CHAPTER THREE
Zell let go of her. "Irvine's worried to death about you, baby. I'll
go get him so you can work things out. Okay?" He and nodded walked
towards the door in a backwards walking motion.
Selphie replied, "Okay..."
Zell turned around to open the door, yet suddenly, something clicked
and he said, "I think you should change your outfit. Irvine'd go nuts
if he saw you in that."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean what I say, baby. He'd go nuts if he saw you half-naked."
Selphie looked down at her lingerie, "IRVINE IS NOT A PERVERT!" Her
voice tone changed in order for Zell to see her 'maturity' when she
added, "But I'll change anyway." She looked up and saw that Zell had
already slipped out.
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Zell walked into the cafeteria and saw Irvine surrounded by a bunch of
babyish female underclassmen. 'There's the old ladies' man,' Zell
thought. 'Or should I say, the young teenyboppers' man.'
"S'up Irvine?" Zell yelled.
Irvine turned around and walked towards Zell, with a bunch of girls
following him. "What's up? How's Selphie?"
A girl behind him said, "Forget her, Irvine! She's nuts. The best you
can do for her is get her into a mental hospital!"
Irvine did a 180 turn and slapped the girl in the face. "Shut the hell
up! Selphie saved the world. You can't even save your mouth from
being pimp-slapped!"
At this, all of the girls ran away, some of them in shock. Irvine said
to Zell, "Those crazy bitches. All they think about is getting into my
pants."
Zell thought, 'You make those girls think that you want to get into
THEIR pants.'
"So, how's Selphie?"
Zell looked down. "She's... not that well, Irvine. I think you should
go talk to her."
Irvine was filled with concern, but tried not to show it. "All right.
I'll catch you later then, Zell?"
"Yeah, bye."
Irvine walked out of the cafeteria quietly, towards Selphie's room.
Once he got to her room, he knocked on the door a few times. "Selphie?
It's Irvine."
"Yes. Coming." Selphie opened her door.
Irvine was surprised. Selphie was wearing a long, flowing red dress
with a glowing face that made her look like the godly child of Ifrit.
He had never seen such a sight in his life. Selphie went down and sat
on her bed, while Irvine slowly followed and sat down beside her.
"Selphie."
"Yes?"
"What's going on?"
"Where to start, what to say?" Selphie looked down.
Irvine placed his finger on her chin in order to make her look up.
"Tell me why you're so depressed lately."
Selphie's eyes watered, so she rubbed her eyes with her left hand.
"When I moved to Trabia Garden from the orphanage, I became extremely
sad. I wouldn't talk to anyone, even if my intructors called on me in
class. After a couple weeks, Headmaster Selden called me into his
office and had the physican examine me; there was nothing wrong. So
he sent me to the garden's psychiatrist. I could barely talk, but I
finally said that I had missed my friends at the orphanage, particulary
you. The doctor knew that there was no way for me to see you guys
again in a planned fashion, so he prescribed to me this powerful anti-
depressant that not only makes the depression go away, but also makes
the user very, how do I say it? Happy, I guess. Uncontrollably...
happy. They all said that it was for the best and the only way to keep
me from committing suicide, and for ten years, I thought so too. Until
I found you." Before she went on, she cuddled Irvine as she wept. "I
couldn't believe it was you." She smiled, "You looked almost TOO hand-
some!" She frowned, "I would have been so embarrassed if it wasn't
you, but when you told us about the orphanage in Trabia, I was certain
that I had you back in my life." "I wanted, no, I needed to, get you
back in my life. I wanted to get off of the pills, too, and be myself
again. But I thought that my fighting ability might be affected if I
got off of the pills so suddenly. So I decided to wait until it was
over before I put my health on the line. I stopped taking the pills a
few days ago. Since then, I've been extremely sad whenever you weren't
near my side or when you were talking to other girls." She looked into
his eyes. "I want to be your...." She trailed off.
"Selphie, I don't know what to say. I do care about you, very much so.
But I don't know if I can... be by your side, all the time."
Selphie looked down at herself. "What do you mean?"
"Like with SeeD missions. I have one planned for tomorrow. I have to
escort a female SeeD candidate from Eshtar's new garden to here because
they haven't gotten the stuff for testing in yet. Her name is Jessica
Ryder, and I'm especially pissed, because the Ragnarok is under
repairs."
"Why?"
"Because I've heard from some guys that know her that she's a real
bitch. I don't wanna be near her for too long, you know."
"Yeah. I understand."
Irvine looked her square in the eye. "So Selphie, I want tonight to be
a night for us, alone. Together."
"Yes, Irvine..."
End Chapter 3! YES!!! I finally got the darn thing up! Look for more
chapters soon; you sure as heck don't want to miss the revelations in
them! Thanks for reading.
Zell let go of her. "Irvine's worried to death about you, baby. I'll
go get him so you can work things out. Okay?" He and nodded walked
towards the door in a backwards walking motion.
Selphie replied, "Okay..."
Zell turned around to open the door, yet suddenly, something clicked
and he said, "I think you should change your outfit. Irvine'd go nuts
if he saw you in that."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean what I say, baby. He'd go nuts if he saw you half-naked."
Selphie looked down at her lingerie, "IRVINE IS NOT A PERVERT!" Her
voice tone changed in order for Zell to see her 'maturity' when she
added, "But I'll change anyway." She looked up and saw that Zell had
already slipped out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Zell walked into the cafeteria and saw Irvine surrounded by a bunch of
babyish female underclassmen. 'There's the old ladies' man,' Zell
thought. 'Or should I say, the young teenyboppers' man.'
"S'up Irvine?" Zell yelled.
Irvine turned around and walked towards Zell, with a bunch of girls
following him. "What's up? How's Selphie?"
A girl behind him said, "Forget her, Irvine! She's nuts. The best you
can do for her is get her into a mental hospital!"
Irvine did a 180 turn and slapped the girl in the face. "Shut the hell
up! Selphie saved the world. You can't even save your mouth from
being pimp-slapped!"
At this, all of the girls ran away, some of them in shock. Irvine said
to Zell, "Those crazy bitches. All they think about is getting into my
pants."
Zell thought, 'You make those girls think that you want to get into
THEIR pants.'
"So, how's Selphie?"
Zell looked down. "She's... not that well, Irvine. I think you should
go talk to her."
Irvine was filled with concern, but tried not to show it. "All right.
I'll catch you later then, Zell?"
"Yeah, bye."
Irvine walked out of the cafeteria quietly, towards Selphie's room.
Once he got to her room, he knocked on the door a few times. "Selphie?
It's Irvine."
"Yes. Coming." Selphie opened her door.
Irvine was surprised. Selphie was wearing a long, flowing red dress
with a glowing face that made her look like the godly child of Ifrit.
He had never seen such a sight in his life. Selphie went down and sat
on her bed, while Irvine slowly followed and sat down beside her.
"Selphie."
"Yes?"
"What's going on?"
"Where to start, what to say?" Selphie looked down.
Irvine placed his finger on her chin in order to make her look up.
"Tell me why you're so depressed lately."
Selphie's eyes watered, so she rubbed her eyes with her left hand.
"When I moved to Trabia Garden from the orphanage, I became extremely
sad. I wouldn't talk to anyone, even if my intructors called on me in
class. After a couple weeks, Headmaster Selden called me into his
office and had the physican examine me; there was nothing wrong. So
he sent me to the garden's psychiatrist. I could barely talk, but I
finally said that I had missed my friends at the orphanage, particulary
you. The doctor knew that there was no way for me to see you guys
again in a planned fashion, so he prescribed to me this powerful anti-
depressant that not only makes the depression go away, but also makes
the user very, how do I say it? Happy, I guess. Uncontrollably...
happy. They all said that it was for the best and the only way to keep
me from committing suicide, and for ten years, I thought so too. Until
I found you." Before she went on, she cuddled Irvine as she wept. "I
couldn't believe it was you." She smiled, "You looked almost TOO hand-
some!" She frowned, "I would have been so embarrassed if it wasn't
you, but when you told us about the orphanage in Trabia, I was certain
that I had you back in my life." "I wanted, no, I needed to, get you
back in my life. I wanted to get off of the pills, too, and be myself
again. But I thought that my fighting ability might be affected if I
got off of the pills so suddenly. So I decided to wait until it was
over before I put my health on the line. I stopped taking the pills a
few days ago. Since then, I've been extremely sad whenever you weren't
near my side or when you were talking to other girls." She looked into
his eyes. "I want to be your...." She trailed off.
"Selphie, I don't know what to say. I do care about you, very much so.
But I don't know if I can... be by your side, all the time."
Selphie looked down at herself. "What do you mean?"
"Like with SeeD missions. I have one planned for tomorrow. I have to
escort a female SeeD candidate from Eshtar's new garden to here because
they haven't gotten the stuff for testing in yet. Her name is Jessica
Ryder, and I'm especially pissed, because the Ragnarok is under
repairs."
"Why?"
"Because I've heard from some guys that know her that she's a real
bitch. I don't wanna be near her for too long, you know."
"Yeah. I understand."
Irvine looked her square in the eye. "So Selphie, I want tonight to be
a night for us, alone. Together."
"Yes, Irvine..."
End Chapter 3! YES!!! I finally got the darn thing up! Look for more
chapters soon; you sure as heck don't want to miss the revelations in
them! Thanks for reading.