FF 8 characters go to junior high





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This is what everyone's thinkin

Squall: Damn books they are good for fucken nothing.

Rinoa: Damn teachers

Zell: Fucked up school

Siefer: Damn classes

Quistis: Yes, I'm going back to school

Now everyone talks out loud

Cid: DAMNIT WHY DO I HAVE TO GO BACK TO THE

HALLS OF THE BITCHES?????????????????????????

Quistis: Cid, watch that mouth of yours

Siefer: Anyone want to clear there mind with me (Pulls out

a box of cocaine)

Rinoa: I do

Quistis: Siefer put that away, thay's for assholes, wait

your one, nevermind

Seifer: Bo-ya

Squall: Bitch, Rinoa's mine

Rinoa: In junior high he gets me, but after that you can

have all you want of me

Squall: yes, in your fucked up face seifer

Seifer: Bring it on

Squall: you bet

(They both pull out gunblades, and exchange blows)

Squall: bitch

Siefer: why do hate me?

Squall: cause you think your cool because, you got Rinoa

(Then he throws his gunblade at him and it goes threw his

arm)

Seifer: Ahhhhhh, bitch, bring it (Then he charges)

Squall: Ahhh (as his gunblade goes threw his arm, and

Seifer pulls the trigger)

Irvine who just made it to school: Stop it Seifer (He starts

Firing)

(Seifer screams as one hits his his scrotum)

10 minutes later an ambulance arrives to give Seifer

surgery on his scrotum.

Seifer: From now on Squlll and Irvine your shall be my

arch rivals

(Starts to fire from his gunblade)

Squall: Shit, that dirty little bitch

Irvine: Watch this (He jumps back and pulls 2 Dusdachas

Out of his pockets and unloads on Seifer)

Then the ambulance leaves and Seifers life is on the line

Princible: Go to class and Quistis come with me

(Quistis follows)

Quistis: What do you want once we get to your office

Principal: how old our you?

Quistis: 24

Principal: Are you single?

Quistis: Yes

Principal: Let's do it

Quistis: Do IT

Principal: Yes

(So they both strip and do it)

Back at the classes

Irvine: first we have math

Squall: Damn it I hate math, it's for little smart ass wussies

Rinoa: This is my best subject I had a D- in it last year

Teacher, will call her teacher from hell: Okay will Irvine

come up and do number 1, Rinoa number 2

Teacher: Okay 3+3=6 good Irvine, now Rinoa 0+2=20,

Okay.

Rinoa, goes back and pulls out a dollar bill and starts

sniffing crack

Teacher: Rinoa you can only do that if you share with the

class

Rinoa: Fine here

It goes around the class

Squall: May I go to the Principals office, to get my math

book he took away?

Teacher: Sure

Squall goes into the principals office and opens the door

Squall: Holy shit

There where the principal and Quistis making out on the

table

Quistis: I can explain

What will she say, tune in for chappy 2, no flames