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AN #2: In this fic, all the characters ('cept the teachers) are somewhere between 15 and 17 years old, Yuna and Rikku are not cousins, Braska is not related to Yuna, Jecht is not related to Tidus, and there's a reason for it all. Okay, that's enough from me now. On with the story!!!
Disclaimer: Squaresoft owns Final Fantasy. I am NOT Squaresoft. Nintendo owns Zelda. I am NOT Nintendo. I cannot remember who owns Bring It On, but I know I'm NOT them, either. 'Nuff said.
Chapter Two: Cheer-fulness
"Ahem! Good morning, everyone," the teacher stated loudly.
"Good morning, Mr. Shinra," the class mumbled.
"I shall now call the roll--" Mr. Shinra started, only to be interrupted by one of the joking boys.
"Like, with butter or margarine?" he asked. The class groaned.
"Braska Lockhart?"
"Oh, yeah!" the boy shouted.
"I've heard that you're quite the clown. However, I expect you to practice exemplary decorum in my class."
"Aaaw... that's no good!"
"Braska! If I have to tell you again-" Braska bowed his head and went back to being quiet.
"Ahem! Wakka Gainsborough?" The boy in front of Rikku raised his hand.
"Rinoa Heartilly?" The cheerful sorceress raised her hand.
"Rikku Highwind?" Rikku raised her hand enthusiastically. The girl sitting next to Rinoa rolled her red eyes.
"We know Braska's here... Tifa Lockhart?" Tifa surfaced from behind the desk she shared with the blond boy just long enough raise her hand.
"Kimahri Ronso?" The Ronso raised his hand.
"Cloud Strife?" The blond boy appeared from behind Tifa's desk, raised his hand and disappeared again.
"Auron Valentine?" There was no answer. "Moving on... Lulu Valentine?" The girl who had rolled her eyes raised her hand.
"Jecht Wallace?" The tattooed boy raised his hand and began to make quite a bit of noise. Once Jecht had quieted down,
"Welcome to AP Physics--" Mr. Shinra's attempt to start class was interrupted by the door suddenly opening itself. In marched Red Trenchcoat Boy. He was still wearing his sunglasses and looked like a strange parody of Irvine Kinneas.
"Auron Valentine?" Mr. Shinra asked. The class stifled their numerous snickers. Red Trenchcoat Boy nodded. Auron sat at the open desk-table next to Braska and Jecht and put his black-booted feet up on it. The teacher scowled at him.
"Mister Valentine, you may take a seat next to Miss Highwind." Auron didn't move. He appeared to think about for a second, then he decided to move.
"Thank you, Mister Valentine." By this time, the class was on the brink of wetting themselves from suppressing their laughter, except for Lulu, Braska and Jecht. Rikku was giggling lightly. Auron did not seem pleased. He stuck his black boots up on the desk and adjusted his sunglasses. The teacher ignored him and began to teach physics. Rikku ignored the teacher and began to scribble something on a piece of paper. She slid it toward Auron. It said: "Weren't you in the library this morning?" Auron ignored her question. Rikku scowled and started taking notes on the physics lecture. So did the rest of the class, including Auron.
After a long while, Auron read Rikku's note and scribbled a somewhat illlegible response. Rikku finally figured out that it said: "Yeah, you interrupted my reading." Rikku was rejoicing internally at receiving a response from Trenchcoat Boy but felt a bit put out upon reading it. She scowled again and returned to her notetaking after responding: "If you were so concerned about your reading, then why were you staring at me in the first place?!" Auron read the note, but did not write back right away. Rikku was very disappointed when the bell rang only a few seconds later.
AN #2: In this fic, all the characters ('cept the teachers) are somewhere between 15 and 17 years old, Yuna and Rikku are not cousins, Braska is not related to Yuna, Jecht is not related to Tidus, and there's a reason for it all. Okay, that's enough from me now. On with the story!!!
Disclaimer: Squaresoft owns Final Fantasy. I am NOT Squaresoft. Nintendo owns Zelda. I am NOT Nintendo. I cannot remember who owns Bring It On, but I know I'm NOT them, either. 'Nuff said.
Chapter Two: Cheer-fulness
"Ahem! Good morning, everyone," the teacher stated loudly.
"Good morning, Mr. Shinra," the class mumbled.
"I shall now call the roll--" Mr. Shinra started, only to be interrupted by one of the joking boys.
"Like, with butter or margarine?" he asked. The class groaned.
"Braska Lockhart?"
"Oh, yeah!" the boy shouted.
"I've heard that you're quite the clown. However, I expect you to practice exemplary decorum in my class."
"Aaaw... that's no good!"
"Braska! If I have to tell you again-" Braska bowed his head and went back to being quiet.
"Ahem! Wakka Gainsborough?" The boy in front of Rikku raised his hand.
"Rinoa Heartilly?" The cheerful sorceress raised her hand.
"Rikku Highwind?" Rikku raised her hand enthusiastically. The girl sitting next to Rinoa rolled her red eyes.
"We know Braska's here... Tifa Lockhart?" Tifa surfaced from behind the desk she shared with the blond boy just long enough raise her hand.
"Kimahri Ronso?" The Ronso raised his hand.
"Cloud Strife?" The blond boy appeared from behind Tifa's desk, raised his hand and disappeared again.
"Auron Valentine?" There was no answer. "Moving on... Lulu Valentine?" The girl who had rolled her eyes raised her hand.
"Jecht Wallace?" The tattooed boy raised his hand and began to make quite a bit of noise. Once Jecht had quieted down,
"Welcome to AP Physics--" Mr. Shinra's attempt to start class was interrupted by the door suddenly opening itself. In marched Red Trenchcoat Boy. He was still wearing his sunglasses and looked like a strange parody of Irvine Kinneas.
"Auron Valentine?" Mr. Shinra asked. The class stifled their numerous snickers. Red Trenchcoat Boy nodded. Auron sat at the open desk-table next to Braska and Jecht and put his black-booted feet up on it. The teacher scowled at him.
"Mister Valentine, you may take a seat next to Miss Highwind." Auron didn't move. He appeared to think about for a second, then he decided to move.
"Thank you, Mister Valentine." By this time, the class was on the brink of wetting themselves from suppressing their laughter, except for Lulu, Braska and Jecht. Rikku was giggling lightly. Auron did not seem pleased. He stuck his black boots up on the desk and adjusted his sunglasses. The teacher ignored him and began to teach physics. Rikku ignored the teacher and began to scribble something on a piece of paper. She slid it toward Auron. It said: "Weren't you in the library this morning?" Auron ignored her question. Rikku scowled and started taking notes on the physics lecture. So did the rest of the class, including Auron.
After a long while, Auron read Rikku's note and scribbled a somewhat illlegible response. Rikku finally figured out that it said: "Yeah, you interrupted my reading." Rikku was rejoicing internally at receiving a response from Trenchcoat Boy but felt a bit put out upon reading it. She scowled again and returned to her notetaking after responding: "If you were so concerned about your reading, then why were you staring at me in the first place?!" Auron read the note, but did not write back right away. Rikku was very disappointed when the bell rang only a few seconds later.