris, and Tifa. Cloud pointed to Vincent. "Him." Tifa gasped. Aeris' eyes widened.
"Well well, if it isn't looser Strife and his pimp girlfriends," one of the people sneered. He was a guy with flaming-red hair that was tied back in a messy, yet cool-looking ponytail. The boy had deep, green eyes that were darker than Aeris', and he had a small earring dangling from his left ear. The redhead wore a dark-green, collared shirt and saggy, baggy, dark-brown pants. He also wore brown boots, and had his sunglasses pushed up against his forehead. Cloud scowled.
"Go and shove your head in the toilet. You might find it nice there," he spat. Vincent glanced at Cloud and the redhead, who was Reno. He walked over to the other bed and dumped his things on it.
"I really pity you Vincent," Reno said in a loud voice. "Having to sleep in the same room with chocobo-head here. But who knows? Maybe you can teach him how to tie his shoe laces before he trips over them."
"Shut up Terrace!" Cloud snarled, glaring at Reno and Vincent. "It's not like I want you here," he directed at Vincent.
"And you think that I do?" Vincent asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Hey, back off of Vincent!" one of the others yelled. She was a girl with very short, blonde hair and dark-blue eyes. Elena wore an orange tank-top with a glittering, white kitten on it. She also wore a cream-colored miniskirt with a huge, white belt and white, strapped high-heels.
"Why don't you tell your friends to back off my boyfriend!" Tifa returned fiercely. Reno smirked at Cloud.
"I see you don't have any friends that are male. What, you not macho enough? Or maybe you're a cross dresser." With that comment, Cloud leapt up, spluttering with rage.
"WHY YOU $!" Tifa and Aeris sprang up to restrain him.
"Tut tut, bad boy," Reno said sneeringly, waving a finger at Cloud.
"Go crap yourself," Tifa said furiously to the redhead. "At least we're not stupid like you." Reno smiled.
"I'm not stupid. You don't have to be nerd-boy to not be stupid."
"You mean Reeve, don't you?" Aeris asked quietly.
"Yeah. Stinker gets straight As," Reno snorted.
"Well, Valentine does too," Cloud hissed. Vincent narrowed his eyes at the blonde. Elena looked outraged.
"He doesn't go around spouting nerd-talk," Reno said. "Nerd-boy goes around talking about stuff like…" Here, Reno imitated a reedy, annoying voice. "I can calculate the tagnent of a ratio of 392 using a radital of sins in trigno-what sits."
"It's the tangent of a ratio of 392 using a radical of sines in trigonometry," Aeris corrected, frowning.
"Oh look, another nerd," Elena said, leering.
"Nah…she's actually pretty hot, whereas nerd-boy's the ugliest guy in the world," Reno observed, smiling.
"Shut up!" Aeris snapped, temper flaring.
"Get your dirty eyes off my friend," Tifa said in a cold, calm voice. Elena blinked. The other friend of Reno, Vincent, and Elena's looked at his feet silently. Rude was bald, and wore dark sunglasses constantly. He had on a white and faint-blue striped blouse, with dark-brown trousers and black shoes.
"Well, sticking up for your friend, huh?" Reno asked, shifting his gaze to her. "You're not so bad yourself, with that rather nice b-"
"Enough!" Vincent cut in. He looked at Reno. "Strife is going to be my roommate for the rest of the year, whether I like it or not, so I don't wish to start off the year with more hostility than normal." Reno blinked for a moment…then shrugged and left.
"Meet ya outside then," he said. Rude let out a relieved sigh and exited. Elena turned to smile at Vincent.
"Come on Vincent," she said. Vincent walked towards the door. "Aren't you gonna take your stuff with you?" Elena asked, looking confused. "I mean, you wouldn't want them doing anything, right?" She looked at Cloud, Tifa, and Aeris. Vincent glanced at his bags for a moment, but shrugged and pushed Elena gently out of the room. The door slammed shut.
"Those bastards…" Cloud breathed. "I feel like ransacking that jerk Valentine's stuff right now…"
"Don't," Aeris said. "He trusted that we wouldn't."
"Yeah," Tifa agreed. "We'd be no better than Reno if we did." Cloud glared at the bags for another moment…then sat down and sighed.
"Fine."
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"Hurry up!" Aeris yelled. "We're going to be late!" Tifa rushed out of the bathroom after doing the finishing touches of her makeup. It was the first day of school. Aeris and Tifa had Sociology at 10:00 am in the morning. It was currently 9:52. The two girls pounded across the campus and burst into the classroom at 9:58. They picked spots near the front. A pretty girl sat in the front row, a desk away, to Tifa's right. She had long, silky, chestnut hair that was tied up high with a beautiful, thick, yellow ribbon. She wore a beautiful, smooth, sleeve-less blue shirt with buttons on it, and a pretty, dark-blue skirt that came down to around four inches above her knees. She also wore dark-red high-heels and silver-hoop earrings. Her eyes were hazel.
Vincent was sitting in a seat behind the girl, in the row between Tifa and the girl. He was gazing at her with a strange expression on his face. The bell rang. A young woman of about 26 years came out of the teacher's office. She had warm, brown eyes and long, reddish-brown hair that was tied up in a ponytail. She wore a light-green blouse with a short, tan miniskirt. Her boots clicked on the floor as she walked behind the teacher's desk. The woman faced the class.
"Good morning," she said, nodding. "I am-"
"OH MY GAWD!" a girl burst into the room, red-faced and panting. She was a rather short, hyper-looking girl that had short, very dark-brown hair and deep brown eyes. She was wearing a dark-blue tank-top and cream-colored shorts. She also had a red sweatband on her wrist and wore white sneakers. "I'M LATE!" Tifa and Aeris stifled their laughter as Yuffie noticed the teacher. She paled. "Oh! I…um…er…hi," she mumbled feebly. The teacher stared at her sternly for a moment, then sighed.
"You are excused this time because it is the first day of school and I will make an exception. However, try to be on time, miss. Please take a seat." Yuffie nodded.
"Thanks," she said, looking embarrassed. Yuffie looked at Tifa and Aeris, who both cast her apologetic glances because there were no seats left near them. Yuffie sat down in the first desk of the first row, which was against the wall that was opposite to the door.
"As I was saying," the young woman continued, "I am Professor Dennis and I will be your Sociology teacher this year. I hope that I will get to know you all soon, and that you all will behave. As you all may find out, things on the zero-tolerance list with not be tolerated…hence the name of the list." Professor Dennis passed out a handout and returned to the front. Everyone stared at the sheet in disbelief. It was really, really long. "The first item is disrespectfulness. None of you will, on any account, be disrespectful to me, or each other. If you have a problem, either find a sensible solution or bring it up to me. Next, swearing. There will be absolutely no swearing or cussing in this classroom. The words 'damn, dammit, crap, and hell' are not counted as violating swear words. Third, no lates. Unless you have a note signed by a valid adult, the late will be unexcused and dealt with. Fourth, you must clean up your own messes. Fifth, all homework must be completed and handed in on the due date. Sixth, absences will be dealt with as lates are. Seventh, any kind of music device is forbidden to be out while someone is up here talking, during a test, and any other time I say so. Eighth, you must bring all needed items to the class such as binders, before the class starts, so don't ask me to let you go somewhere to get it. Ninth…" The professor continued to talk, until she reached the last item on the list, which was number 17.
"Um…" A male student tentatively raised his hand.
"Yes?" the professor asked.
"Uh…well, I was wondering…what are the consequences for violating one of these…" He gestured at the list.
"Oh, detentions, deduction of grades, extra work, suspension, getting kicked out of class, ect.," the teacher answered. She smiled slightly. "You guys may think that I'm a stern, strict, 'retarded' loony, but I'm not. I'm just laying down the ground rules before anyone gets too out of hand. Now, enough of my talking. I'd like each of you to stand up and say a little about yourself. Your full name, age, the other classes you're taking, 3 things you like, three things you dislike, and what high school you attended last year. Starting from this row," Professor Dennis said, tapping on Yuffie's desk. Yuffie jumped up.
"Yo," she said cheerily, winking. "I'm Yuffie Kisaragi and I'm 17 years old. I like kickboxing, throwing things, and fun. I don't like snobs, pervs, and spiders." Yuffie shuddered slightly. "Um, I'm taking literature, art, and martial arts. I went to the local Midgar High." She sat down. The boy sitting behind Yuffie stood up.
"Hey guys. I'm Nathan Josey and I'm 18," he said. Nathan was a handsome guy with dark, black hair and expressing, brown eyes. He wore a shirt with "The L.I.F.E.S.T.R.E.A.M" (a band) on it, and baggy jeans. He also had a small earring on his right ear, and a ring on his left hand. "Uh, I like fiddling with things, getting into the fashion, and The L.I.F.E.S.T.R.E.A.M. They rock." Lots of people nodded in agreement. "Yeah, um, I'm taking literature, clothes design, and mechanics. I don't like math, Fluffers the Chocobo® (a baby show), and moogles. Er…I went to Cosmo High." He sat down. This continued along for a while. Then, it was Aeris' turn. She stood up. A few guys whistled softly. The girl ignored them.
"Um, hi everyone. My name's Aeris Gainsborough and I'm 17 ½. I like designing things, singing, and reading. I don't like getting sick, getting bad grades, and mosquitoes. I have literature, clothes design, and music. I also went to Midgar High." She sat down. Tifa got up.
"Hi guys," she said, smiling and feeling nervous. "I'm Tifa Lockheart, I'm 17 ½, and I went to Midgar High. I also like The L.I.F.E.S.T.R.E.A.M, shopping, and hanging out with my friends. I don't like snakes, people who gossip, and players. I'm taking literature, martial arts, and clothes design." A few more people introduced themselves. There was a girl called Eretaya, a guy called Luke, and some others. Then it was Vincent's turn. He stood up slowly.
"Hello everyone," Vincent said, nodding to the class. "I'm Vincent Valentine, I'm 17 ½, and I went to Midgar high. I enjoy aspects of art, music, and…" He paused. "Spending time with my girlfriend." A couple of people laughed appreciatively at this. Vincent was smiling slightly. Everyone from Midgar High knew that Vincent was one of the members of the Turks, the most popular group in the school apart from Rufus Shinra and Scarlet Rougen. Vincent continued. "I dislike those who don't appreciate art, brawls, and anyone who treats my girlfriend wrongly. I'm taking literature, art, and music." He sat down. A girl stood up after three more people introduced themselves.
"Hi everyone," she greeted, smiling warmly. "My name's Lucrecia Crescent and I'm 17 ½. I'm currently taking literature, biology, and art. I like science, reading , and hanging out with my friends. I don't like slackers, horrible grades, and people who do drugs. I went to Forgotten High (which is also in Midgar)." She sat down. After 4 more presentations, Professor Dennis stood up.
"Alright," she said. "So…can anyone tell me what stereotype means?" Aeris raised her hand.
"It's when you give a label to someone, or a group of people, based on traits they have."
"Excellent," the teacher said. "Now, name the four main groups of stereotypes."
"Nerds," Yuffie said.
"Goths/punks," Aeris supplied.
"Jocks," Tifa offered, glaring at Vincent.
"The popular groups," Lucrecia answered. Professor Dennis nodded, smiling.
"Good. Now, let's focus on the main one. The popular groups. What is the image they project for others?"
"Being cool," Luke said.
"Yes. Now, the keyword here is cool. Focus on it. What does it mean to be cool? Is it just looks? Or is there more?" Tifa raised her hand tentatively.
"Well…I think that being 'cool' for most people is looking nice and acting the way people think are cool."
"Exactly," the teacher said, nodding. "Looking 'cool' makes other people awe and respect the person. Many people want to become friends with that person, which I'm sure is something everyone desires. However, we are looking at this through a normal person's point of view. What about the popular people? What do they feel? Many popular groups have nicknames. Can some people list some?" Many hands shot up around the room.
"The Gi Nattaks in Cosmo High," Nathan said.
"The Conformers at Dao Chao High," Eretaya said.
"The Turks," Yuffie replied. Professor Dennis' eyebrows rose.
"Ah, the Turks. I've heard about that group. They're the most popular group in Midgar High, right?" Lots of people nodded. The teacher smiled again. "Wouldn't it be interesting to have one of the Turks in this class? Then we can see this stereotyping thing from their point of view.
"There is one," Tifa said loudly.
"Tifa, what are you doing!" Aeris hissed.
"Really? Who?" Professor Dennis asked. Tifa could practically feel the particular person's eyes on her back.
"Vincent," Tifa answered. "I'm embarrassing him," Tifa whispered to Aeris. Everyone was now looking at Vincent, who's eyes had widened and was now trying to look innocent.
"Is this true, Mr. Valentine?" the professor asked. Vincent paused, then jerked his head quickly. "Oh, well, please stand up Mr. Valentine," Professor Dennis said, looking delighted. "And tell us you and your friends' point of view about the aspect of being 'cool'." Vincent stood up jerkily, glaring at Tifa with as much venom as he could muster. If Tifa was another person, she would've quailed at the menacing figure, but being "Looser Strife's pimp girlfriend", she was used to it. She smirked. "So…?" the professor prompted.
"…I don't know," Vincent mumbled.
"Of course you do," the teacher said firmly. "Come on, don't be shy."
"…" Vincent looked very annoyed and embarrassed.
"Good one Tifa," Yuffie mouthed to the girl. Tifa grinned.
"I don't really have an opinion on this, and I don't know what my friends think," Vincent said uncomfortably. Professor Dennis sighed.
"All right," she said. Vincent sat down, relieved. "Anyhow," the young woman continued, "for homework, you will each write one page, single-spaced, about what you think it means to be 'cool'. It is to be handed in next class, which is Wednesday." The bell rang for 12:00 pm. The class filed out.
"Whew! That was 2 hours? It sure went by fast," Yuffie exclaimed.
"Yeah," Aeris agreed. "It was interesting though. What do you guys have next?"
"Um, literature at 1:10 pm," Yuffie replied.
"Me too!" Aeris said happily. "Tifa?"
"Mm…huh? What? Oh, I have the same as you guys," Tifa answered distractedly. She had just seen Vincent walking out of the door, and the look he gave her told her that he would get his revenge. The notion didn't give Tifa much comfort.
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"Aeris! Tifa! Yuffie! Over here!" Cloud waved at the girls as they entered the literature classroom.
"Hi Cloud," they said. Aeris sat in front of Cloud, Tifa sat behind him, and Yuffie sat beside him, to the right. Tifa's seat was, unfortunately for her, next to Vincent's, who was sitting to her left. Elena was sitting behind Vincent. Reno sat next to Vincent's left, against the wall, with Rude sitting behind him (therefore, beside Elena). Rufus Shinra was also in the class. He was sitting against the wall at the right side of the room. Reeve came into the room. Then the bell rang. A young man that looked about 25 years old, with shoulder-length, black hair that tied back into a ponytail, was standing in front of the blackboard. He wore a white blouse and black pants. He also wore a black tie. The teacher looked up from the clipboard he was holding.
"Good afternoon," he said. "I am Professor Tseng Zhan. You may all address me as Professor Tseng. Welcome to literature. I will take attendance now, so please say 'here' when I call your name. No inappropriate things such as 'yo' or 'hey'. Tristy Auron."
"Here," the girl sitting behind Tifa said.
"Reanne Benarski."
"Here," a girl sitting to Reeve's right said.
"Luke Dabre."
"Here," Luke, who was sitting a seat behind Yuffie said.
"Aeris Gainsborough."
"Here," Aeris answered.
"Dakota Gessky."
"Here," a girl sitting behind Reanne replied.
"Zeisha Hamalton."
"Here," a girl sitting in front of Reno said.
"Jordan Illyoran."
"Here," a boy sitting behind Elena said.
"Nathan Josey."
"Here," Nathan replied. He was sitting right behind Yuffie.
"Yuffie Kisaragi."
"Here!" Yuffie said.
"Sebastian Koroniko."
"Here," a boy sitting behind Tristy said.
"Cory Laski."
"Here," a boy sitting behind Rufus said.
"Rednal Lellsago."
"Here," a boy sitting behind Rude answered.
"Tifa Lockheart."
"Here," Tifa replied.
"Torre Ornel."
"Here," a boy sitting to Aeris' right said.
"Rude Patterson."
"Here," Rude answered.
"Lauren Quesari."
"Here," a girl sitting in front of Zeisha said.
"Elena Renis."
"Here," Elena said.
"Crysline Sheena."
"Here," a girl sitting behind Luke replied.
"Rufus Shinra."
"Here," Rufus said, looking bored.
"Cloud Strife."
"Here," Cloud replied.
"Reno Terrace."
"Here," Reno answered airily.
"Robbie Thomas."
"Yo," a boy sitting a seat behind Rufus said. Professor Tseng frowned.
"That's strike one, Robbie," he said calmly. Robbie blinked…then shrugged.
"Whatever." Professor Tseng continued on as thought nothing had happened.
"Reeve Tuesti."
"Here," Reeve replied.
"Vincent Valentine."
"Here," Vincent said.
"Bernette Yore."
"Here," a girl sitting in front of Vincent answered. The teacher put the clipboard on the desk in front of him.
"Alright," he said. "Now, I will explain the strikes. It's like baseball; three strikes and you're out. Literally, meaning that you will leave the classroom. Some of you may think that this is good. However, any of you that think that will find that it's not. If you get kicked out of class for the day, you will receive a zero for anything done in class that day, and also for the homework assigned that day. If there is a project assigned that day, you will receive a zero for it, regardless of whether you did it or not. The strikes reset each day." Everyone looked at each other. This teacher was harsh. Professor Tseng waited for the information to sink in, then went on. "Now, here's a list of all the rules." He passed out the list, then started explaining them. Thus, the class passed by like any other boring one.
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"That was so boring," Cloud groaned.
"Yeah," Yuffie agreed. "And we have this class tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday too! Two hours of boredom per day! Gawd!"
"Oh well," Tifa sighed. "At least I have martial arts next."
"I have music," Aeris said.
"I'm in Tifa's class!" Yuffie said, looking more cheerful.
"I have sociology next," Cloud muttered. "Seriously, the boredom! I hope we don't have too much homework. I mean, come on, we already have an essay due on Thursday." Tifa was about to say something, but stopped stone-dead. She screamed.
Muahahahaha…I'm evil, aren't I? Cliffhanger in the first chapter. The first chapter may be slightly boring, but trust me, events will get interesting later on! This is a long story, after all. Stories always start out kinda boring in the beginning. In this university, the students don't have to take courses like math and stuff. Well, there are required courses for every year. And, the students only have four different courses. Every class is 2 hours, for four days a week, except for sociology. Sociology is only for three days a week. I'm sorry if any of the names is coincidentally anyone's, but I made up the names randomly (mostly using ones I liked), so…if your name happens to be Luke Dabre or something, it's not intentional. ------REVIEW!------- I will gladly try to update faster if there are more reviews. Please be nice and review. XD Next chapter: Chapter 2 - Turk Jerks.