Chapter One
The ground was dark and dreary. No life existed; no vegetation sprouted from the once beautiful land. The cracks in the earth beckoned her to save them. She looked up at the gray sky, looking at the ominous creature. His horns ripped apart the sky, the clouds dripping blood. Slowly, she unleashed her sword. It was dripping with life and unleashed the fury against the demon.
Beads of sweat raced down her cheeks as she suddenly bolted up. It was the third night she had the same dream, and every day, the dream went a bit farther than before. She clasped her hand to her chest, easing her breathing. She looked over towards the clock, sighing at the time. She wasn't late, or early. Her alarm clock had just rang. Quistis stood up, slowly placing on her robe. Many of the female instructors were careful due to the amounts of pornographic pictures taken of them getting dressed. She frowned softly. None of those pictures consisted of her body. She was pleased about that, but what made her depressed was that no one thought of her that way.
She slipped on her instructors uniform, smoothing it out over her slim curves. She pulled the shirt tighter, giggling at her foolishness. She slowly walked out of the room, looking down one end was Seifer pushing some kid against the wall. Down the other hall was Squall signing autographs, like he did every week. Straight ahead was Irvine flirting with a random girl, again. She sighed softly, a smile creeping on her lips as she watched the young lady slap Irvine. She passed by him, not even looking in his direction. "Whoa, someone seems pissed!" he called out after her.
She turned around, giving him a soft glare. "I'm like this every morning, Irvine." Irvine shrugged, flashing her his pearly whites. He trotted up next to her, tipping off his hat and placing it coolly on her neatly done hair. She rolled her eyes, smiling softly at the bit of a surprise.
"You should smile more often. Might catch some lucky guy's attention." She felt the sudden urge to kick him then. His mahogany hair in the ponytail looked lonely. She slowly reached for the hat, only to feel his hands on hers. "What are you thinking about doing?"
"Sorry, I'm not quite like Selphie. I hate hat hair."
Irvine looked at her, blinking softly. His violet eyes lit up and is laughter filled the serene halls. "Cute joke! Now keep that hat on until breakfast!" She groaned inwardly, placing on a plastered smile. "Seen any of the gang?"
"Squall's signing autographs."
"Of course!" Slowly, Irvine wrapped his arm around her shoulders, staring nonchalantly at the ceiling. Suddenly, he felt his kneecap cringe. "Oh…damn…good thing you didn't go higher…"
"Damn, I missed," she said while giving a slight smile. Suddenly, down the hall came a very depressed Selphie. "What's wrong?"
She looked up, shaking her head and smiling as chipper as can be. Her eyes were etched with veins. "Bad night, that's all."
Irvine quickly asked, "How was that club you and a bunch of friends went to?"
"It was ok. I actually don't remember half of it. Funny thing is, I only drank water! Guess the water's contaminated, huh?" Quistis raised an eyebrow; Selphie returned her glance with a 'tell-you-later' glance.
Next down the hall was Zell, walking down the hall. "Hey guys! Ready to pig out?" Quistis adored Zell; he was like a brother to her. Yet, his weight issue was frequently brought up between the two.
"Zell, you're a pig already. You don't need anymore weight! Your training is gonna really slow down," Irvine, surprisingly said. Usually, it was Quistis being motherly.
"I'll be fine! Gives me more energy! Plus, I'm gonna work it off during missions!"
"Whenever that'll be," Irvine mumbled. He soon felt an elbow in his rib and his shin encountering a foot.
Next came Squall, smiling proudly at his 'fan club.' Most of them were ex-Trepies, now more frequently called 'Lion Cubs.' Whenever Quistis heard that name, it would cause her to cringe. "Where's Rinoa at?"
"Probably too tired to get up," Quistis muttered. Squall gave her a glare. "What? She hasn't gone to any of her classes all last week and this week!"
"Maybe she's sick."
Quickly, Selphie jumped to Quistis' side. "She isn't sick. Because then she'd have to call up Headmaster Cid!"
Squall rolled his eyes. "All what she has to do is tell me. Ok? I'm commanding officer! So she's allowed to miss classes!" Quistis let out a deep breath, stepping towards the elevator. Every morning was like this. Everyone gained bad habits and lost a lot of their good habits. Quistis, too, was like them. Only she was offered her old instructor job to make her lose those habits.
The soft beeping noises ended as they reached the first floor. First to leave was Squall, smiling proudly as a couple girls swooned. Behind him were Zell and Irvine. Irvine quickly mumbled to Zell, "So that's why none of the girls are falling for my charm."
"Did you say something Irvine?" Squall said, spitting out at the cinnamon haired man.
Irvine laughed. "I was just saying how cute Quistis looks in my hat."
When Squall turned around, Zell made a face at him, only to feel the back of Quistis' hand on his head. He turned around, giving an 'I'm sorry' look. She turned towards Selphie, wrapping her arm around her. As the trio of boys walked towards the cafeteria, Quistis motherly asked, "What happened?"
Selphie gave a slight blush, looking up at Quistis. "I'm not a virgin anymore."
"What?" Quistis shouted. She quickly lowered her voice as they started to walk. "What happened?"
"Well, I took some ecstasy at that club. It was a rave, and everyone said it was safe. This morning at around six, I found myself in Balamb hotel with this guy I don't even know. Pretty wild, huh?"
"Selphie, you need to get checked out! You could be pregnant or he could have some kind of disease."
Selphie laughed softly as they reached the cafeteria. "He's totally cleaned. From six fifteen to seven, I was looking up information on him. He goes here. Upper senior classman, his name is Frank Smith. So I talked to some of my buddies, they said he's totally clean." Quistis shook her head, walking into the cafeteria. Selphie sleepily walked behind her. Quistis pulled up a chair to the table, and Selphie pulled up next to her. "Oh, and don't tell anyone!" Quistis nodded. "What's with Irvine's hat, by the way?"
"He won't let me take it off until breakfast. So," she said while slowly pulling it off. She soon felt two hands on top of hers. "Irvine! It's breakfast time! Let me take it off, please?"
Selphie giggled. "She looks cute in it!" Irvine nodded.
"Everyone else thinks so, too," Irvine mocked. She pushed her hands under the hat, flipping it off with ease. "You're no fun, Quistis."
Irvine took his hat, placing it calmly on. He took a seat next to Quistis, grinning at her like every other girl in the school. She rolled her eyes drastically towards him, causing him to frown.
A/N: Just an introductory chapter to introduce you to the evils. I'm telling you, Squall is a snob! He's a snob, dang nabbit! Well, do you like it so far?
The ground was dark and dreary. No life existed; no vegetation sprouted from the once beautiful land. The cracks in the earth beckoned her to save them. She looked up at the gray sky, looking at the ominous creature. His horns ripped apart the sky, the clouds dripping blood. Slowly, she unleashed her sword. It was dripping with life and unleashed the fury against the demon.
Beads of sweat raced down her cheeks as she suddenly bolted up. It was the third night she had the same dream, and every day, the dream went a bit farther than before. She clasped her hand to her chest, easing her breathing. She looked over towards the clock, sighing at the time. She wasn't late, or early. Her alarm clock had just rang. Quistis stood up, slowly placing on her robe. Many of the female instructors were careful due to the amounts of pornographic pictures taken of them getting dressed. She frowned softly. None of those pictures consisted of her body. She was pleased about that, but what made her depressed was that no one thought of her that way.
She slipped on her instructors uniform, smoothing it out over her slim curves. She pulled the shirt tighter, giggling at her foolishness. She slowly walked out of the room, looking down one end was Seifer pushing some kid against the wall. Down the other hall was Squall signing autographs, like he did every week. Straight ahead was Irvine flirting with a random girl, again. She sighed softly, a smile creeping on her lips as she watched the young lady slap Irvine. She passed by him, not even looking in his direction. "Whoa, someone seems pissed!" he called out after her.
She turned around, giving him a soft glare. "I'm like this every morning, Irvine." Irvine shrugged, flashing her his pearly whites. He trotted up next to her, tipping off his hat and placing it coolly on her neatly done hair. She rolled her eyes, smiling softly at the bit of a surprise.
"You should smile more often. Might catch some lucky guy's attention." She felt the sudden urge to kick him then. His mahogany hair in the ponytail looked lonely. She slowly reached for the hat, only to feel his hands on hers. "What are you thinking about doing?"
"Sorry, I'm not quite like Selphie. I hate hat hair."
Irvine looked at her, blinking softly. His violet eyes lit up and is laughter filled the serene halls. "Cute joke! Now keep that hat on until breakfast!" She groaned inwardly, placing on a plastered smile. "Seen any of the gang?"
"Squall's signing autographs."
"Of course!" Slowly, Irvine wrapped his arm around her shoulders, staring nonchalantly at the ceiling. Suddenly, he felt his kneecap cringe. "Oh…damn…good thing you didn't go higher…"
"Damn, I missed," she said while giving a slight smile. Suddenly, down the hall came a very depressed Selphie. "What's wrong?"
She looked up, shaking her head and smiling as chipper as can be. Her eyes were etched with veins. "Bad night, that's all."
Irvine quickly asked, "How was that club you and a bunch of friends went to?"
"It was ok. I actually don't remember half of it. Funny thing is, I only drank water! Guess the water's contaminated, huh?" Quistis raised an eyebrow; Selphie returned her glance with a 'tell-you-later' glance.
Next down the hall was Zell, walking down the hall. "Hey guys! Ready to pig out?" Quistis adored Zell; he was like a brother to her. Yet, his weight issue was frequently brought up between the two.
"Zell, you're a pig already. You don't need anymore weight! Your training is gonna really slow down," Irvine, surprisingly said. Usually, it was Quistis being motherly.
"I'll be fine! Gives me more energy! Plus, I'm gonna work it off during missions!"
"Whenever that'll be," Irvine mumbled. He soon felt an elbow in his rib and his shin encountering a foot.
Next came Squall, smiling proudly at his 'fan club.' Most of them were ex-Trepies, now more frequently called 'Lion Cubs.' Whenever Quistis heard that name, it would cause her to cringe. "Where's Rinoa at?"
"Probably too tired to get up," Quistis muttered. Squall gave her a glare. "What? She hasn't gone to any of her classes all last week and this week!"
"Maybe she's sick."
Quickly, Selphie jumped to Quistis' side. "She isn't sick. Because then she'd have to call up Headmaster Cid!"
Squall rolled his eyes. "All what she has to do is tell me. Ok? I'm commanding officer! So she's allowed to miss classes!" Quistis let out a deep breath, stepping towards the elevator. Every morning was like this. Everyone gained bad habits and lost a lot of their good habits. Quistis, too, was like them. Only she was offered her old instructor job to make her lose those habits.
The soft beeping noises ended as they reached the first floor. First to leave was Squall, smiling proudly as a couple girls swooned. Behind him were Zell and Irvine. Irvine quickly mumbled to Zell, "So that's why none of the girls are falling for my charm."
"Did you say something Irvine?" Squall said, spitting out at the cinnamon haired man.
Irvine laughed. "I was just saying how cute Quistis looks in my hat."
When Squall turned around, Zell made a face at him, only to feel the back of Quistis' hand on his head. He turned around, giving an 'I'm sorry' look. She turned towards Selphie, wrapping her arm around her. As the trio of boys walked towards the cafeteria, Quistis motherly asked, "What happened?"
Selphie gave a slight blush, looking up at Quistis. "I'm not a virgin anymore."
"What?" Quistis shouted. She quickly lowered her voice as they started to walk. "What happened?"
"Well, I took some ecstasy at that club. It was a rave, and everyone said it was safe. This morning at around six, I found myself in Balamb hotel with this guy I don't even know. Pretty wild, huh?"
"Selphie, you need to get checked out! You could be pregnant or he could have some kind of disease."
Selphie laughed softly as they reached the cafeteria. "He's totally cleaned. From six fifteen to seven, I was looking up information on him. He goes here. Upper senior classman, his name is Frank Smith. So I talked to some of my buddies, they said he's totally clean." Quistis shook her head, walking into the cafeteria. Selphie sleepily walked behind her. Quistis pulled up a chair to the table, and Selphie pulled up next to her. "Oh, and don't tell anyone!" Quistis nodded. "What's with Irvine's hat, by the way?"
"He won't let me take it off until breakfast. So," she said while slowly pulling it off. She soon felt two hands on top of hers. "Irvine! It's breakfast time! Let me take it off, please?"
Selphie giggled. "She looks cute in it!" Irvine nodded.
"Everyone else thinks so, too," Irvine mocked. She pushed her hands under the hat, flipping it off with ease. "You're no fun, Quistis."
Irvine took his hat, placing it calmly on. He took a seat next to Quistis, grinning at her like every other girl in the school. She rolled her eyes drastically towards him, causing him to frown.
A/N: Just an introductory chapter to introduce you to the evils. I'm telling you, Squall is a snob! He's a snob, dang nabbit! Well, do you like it so far?