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"Hey, Vincent! Over here!" I screamed.
He looked behind and saw me. He smiled and started running towards me. Before I knew it he jumped on me and pinned me to the ground.
Hey, wait. Who's Vincent? Where am I?
"Vincent! What are you doing?" I gasped.
I laughed. He was tickling me.
"HEY!!"
My eyes fluttered open.
"Huh? W-what?" I stammered. It took me a while to get use to the blurry image.
I was inside my room.
Was it just a dream? I lifted my hand a touched my hair. Nope…
Not a dream.
I gave a huge sigh and plopped down on my pillow.
Who's Vincent? Who was me? Oh no, crap thinking again. Calm down, Squall. Chill. Don't lose your sanity now. It's really important, remember? Oh God? Am I talking to myself now? How crazy is that? I guess I already lost my sanity without knowing it.
I smirked. I feel so lonely. I stood up slowly and looked at the watch. It was 8:38 a.m. That means I can go to the training center. Well, I know it's too early but, oh well… I need to exercise. To clear my mind. To throw all the crap away…
I stood up slowly, retrieving my gunblade, I sped out. I stopped walking and looked around, it was different, but… nothings different, it just feels different; I didn't have time to ponder this before it all went away. That's weird. Was it her feelings? Maybe it's her body; she probably wasn't used to this place.
I sighed and continued walking, I saw a few guys looking at me in a disgusting way. I gripped my gunblade tighter and broke into a run. Damn! Being a woman is so frustrating. I slowly stopped when I reached the Training Centre. I slowly walked inside.
Suddenly, I tripped over something, I gasped as I fell onto my knees. Groaning, I looked at the bloody thing…
Gloves?
I picked it up and eyed it suspiciously. I could feel power in them, it was black and silky, I slowly put them on, and almost immediately I felt warmth spreading all over my body. Outstanding… I went into a fighting stance and punched the air and soon I was almost flying, I punched and kicked the wall until it looked as if it was going to break and crumble.
I looked at my hands, my eyes widening.
I heard some one clapping his/her hands, I whipped my head around, my hair becoming messy, and I recognized the person immediately.
Seifer…
"What do you want?" I said harshly, but wait… He really doesn't know me.
"Oho, have we met?" he snapped back at me.
I smirked "I'm afraid not. If I did met you before, then I'm not going to be surprised at why I forgotten." Sarcasm could be heard in every word I said.
He frowned, "I'm hurt, we just met and you're already hostile towards me." He said.
I snorted and turned around, picking up my gunblade from the floor.
"Hey, where did you get that gunblade? It belongs to Leonhart."
I froze, oh shit, oh shit, what the heck am I supposed to do now?
I turned around, ever so slightly, "No, I assure you that it belongs to me." I said, happy that my voice was calm, well, her voice, that is.
"Oh, really? Than, prove it to me, by fighting me." He said.
I fought the urge to roll my eyes, which is really hard, actually.
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