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Author's note: Sorry for any spelling or grammar problems, but I don't have spell check or any of that other fancy stuff. Hope you enjoy this new chapter!
Tell Me I'm Not Alone
(Chapter 2: And There He Was )
Quistis looked up when she heard the sound of the door sliding open.
"( The bell rang 15 minutes ago! Why were these people so late?)"
To her surprise, the boy she had spoken to this morning entered. He stood there with a look of shame. She closed her eyes and shook her head. When she looked at him again she saw someone standing behind him.
It was a girl.
She was about her height, hair colour a little darker....
When the girl looked at her, her eyes widened and she started nervously clutching her jacket.
"(.....What's the matter with her..?).... You realize the bell rang 15 minutes ago?" she said putting a hand on her hip.
Darren nodded, "Yes Instructor." The girl was silent.
"Well, see it doesn't happen again, and to make sure that you remember---"
"Study hall?" the boy cut in. Quistis nodded.
"After classes."
"Yes Instructor...."
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"(....She looks......she looks--)" Lyseria kept stuttering in her head. A gentle touch on her shoulder woke her from her trance. She looked to see the concerened hazel eyes of Darren.
He turned away and headed down one of the aisles to find a seat, and she quickly followed.
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"(What a strange kid...)" Quistis thought, adjusting her glasses as she watched the pair retreat to the back of the room and settle in. She leaned her elbows on her desk and began looking over some of the essays she had received from an earlier class. With a slight sigh she picked up the top one on the stack and looked it over.
"Gaurdian Forces: Curse or a Blessing?" the title read. The assignment was to do research on some of SeeDs key aspects and write a thousand word essay about it.
Quistis contemplated the title for a moment.
"(Still not quite sure of the answer to THAT question...)" she leaned back a little, not taking her eyes off the paper, "(Gaurdian Forces are a very valuable power and strength, but--- )"
Her thoughts were interupted by the P.A. system..
"Instructer Trepe please report to the Headmaster's office immidiately."
A few students looked up from their panels and glanced at her.
"(Ugh... What's this about now....)" she muttered under her breath as she stood up. Scanning the room quickly she sighed, "I'll be back in a moment.." And with that she left.
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Lyseria watched her as she disappeared through the door leading into the hallway.
Darren, catching site of this poked her arm.
She looked at him, "What?"
"I'm going to ask you this again...." he whispered, "Are-you-all-right?"
She nodded, "I'm fine, just fine. Nothing's wrong.. not at all...."
"You're babbling..."
"Yeah I know.."
He shook his head, "C'mon. You can trust me. What's up?"
The grey eyed girl glanced around making sure no one was listening, then leaned in.
".....I.. well... That Instructor looks like someone...." she whispered.
Darren shrugged, "Yeah so?"
"No! You don't understand! She---"
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With one strong pull, the large wooden door creaked open revealing the newly renovated office of none other than Commander Leonhart himslef.
Quistis shut the door behind her and walked up to his desk.
He was writing something in a black hardcovered book. She raised an eyebrow, "You wanted to see me?"
He looked up, his maple bangs falling over one stormy grey eye, "Yeah..." he said shutting the book and putting it aside.
Quistis gave a bemused look, "Was that the Commander's Log book?"
"Whatever......"
She chuckled.
"Well ,anyway... I called you up here to ask you a favor.." he said standing up.
"For what?"
"Well, Rinoa and Zell are already working on this, but I was wondering if you could try and find some more people to help.. You see, I was thinking maybe we could have a.... party for the new transfers.... Y'know.. to sort of break the ice..."
Quistis nodded, "How thoughtful Commander."
"Don't call me that!" he growled.
She shook her head trying to supress a chuckle, "I'm sorry. I'll never say it again. I promise."
"Whatever..... Anyway, do you think you could do that for me?"
"Sure, shouldn't be too difficult... By the way..." she began, "You are going to let Selphie organize it aren't you?"
The young Commander's eyes widened a little, "...Uh... well...."
"What?"
"I already kind of asked Rinoa to do it......"
"( That's so typical of you Squall.......)" she thought as she shook her head, "You know Selphie could plan this thing with her eyes closed! I don't have anything against Rinoa but you know..... sometimes she can... be a bit of a--"
"Ditz?" he finished crossing his arms. Quistis was a little nervous about his tone of voice. She didn't want him to get mad, but she didn't want this whole plan to go up in flames either.
"...Y-Yeah..."
He shrugged, "It'll be fine, just trust her. She knows what she's doing."
"Alright... well I'll leave you to tell poor Selphie, who may I add was talking about how much she was hoping she'd get to head such a great project while we were in the cafeteria this morning, that her dream has been crushed" the blonde woman shrugged as she went to walk away.
"Hey! I'm not done yet."
Quistis froze mid-step and looked over her shoulder.
"I have one more thing to mention to you.... about another transfer." Squall said standing up.
"(Oh no...) What happened now?" she sighed facing him once again.
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"...... Well spill it!" Darren whispered, "Who does she look like..?"
Lyseria reached into her pocket and pulled out a semi-tattered photograph. She stared at it for a moment, then a bit hesistantly, she handed it to her impaitient friend.
He took it from her and stared at it for a moment. A look of surprise crossed his face.
"..... Holy--- Who is this?"
The blonde girl just stared at her study panel blankly.
"Lyseria? Who is this?" he asked again.
She snatched the photo away from him and hastily put it back into her jacket pocket.
"I'll tell you after class okay..?"
He furrowed his brow, "What's your problem? Why won't you just tell me?"
She glanced at him then sat facing him, "I just don't want to get into it in class, believe me, I'll fill you in later."
With a small groan he started typing on his panel, "...Whatever...."
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"Another transfer?!" the instructor exclaimed in surprise.
Squall nodded causing his bangs to fall over his eyes. With a gloved hand he pushed them back and crossed his arms.
"Just in this morning." he said a little more quietly. He cast his eyes to his mahogany desktop.
Quistis raised her eyebrow, "Is something wrong....? (As if you'll actually tell me anyway)."
He just shook his head, "I was wondering if you would be willing to take this transfer into you're class...."
She tilted her head with a puzzled look playing across her features, "... I will, but why would you even have to ask..?"
The young man just took a deep breath and shook his head, "Well.... this one's a bit different.."
"Different...... how?"
".... Well, you'll know what I mean when you see them..."
She just shrugged, "(Why does he seem so tense..?) ....Well, where is this mystery student anyway.?"
Squall went to open his mouth when...........
".... Instructor." a mocking voice came from behind Quistis. Squall's gaze became hard. Quistis felt a shiver run up her spine.
Her eyes widened as she turned to face the mystery pupil.
And there he was....
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Author's Note: Oooooh, who could the person in Lyseria's photo be? Who's the new student? (AS if pretty much all of you didn't know already... but I like trying to make it dramatic any way! -_o)
Author's note: Sorry for any spelling or grammar problems, but I don't have spell check or any of that other fancy stuff. Hope you enjoy this new chapter!
Tell Me I'm Not Alone
(Chapter 2: And There He Was )
Quistis looked up when she heard the sound of the door sliding open.
"( The bell rang 15 minutes ago! Why were these people so late?)"
To her surprise, the boy she had spoken to this morning entered. He stood there with a look of shame. She closed her eyes and shook her head. When she looked at him again she saw someone standing behind him.
It was a girl.
She was about her height, hair colour a little darker....
When the girl looked at her, her eyes widened and she started nervously clutching her jacket.
"(.....What's the matter with her..?).... You realize the bell rang 15 minutes ago?" she said putting a hand on her hip.
Darren nodded, "Yes Instructor." The girl was silent.
"Well, see it doesn't happen again, and to make sure that you remember---"
"Study hall?" the boy cut in. Quistis nodded.
"After classes."
"Yes Instructor...."
***************************************************************************************
"(....She looks......she looks--)" Lyseria kept stuttering in her head. A gentle touch on her shoulder woke her from her trance. She looked to see the concerened hazel eyes of Darren.
He turned away and headed down one of the aisles to find a seat, and she quickly followed.
*****************************************************************************************
"(What a strange kid...)" Quistis thought, adjusting her glasses as she watched the pair retreat to the back of the room and settle in. She leaned her elbows on her desk and began looking over some of the essays she had received from an earlier class. With a slight sigh she picked up the top one on the stack and looked it over.
"Gaurdian Forces: Curse or a Blessing?" the title read. The assignment was to do research on some of SeeDs key aspects and write a thousand word essay about it.
Quistis contemplated the title for a moment.
"(Still not quite sure of the answer to THAT question...)" she leaned back a little, not taking her eyes off the paper, "(Gaurdian Forces are a very valuable power and strength, but--- )"
Her thoughts were interupted by the P.A. system..
"Instructer Trepe please report to the Headmaster's office immidiately."
A few students looked up from their panels and glanced at her.
"(Ugh... What's this about now....)" she muttered under her breath as she stood up. Scanning the room quickly she sighed, "I'll be back in a moment.." And with that she left.
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Lyseria watched her as she disappeared through the door leading into the hallway.
Darren, catching site of this poked her arm.
She looked at him, "What?"
"I'm going to ask you this again...." he whispered, "Are-you-all-right?"
She nodded, "I'm fine, just fine. Nothing's wrong.. not at all...."
"You're babbling..."
"Yeah I know.."
He shook his head, "C'mon. You can trust me. What's up?"
The grey eyed girl glanced around making sure no one was listening, then leaned in.
".....I.. well... That Instructor looks like someone...." she whispered.
Darren shrugged, "Yeah so?"
"No! You don't understand! She---"
******************************************************************************************
With one strong pull, the large wooden door creaked open revealing the newly renovated office of none other than Commander Leonhart himslef.
Quistis shut the door behind her and walked up to his desk.
He was writing something in a black hardcovered book. She raised an eyebrow, "You wanted to see me?"
He looked up, his maple bangs falling over one stormy grey eye, "Yeah..." he said shutting the book and putting it aside.
Quistis gave a bemused look, "Was that the Commander's Log book?"
"Whatever......"
She chuckled.
"Well ,anyway... I called you up here to ask you a favor.." he said standing up.
"For what?"
"Well, Rinoa and Zell are already working on this, but I was wondering if you could try and find some more people to help.. You see, I was thinking maybe we could have a.... party for the new transfers.... Y'know.. to sort of break the ice..."
Quistis nodded, "How thoughtful Commander."
"Don't call me that!" he growled.
She shook her head trying to supress a chuckle, "I'm sorry. I'll never say it again. I promise."
"Whatever..... Anyway, do you think you could do that for me?"
"Sure, shouldn't be too difficult... By the way..." she began, "You are going to let Selphie organize it aren't you?"
The young Commander's eyes widened a little, "...Uh... well...."
"What?"
"I already kind of asked Rinoa to do it......"
"( That's so typical of you Squall.......)" she thought as she shook her head, "You know Selphie could plan this thing with her eyes closed! I don't have anything against Rinoa but you know..... sometimes she can... be a bit of a--"
"Ditz?" he finished crossing his arms. Quistis was a little nervous about his tone of voice. She didn't want him to get mad, but she didn't want this whole plan to go up in flames either.
"...Y-Yeah..."
He shrugged, "It'll be fine, just trust her. She knows what she's doing."
"Alright... well I'll leave you to tell poor Selphie, who may I add was talking about how much she was hoping she'd get to head such a great project while we were in the cafeteria this morning, that her dream has been crushed" the blonde woman shrugged as she went to walk away.
"Hey! I'm not done yet."
Quistis froze mid-step and looked over her shoulder.
"I have one more thing to mention to you.... about another transfer." Squall said standing up.
"(Oh no...) What happened now?" she sighed facing him once again.
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"...... Well spill it!" Darren whispered, "Who does she look like..?"
Lyseria reached into her pocket and pulled out a semi-tattered photograph. She stared at it for a moment, then a bit hesistantly, she handed it to her impaitient friend.
He took it from her and stared at it for a moment. A look of surprise crossed his face.
"..... Holy--- Who is this?"
The blonde girl just stared at her study panel blankly.
"Lyseria? Who is this?" he asked again.
She snatched the photo away from him and hastily put it back into her jacket pocket.
"I'll tell you after class okay..?"
He furrowed his brow, "What's your problem? Why won't you just tell me?"
She glanced at him then sat facing him, "I just don't want to get into it in class, believe me, I'll fill you in later."
With a small groan he started typing on his panel, "...Whatever...."
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"Another transfer?!" the instructor exclaimed in surprise.
Squall nodded causing his bangs to fall over his eyes. With a gloved hand he pushed them back and crossed his arms.
"Just in this morning." he said a little more quietly. He cast his eyes to his mahogany desktop.
Quistis raised her eyebrow, "Is something wrong....? (As if you'll actually tell me anyway)."
He just shook his head, "I was wondering if you would be willing to take this transfer into you're class...."
She tilted her head with a puzzled look playing across her features, "... I will, but why would you even have to ask..?"
The young man just took a deep breath and shook his head, "Well.... this one's a bit different.."
"Different...... how?"
".... Well, you'll know what I mean when you see them..."
She just shrugged, "(Why does he seem so tense..?) ....Well, where is this mystery student anyway.?"
Squall went to open his mouth when...........
".... Instructor." a mocking voice came from behind Quistis. Squall's gaze became hard. Quistis felt a shiver run up her spine.
Her eyes widened as she turned to face the mystery pupil.
And there he was....
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Author's Note: Oooooh, who could the person in Lyseria's photo be? Who's the new student? (AS if pretty much all of you didn't know already... but I like trying to make it dramatic any way! -_o)
