Disclaimers: All rights reserved, meaning I don't own Ff8
or the book called "The Silver Kiss" so don't sue.
Not Hyne, It's Quistis!
It was a Saturday morning and Quistis rolled around in her
bed.
'Saturday. My
favorite day. No papers to grade. Just bed all day.' She spun to her nightstand, covered in light green blankets. Her soft hand reached out and grabbed a book
entitled "The Silver Kiss" and the spectacles that laid on top. Her head with disheveled locks of gold
popped out. Glasses on, she flipped the
book to the page she marked.
'Reading romance on a Saturday morning…Yes, I am truly
pathetic…' She flipped to her stomach
and devoured the words her eyes saw. Then there was a knock. She
ignored it and kept reading.
"I know you are in there, Quistis!!" Silenced with a flipping page.
"Aren't you sick of those teen romance novels?" Quistis stopped. She closed this novel and put on her peach robe to conceal her
white lacey nightgown. She stepped to
the door and it revealed none other than the early bird.
"What brings you here in this hour Selphie?" Quistis took of her glasses and rubbed her
eyes. "And how did you know I
was…reading?"
"Because I bought you that book, Quist, knowing that you
were a love-sick fool with Squ-"
"Shh!!" Quistis
hushed her. "People might be awake."
"Sorry. Anyways,
Cid broke his microphone for the intercom so he sent me to tell you that
there's a new student and wants you to show HIM around," the brunette said,
nudging her. "You might like him. Just like a romance novel." She sighed. "How romantic!" Followed by
giggles.
"Tch. Tell Cid
I'll be right up." Quistis closed the
door as the girl bounced away. Quistis
went to brush her teeth and change into her usual attire. 'Is being a Instructor again, really worth
it?' She asked herself while she combed
her hair. 'Will I lose it again?' She walked out the door, straight to the
Headmaster's office. Unaware of the
poison sinking into the water before the crack of dawn.
\*/
Rinoa woke up and stretched, yawning. She flopped over the side of the bed and peered at her loving boyfriend. 'Just like a baby.' She smiled. 'And like a baby, he can be so difficult.' She leaned over and gave him a peck. He stirred, eyes fluttering open.
"Good morning Squally!" She sat up as he sat up, rubbing his head. "Have a good sleep?"
"I guess. You
should try sleeping on a floor…" he shifted to one side and picked at
something. "With a rock on your
back." He flung the pebble aside and
walked to the bathroom. Rinoa rolled
her eyes. 'Not even a 'Good
morning.'' She climbed out and
sighed. 'What was that noise I heard. Sounded like laughter? Oh well. Must be a prank.'
If only it was that…
\*/
[ding] The elevator rose and stopped. Doors opened and Quistis strode out. She pushed the door opened and Cid was there talking to a student.
"Ah, Instructor Trepe," Cid greeted. The student tensed. "This is new student transferred from ah…"
"Trabia."
"Er, yes. Please
meet Simon Keeling, a Trabia SeeD. Do
show him around the Garden." This Simon
Keeling turned around and flashed his smile. Black spike hair, brown war eyes, and a charming smile, Quistis quickly
knew his position.
'God dammit, why do I have to get stuck with a Trepie on a
Saturday?! Damn damn damn damn damn
damn!!'
"I'm Instructor Trepe," she pretended to smile and held
out her hand.
"Pleasure," he said and took her hand. Instead of shaking it, he bent down and
kissed it, never taking his eyes off Quistis.
'What the hell??!!! Is he coming on to me??!!' Quistis pulled her hand back. 'Bastard. I hope Irvine loves
being a Sniper.'
"Please show Mr. Keeling around. You might as well teach him the lessons so he can catch up," Cid
said. He dismissed them and Quistis
walked off, Simon trailing after her.
"You walk fast, Instructor," he said, trying to keep
up.
'All the better to get away from YOU, you freakin……freak!'
"Well, I don't like to be slow," she stepped in the
elevator and Simon stepped inside too.
"So where to?" He
smiled, hoping to make her smile back. Mission: Complete Failure.
"I might as well take you around the Garden to explain
everything," she said. She faked a
smile. Simon smirked to himself.
'I am such a stud.'
'He is such a piece of crap.'
So the whole morning before anyone woke up, Quistis had to
drag herself around the Garden explaining where is where, what is what, blah
blah blah, so and so. So in the end,
Quistis was relieved when the students start to show up.
"Well I guess this is the end of the tour. You might as make some friends or
study. You are free to do whatever,"
Quistis said, and put her hand out to shake. "I hope you enjoy your days here." 'I hope he moves so I can enjoy my days here.'
"Of course I will." He shakes her hand this time but holds it a little longer. Quistis pulled it back.
'Ugh. I am no
longer sanitized.' She walked back to
the cafeteria, hopefully to find her friends there. Which they were.
"Hey Quistis!! Over here!" Selphie waved her
arms around. Quistis trotted to the
seated friends who just came too. "So
what was this guy like? Anything like
those books?"
Everyone shot her a weird look.
"What guy? What
Books?" Irvine asked. Rinoa and Squall
looked at Quistis for answers too.
"New kid. Trepie." Everyone sighed. Selphie rolled her eyes.
"That sucks. I
won't be surprised if this Garden is infested with them," she laughed. Rinoa laughed too.
"Well, if they don't mess with my hot dogs, then I'm
environment friendly," Zell said. "Speaking of which, I'm going to get some." He left his chair and dashed to the hot dog line.
"Well, I don't know why you turn down these Trepies,
Quistis," Rinoa started. "They might
not be as bad as they seem to be." Quistis snorted. 'She doesn't
know what it is like to have a fan club when you only want one person…' her
eyes dazed to Squall. 'He's just like a
dream…'
"Instructor Trepe, mind if I join your friends for
breakfast?" Quistis turned around to
see what she didn't want to see. Simon. 'Ugh! And he's just like a nightmare!'
"How the hell are you?" Irvine said, moving a bit closer
to Quistis. "We never saw you here
before."
"Irvine, please be nice," Rinoa scolded. She turned to the new kids. "Of course you can."
Simon was about to sit in Zell's seat, which was between
Selphie and Quistis. But then Zell came
along.
"What the hell? My
seat is taken!" Simon stood back
up.
"Sorry," he apologized. "I guess Quistis hasn't introduced me yet, so…I'm Simon Keeling."
"I'm Rinoa."
"Squall."
"Hey! You can call
me Selphie."
"Irvine," then he mumbled, "you freakin……freak."
"My seat! Uh, I
mean, I'm Zell."
"Nice to meet you all. Why don't I get you guys some water. What would you want Quistis?" Simon put on his "smile" and looked at
Quistis, waiting for her reply.
"It's Instructor Trepe to you, Mr. Keeling," Quistis
retorted. 'Trying to get fresh with
me? Not in a life time.'
"Sorry. So what do
you want?"
"Nothing. I have
to grade some papers. I'll see you in
class on Monday," she said, and she left. Simon shrugged and went to the fountain.
"Make mine BOTTLED water! Not the junk the Garden serves!" Irvine called out, but David didn't
hear. "Garden water has chlorine and
other junk. It will ruin your smile,"
he said when the others looked at him weirdly. "What? It's true! Anyways, I'm leaving."
Simon looked around and filled 5 cups of the Garden's
fountain water. He snickered to the
plan that was unknown to the students. He noticed many other were drinking from the fountain too, for who would
want to buy bottled water for money when it's served right in the Garden?
"Here you go! Anyways, I think I have to go now," Simon said [a/n: hehehehe, hint pun]
and took off, but smiled a wicked smile.
Everybody shrugged and ate what they must while drinking
the poisoned water that soon will control their minds.
[to all those Irvine/Quistis fans out there: I present
this little scenario]
Quistis walked around the garden park. A hand tapped on her shoulder, disturbing
her thoughts and thinking it was Simon, she pulled out her whip and gave it a
snap. Only to find a frighten Irvine.
"Whoa!! Chill! It's Irvine!" Irvine
shouted. Quistis placed her whip
back. "So jumpy all of a sudden?"
"Sorry, I thought you were Simon," Quistis apologized and
sat down at near bench. Irvin followed
suit. "I think this Trepie is different
from the rest. I don't know but he
seems…too determined."
"Ha! Well, I think
they are all the same, but if you feel this one is any different, I keep a
close watch on him then," assured Irvine. He put his arm behind Quistis on the bench.
"I don't want to trouble you, Irvine. I just-"
"It's okay. I'll
just make sure that he doesn't find out what I'm doing," Irvine said, standing
up. "Well should I start now, Quisty?"
"No, you don't have to do anything. It feels wrong, even to a Trepie," Quistis
pointed out, but she still sat down. "I
thought bad about them, but I wouldn't want to be nosing around what they
do…it's kinda scary…"
"Okay, so I won't go for your sake, but just to get them
off your mind, how 'bout I treat you to something to eat in Balamb?" He held out his hand and put on a charming
smile.
"Yeah, I guess I could," Quistis stood up and took his
hand. "Lead the way!" So the two walked to Irvine's Porsche and
drove to Balamb, still not knowing what's going to happen.
A/n: so how did you like it? Good bad? Boring? Interesting?
Simon: How come the people still don't know what's going
on. It's kinda pathetic.
A/n: Cuz no one expects it in their water you
freakin……freak!
Simon: I resent that!
A/n: yeah whatever. Stupid Trepies. And what kind of
name is Simon?! For god sake,
SIMON!! Eew.
Simon: well you created me!
A/n: psssssh!!
Simon: go talk to a wall! [leaves]
A/n: [calls out] Now what are you? A Squall fan?! Anyways review!!!
