Chapter Two: ~ Sorry it's only a short chapter, but it does its job.~
I saw you again later that day in the hallway near the library. You looked tired. Training sessions took a lot out of Instructors, perhaps more than it did with the students. Sweat glistened on your pale brow and your long fiery hair was matted at the ends. They never did take our classes too seriously. Well, except the "trepies", followers of the icy one. My pale cheeks became flushed for an instant at the sight of you and in my minds eye I beamed. On the outside the detached exterior remained. You turned to face me and smiled as you attached your Sai to your belt. You waved at me.
*You're always flush cheeked around her. The Ice Queen façade is melting.*
I calmly walked over to you, my hands resting on my leather belt. I smiled at you and quietly spoke your name. "Ieira." You grinned at me again, your emerald eyes flashing in the dim artificial light of the windowless corridor.
"Oh, hey there!"
"Hello. How was your first class as a Balamb Garden Instructor?"
"Felt good. I know I'm young, but the kids still seemed to respect me. Being at Balamb is so damn different to Galbadia Garden. I remember what it was like being a student there! Never mind an instructor! I would NOT have coped!" She grinned impishly.
"Age doesn't matter. Talent does. And from what I've heard from the headmaster, talent is something you definitely have. Plus, you're good looking," I blushed slightly. "That'll get you the attention of some of our male students, unlike some instructors." I absent minded put a gloved hand up to my hair and stroked it.
"Whatever do you mean? You can't honestly think that you're not hot looking! 'Cause you bloody well are." She grinned at me. I blushed again, a deep pink.
"Yeah, right! But seriously Ieira, you're pretty. Students like Seifer Almasy notice you if you're pretty. They tend to listen more." I grinned, in spite of myself, remembering the blond student's lack of attention in my classes.
*Never let them know your thoughts. It'll be your downfall.*
We stood there, looking at each other and laughing about the students. Certain names cropped up repeatedly and you got a certain glint in your pretty green eyes. Mine seemed to glaze over with jealousy.
*Don't let them notice. You are emotionless.*
I remember saying a rushed goodbye after Xu's clear, tanoyed voice called your name, stealing you away from me and summoning you to the headmaster's office. I watched as you walked away, a breath catching in my pale throat. Shaking my head, I set about preparing for my "Introduction to Junctioning" class for the littluns. I wandered down the corridor towards the Garden's Library and through the automatic doorway.
The air was crisper, cooler and the sound of Debussy's "La Mer" reached my pink ears. I took a deep breath and opened my notebook.
I saw you again later that day in the hallway near the library. You looked tired. Training sessions took a lot out of Instructors, perhaps more than it did with the students. Sweat glistened on your pale brow and your long fiery hair was matted at the ends. They never did take our classes too seriously. Well, except the "trepies", followers of the icy one. My pale cheeks became flushed for an instant at the sight of you and in my minds eye I beamed. On the outside the detached exterior remained. You turned to face me and smiled as you attached your Sai to your belt. You waved at me.
*You're always flush cheeked around her. The Ice Queen façade is melting.*
I calmly walked over to you, my hands resting on my leather belt. I smiled at you and quietly spoke your name. "Ieira." You grinned at me again, your emerald eyes flashing in the dim artificial light of the windowless corridor.
"Oh, hey there!"
"Hello. How was your first class as a Balamb Garden Instructor?"
"Felt good. I know I'm young, but the kids still seemed to respect me. Being at Balamb is so damn different to Galbadia Garden. I remember what it was like being a student there! Never mind an instructor! I would NOT have coped!" She grinned impishly.
"Age doesn't matter. Talent does. And from what I've heard from the headmaster, talent is something you definitely have. Plus, you're good looking," I blushed slightly. "That'll get you the attention of some of our male students, unlike some instructors." I absent minded put a gloved hand up to my hair and stroked it.
"Whatever do you mean? You can't honestly think that you're not hot looking! 'Cause you bloody well are." She grinned at me. I blushed again, a deep pink.
"Yeah, right! But seriously Ieira, you're pretty. Students like Seifer Almasy notice you if you're pretty. They tend to listen more." I grinned, in spite of myself, remembering the blond student's lack of attention in my classes.
*Never let them know your thoughts. It'll be your downfall.*
We stood there, looking at each other and laughing about the students. Certain names cropped up repeatedly and you got a certain glint in your pretty green eyes. Mine seemed to glaze over with jealousy.
*Don't let them notice. You are emotionless.*
I remember saying a rushed goodbye after Xu's clear, tanoyed voice called your name, stealing you away from me and summoning you to the headmaster's office. I watched as you walked away, a breath catching in my pale throat. Shaking my head, I set about preparing for my "Introduction to Junctioning" class for the littluns. I wandered down the corridor towards the Garden's Library and through the automatic doorway.
The air was crisper, cooler and the sound of Debussy's "La Mer" reached my pink ears. I took a deep breath and opened my notebook.