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WHAT TO DO WHEN SOME ASS TRIPS YOU
But then, two things happened. Someone tripped her, and her stuff went flying all over the hall. She managed to keep her own balance. After she saw everything on the floor, she quickly dropped to her knees and gathered everything back into her possession. She could feel someone behind her, watching her, laughing.... She was sure they were laughing.
Kay stood up, her hair in her face. She threw her silvery hair over her shoulder, letting it catch the light and shimmer. She looked up at the guy who had tripped her, feeling dumb.
"Hey, Newbie. What's the rush?"
It was the guy from the elevator.
"Hey, Jerk face, what's your problem?" Kay snapped, " You trying to make me late to class on purpose?"
"What makes you think that?" the guy asked innocently, grinning.
"Take a wild guess, Sherlock..." Kay muttered under her breath.
Kay turned from the guy to walk down the hall. She hadn't taken five steps before the guy came up next to her and pushed her stuff onto the floor, then he stepped back a few steps. Instead of picking everything up, mild- mannered Kay spun around and punched the guy in the face.
"Why you little...." the guy sputtered, pulling back a fist that would soon punch Kay.
Kay stood up straight. She smiled and held her ground. "I dare you," she said, a large grin tugging at the sides of her face.
The guy faltered. Kay's braveness had thrown him for a loop. He wasn't used to it.
"Well, come on! Are you going to try, or are you going to let me go to class?" Kay asked, trying not to laugh.
It was then that the punch came. But it never hit its mark. Kay just ducked under lightly. Then she proceeded to pick her stuff up. She noted the time on the clock. Five minutes to class. Had five minutes actually passed since she had started this miserable day?
"Okay, look, whatever your name is," Kay said apologetically, " I know it was a real pleasure to meet you, even though you tried to clobber me, but I have to go to class now."
"Now you see here, I tell you when-" the guy snarled, throwing a punch at Kay.
There was a solid thwack, and Kay blinked. There was another guy in the hallway, and he had blocked the punch.
"Let go of my hand, Zell," the elevator guy said.
"Stop picking on the Newbies, Seifer," the guy named Zell said.
Zell was just a tiny bit shorter than Kay. Not by much, but by about a half inch or less. He had light golden- blonde hair. His bangs stood up in front, gravity-defying by the way they stood up almost a full ninety degrees. There was a large black tattoo along the left side of his face. His blue eyes were crystal- clear. He had his Cadet uniform on.
"Let go of my hand, Chicken- wuss," Seifer growled.
Zell cringed at Seifer's 'pet- name' for him. "Leave the Newbies alone," he repeated.
"Damn it, Zell, let go of my goddamned hand!" Seifer exploded.
It was then that Kay stepped in-between them. She smiled at Zell, and frowned at Seifer.
"Now," she said, "Lets not fight, okay, boys?"
Seifer was dumbfounded. He didn't understand Kay at all.
"Zell," Kay said, looking into his deep, clear blue eyes. "Let go of Seifer's hand."
Zell reluctantly let go of Seifer's fist.
"And Seifer," Kay said, turning to Seifer, looking up at him. "Leave me alone, or next time, I'll send you to the Infirmary. Is that clear?"
Seifer nodded, not knowing what else to do.
"Good. Now I'm going to my class."
With that, Kay walked away, back to her class, or at least to it. She got into the doorway of room 515 and looked back. Zell was walking behind her with his hands in his pockets. Seifer was behind him, strolling down the hall like he had all the time in the world.
Something about Seifer and Zell made Kay hesitate. She didn't know what, but something made her think twice before she did anything. Zell was somewhat brave, even though he had cringed at Seifer's 'pet- name.' Seifer himself... He was something different. He wasn't like anyone Kay had ever known. He was... Independent, almost as if he had no friends at all, had to face the world alone, and treats everyone however he feels. Kay passed the thoughts on through her mind and walked into her class. She stepped up to Instructor Trepe's desk.
Quistis Trepe was only eighteen years old. She had a sort of burnt orange hair mixed with blonde. Her outfit was all orange with a black belt around the waist of her dress.
"Instructor Trepe?" Kay asked.
"Yes. And you must be..." Quistis scrolled down her list of students. "Oh, here it is, Miss Kay Hollywood, right?"
"Yes." Kay said as the bell rang.
"First day here?"
"Yes."
"Well, lets see, you can go sit.... Zell Dincht!" Quistis called, seeing Zell enter the class after the bell rang. "Come here!"
Zell gulped and walked over. "Instructor?"
"Did you just come into class late?"
Zell nodded.
"What do you have to say for yourself?"
Zell said nothing.
"I'll let it slide this time. Next time, it'll be a detention," Quistis said.
Zell nodded, then walked to his seat. It was the second one from the back, right in front of Seifer's. Somehow Seifer had gotten to his seat without being seen by Quistis.
"Now," Quistis said to Kay, "Where were we? Oh yes, you can go sit next to Mr. Dincht over there."
"Okay," Kay said, walking to Zell's desk. She put her stuff down, then sat down. Then she turned her council on and yawned. She was right in front of Seifer. She didn't like that.
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I know, short chapters, but thats how they will be in the beggining! Oh, and I've got the mission already done. BAD ME! I worked on the mission when I should have worked on the exam! lol... anyhow, R&R or none more will be put up!
WHAT TO DO WHEN SOME ASS TRIPS YOU
But then, two things happened. Someone tripped her, and her stuff went flying all over the hall. She managed to keep her own balance. After she saw everything on the floor, she quickly dropped to her knees and gathered everything back into her possession. She could feel someone behind her, watching her, laughing.... She was sure they were laughing.
Kay stood up, her hair in her face. She threw her silvery hair over her shoulder, letting it catch the light and shimmer. She looked up at the guy who had tripped her, feeling dumb.
"Hey, Newbie. What's the rush?"
It was the guy from the elevator.
"Hey, Jerk face, what's your problem?" Kay snapped, " You trying to make me late to class on purpose?"
"What makes you think that?" the guy asked innocently, grinning.
"Take a wild guess, Sherlock..." Kay muttered under her breath.
Kay turned from the guy to walk down the hall. She hadn't taken five steps before the guy came up next to her and pushed her stuff onto the floor, then he stepped back a few steps. Instead of picking everything up, mild- mannered Kay spun around and punched the guy in the face.
"Why you little...." the guy sputtered, pulling back a fist that would soon punch Kay.
Kay stood up straight. She smiled and held her ground. "I dare you," she said, a large grin tugging at the sides of her face.
The guy faltered. Kay's braveness had thrown him for a loop. He wasn't used to it.
"Well, come on! Are you going to try, or are you going to let me go to class?" Kay asked, trying not to laugh.
It was then that the punch came. But it never hit its mark. Kay just ducked under lightly. Then she proceeded to pick her stuff up. She noted the time on the clock. Five minutes to class. Had five minutes actually passed since she had started this miserable day?
"Okay, look, whatever your name is," Kay said apologetically, " I know it was a real pleasure to meet you, even though you tried to clobber me, but I have to go to class now."
"Now you see here, I tell you when-" the guy snarled, throwing a punch at Kay.
There was a solid thwack, and Kay blinked. There was another guy in the hallway, and he had blocked the punch.
"Let go of my hand, Zell," the elevator guy said.
"Stop picking on the Newbies, Seifer," the guy named Zell said.
Zell was just a tiny bit shorter than Kay. Not by much, but by about a half inch or less. He had light golden- blonde hair. His bangs stood up in front, gravity-defying by the way they stood up almost a full ninety degrees. There was a large black tattoo along the left side of his face. His blue eyes were crystal- clear. He had his Cadet uniform on.
"Let go of my hand, Chicken- wuss," Seifer growled.
Zell cringed at Seifer's 'pet- name' for him. "Leave the Newbies alone," he repeated.
"Damn it, Zell, let go of my goddamned hand!" Seifer exploded.
It was then that Kay stepped in-between them. She smiled at Zell, and frowned at Seifer.
"Now," she said, "Lets not fight, okay, boys?"
Seifer was dumbfounded. He didn't understand Kay at all.
"Zell," Kay said, looking into his deep, clear blue eyes. "Let go of Seifer's hand."
Zell reluctantly let go of Seifer's fist.
"And Seifer," Kay said, turning to Seifer, looking up at him. "Leave me alone, or next time, I'll send you to the Infirmary. Is that clear?"
Seifer nodded, not knowing what else to do.
"Good. Now I'm going to my class."
With that, Kay walked away, back to her class, or at least to it. She got into the doorway of room 515 and looked back. Zell was walking behind her with his hands in his pockets. Seifer was behind him, strolling down the hall like he had all the time in the world.
Something about Seifer and Zell made Kay hesitate. She didn't know what, but something made her think twice before she did anything. Zell was somewhat brave, even though he had cringed at Seifer's 'pet- name.' Seifer himself... He was something different. He wasn't like anyone Kay had ever known. He was... Independent, almost as if he had no friends at all, had to face the world alone, and treats everyone however he feels. Kay passed the thoughts on through her mind and walked into her class. She stepped up to Instructor Trepe's desk.
Quistis Trepe was only eighteen years old. She had a sort of burnt orange hair mixed with blonde. Her outfit was all orange with a black belt around the waist of her dress.
"Instructor Trepe?" Kay asked.
"Yes. And you must be..." Quistis scrolled down her list of students. "Oh, here it is, Miss Kay Hollywood, right?"
"Yes." Kay said as the bell rang.
"First day here?"
"Yes."
"Well, lets see, you can go sit.... Zell Dincht!" Quistis called, seeing Zell enter the class after the bell rang. "Come here!"
Zell gulped and walked over. "Instructor?"
"Did you just come into class late?"
Zell nodded.
"What do you have to say for yourself?"
Zell said nothing.
"I'll let it slide this time. Next time, it'll be a detention," Quistis said.
Zell nodded, then walked to his seat. It was the second one from the back, right in front of Seifer's. Somehow Seifer had gotten to his seat without being seen by Quistis.
"Now," Quistis said to Kay, "Where were we? Oh yes, you can go sit next to Mr. Dincht over there."
"Okay," Kay said, walking to Zell's desk. She put her stuff down, then sat down. Then she turned her council on and yawned. She was right in front of Seifer. She didn't like that.
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I know, short chapters, but thats how they will be in the beggining! Oh, and I've got the mission already done. BAD ME! I worked on the mission when I should have worked on the exam! lol... anyhow, R&R or none more will be put up!