Dreams Into Reality
Chapter One: Butterfly
Quistis was sitting quietly with Selphie, who was miserably thinking of how terrible her life was.
"You really don't like Zell, huh?" she asked.
"No…but it's mean to reject him…I can't--"
"Hey Selphie!" Zell ran up to her. "I wanted to talk to you!"
"Ok," she answered, trying her best to sound enthusiastic.
"I better go," Quistis patted Selphie on the back sympathetically. "I'll talk to you later, ok?"
"See ya!" Zell said, then turned to Selphie.
"What?" she asked, completely uninterested.
Zell didn't notice her fake enthusiasm and continued chattering for half an hour. He was interrupted by a
tall figure.
"You don't know that she isn't listening to you?"
"Yes she is! You--" Zell launched off on a stream of cuss words.
Irvine looked at him unflinchingly. "It's sad, you know…you've never even gone out with her and you
two are getting married soon?" He smirked. "Pathetic…"
"What did you say?!?!" Zell shouted, barely controlling his anger.
"It's the truth. Do you two even like eachother?" Irvine continued.
"I love her." Zell yelled, his face contorted with rage.
"And what about Selphie? Does she love you?"
Silence.
"You don't know a thing about other's feelings, do you? I'll just take her away…bye."
He took Selphie's hand and led her away.
Zell glared furiously at the direction where he'd disappeared. "Leave her alone!!!" His eyes searched the
distance desperately, but he couldn't see them. They were gone, as if they'd never been standing there.
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Irvine led Selphie up to a cliff. Evergreen trees surrounded the area. She turned away from him and looked
around the place. "It's pretty…" she whispered.
He grabbed at something near her face. She backed away, still not trusting him completely, since he was
such a big flirt.
"Don't worry," he smiled and held out his hand. A small blue butterfly floated above it. She stared at it,
entranced by its beauty.
"You remind me of this butterfly. The more you want something this beautiful, the more you have to let it
go...if it misses me, it'll come back by itself eventually…" he said softly. The butterfly fluttered up and flew away.
"You brought me all the way up here just to show me this?" she asked.
"What did you think I would do?"
She gazed at him, finally turned and walked back down the hill that led to the cliff.
"Selphie, you need someone that's more sensitive, Zell doesn't understand you the way he should. You
won't be happy with him."