I sat in the back of the class listening to the kids talk about anything and everything and for a while I didn't care until they mentioned my dad. "He's amazing!" Selphie smiled dreamily looking at his picture in a magazine. I glared at her but said nothing until a familiar face entered the room.
"Oh look it's the rich boy." He said looking at me.
"Oh look it's the thief." I called back getting annoyed. I like talking to him more than thinking of their love of my father.
"The name's Zidane." He informed me heading over to me seat.
"Mine is Tidus." I said softly and began to look at my own magazine. It was full of pictures of amazing blitz ball players. All the pictures of my dad were already ripped out so I only had the good stuff.
"Rich boy still likes to play with balls?" I glared at him in annoyance.
"Give me back my other magazine and the munny bag you stole." I growled feeling so tired and upset. Everyone here only obsesses over my dad and no one cares about me even though I'm doing great and am the best player in my school.
Zidane tossed me my stuff but flashed a sly smile.I think I like this thief better than anything else in my life. "Do you want to be friends?" I asked softly looking up at him ready to feel a bit happier.