Hell school…err… I mean, High school
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(Note: Author: "To those who reviewed without reading… YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL YOUR MISSING :P" Kuja: "…And now back to our original programming ^_^")

"…This sucks…" Said Amarant standing in his dorm room with his assigned roommate and friend, Freya.
"Well of course it sucks! It's a vacuum!" Freya rolled her eyes as she pulled out the vacuum from the closet on her side of the room. "This place is so dusty!"
"No! I don't mean the vacuum! I mean this situation! I'm too cool for school!" Amarant told her.
A/N: note, no one is too cool for school. Stay in school peeps! :P
"Amarant, stop your bellyaching and help me clean this place. Once we clean this place up and turn on the sprinklers, it'll be like living in Burmecia again!" Freya smiled to herself.
"…Is there any chance I can disagree to this?" Amarant asked.
"Um… Nope."
"…Then can I at least put an umbrella over my bed?"
"Sure, why not."

Amarant walked over to his closet and pull out 5 umbrellas, a hammer and a package of nails and headed over to his bed.

"Hey! I agreed to one umbrella not 5!" Freya glared at him.

Just then there was a knock at the door. Freya set the vacuum down by her bed and opened the door. At the door was Zidane and Vivi.

"Hi Freya!" Vivi chirped happily.
"Hey Freya! Doing some renovations I see." Zidane smirked as he looked around Freya to find Amarant nailing umbrellas over his bed.
"You might say that. If we're going to be staying here for a while as torture might as well make the best of it." Freya smiled.
"Well I hope we aren't staying too long. I'm not spending my vacation LEARNING."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I wonder what Kuja actually has planned for us."
"Whatever it is, we gotta keep on our guard and watch out for and cheap tricks."
"I like magic tricks." Vivi smiled.
"Umm… Vivi… why don't you help Amarant with the umbrellas." Freya asked.
"S-S-Sure." Vivi smiled as he walked past Freya.
"(A wandering mind… that's not like him…)" Freya whispered to Zidane.
"(I know, it seems that the chamber thingy Kuja shoved us into has changed us all a little bit.)" Zidane whispered back.
"(How so?)"
"(Well, Quina's been going to each room asking for sugar, Rusty's been more active than ever, and Eiko runs around and is more loud than usual.)"
"(I see… This might explain my nagging and happy attitude that's been going off and on…)"
"HAHAHAHA! Nagging and a happy attitude?! That doesn't seem the right for a punk!" Zidane laughed out loud.
"I can see you've gone back to your 16 year old self…" Freya growled.
"There's the Freya I know!" Zidane smirked.

Suddenly Quina appeared from behind them with a cup in his/her hand.

"I borrow sugar?" Quina asked with his/her trademark goofy smile.
"…No Quina… go back to your dorm room." Zidane told him/her.

Quina frowned and waddled back to its dorm room down the hall. Suddenly Beatrix came running toward them from the other end of the hall and stopped in front of the two. Her tube top was completely soaked and she seemed short of breath.

"He-Hello Freya… He-Hello Master Zidane." Beatrix smiled as she was gasping for air.
"Hey Beatrix, what's up?" Zidane asked.
"Why are you huffing and puffing like that?" Freya asked.
"I… I was running from… Albert…" Beatrix answered between breaths, "Freya can I borrow one of your shirts?"
"Why are you running from him and why do you need one of Freya's shirts?" Zidane asked.
"Steiner found a water gun in his closet and decided to test it out on me. Now my shirt is wet and he's drenched every single shirt I have!" Beatrix explained.
"I was wondering what all the hollering was about." Zidane smirked.
Beatrix gave him a quick glare then turned back to Freya, "So can I borrow one?"
"Alright. But I don't know what's the problem with soaked clothes. My clothes were always soaked in Burmecia." Freya told her as she walked back into her room searching through her suit case.
"Not a White one though! He can resist soaking my white shirts." Beatrix told her with an embarrassed look.
"I wouldn't blame him." Zidane smirked wider.
"With all due respect, Master Zidane, do shut up." Beatrix glared.
"Okay, okay, no jokes about your misfortune of having a horny roommate." Zidane smirked even wider.
Beatrix slapped her forehead, "Why me?"

Freya came back to the door way holding a red 'I (Heart) NB'
A/N: Note, NB = New Burmecia ^_^

Freya handed it over to Beatrix, "Here you go. I don't mind if it gets wet, just return it in one piece."
"Will do." Beatrix smiled at her friend, "Thanks."
"Welcome. Anytime." Freya smiled as she gave her friend a hug.
Beatrix hesitantly hugged back, "It's not like you to be so… cheery, Freya…"
"We noticed." Zidane smirked.
"Do you have any place I could change into this?" Beatrix asked, ignoring Zidane.
"Well-" Freya began.
"My room!" Zidane cut her off.
"…As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted, you can use the bathroom." Freya told her.
"Thanks." Beatrix walked past Freya and Zidane into the room.
"Well, I think I'll go see what Dagger and Eiko are up to. Later Freya!" Zidane said as he turned away and walked down the hall.
"Bye!" Freya said as she shut the door.

Suddenly before Freya could continue her work on the room, there was another knock at the door. Freya opened it to find Quina standing there with the same cup.

"I borrow sugar?" Quina smiled.
"You already came here and asked that." Freya told him/her.
"…" Quina fell silent. "…I borrow sugar?"
"Go home, Quina." Freya glared.
"…" Teardrop weld up in Quina's eyes.
"Sigh… Alright, I'll get you some sugar…" Freya said rolling her eyes.
"Yay! I happy!" Quina jumped up and down as Freya disappeared into her room to find some sugar.
Mmmmmmmm… Sugar… NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I'm out of sugary pixie-sticks again! :'( Oh well I'll have to cut this chapter short! Tune in next time to see when class starts! ^_~ R&R pleaze! No flames, OKay?