A/N: songfic!
Disclaimer: She hates me by Puddle of Mud

Chapter 3: Garden Festival 2: She hates me   Accident 3: The pie

They called him a lapdog, the Sorceress' lapdog.  He was a traitor.  He betrayed Garden, his friends…  But he was under mind control, he didn't want to destroy Trabia Garden, he didn't want to fight his friends.
Before that he was mean.  He was hard.  That's the image he created for himself.  He didn't want them to know about his feelings, his soft side.  He hid his true self.  He felt alone.  He was a failure.
He was Seifer Almasy

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He was surfing the web, searching for a song.  Selphie had her ways to get someone into singing for the Garden Festival.  Bet he had made clear he wasn't gonna write the song himself.
He thought of her… He had failed her (even got her fired).  She was above him.  She had it all: friends, a good career… She got her job back and now she was teaching him again.  Quistis Trepe.
~Gotta stop thinking about her.  She'll never like me.  A queen like her would never love a failure like me.~

He was still thinking about what happened in the cafeteria.  She had hit him pretty hard.  His head still hurt.  Seifer ran his hand through his hair.

~Here's a good song.  Part of the refrain sounds like I wrote it myself.  She hates me by Puddle of Mud.~

He sang the song.  Once, twice, until he knew every word.
~Now Selphie has to agree.  If she doesn't I'm not gonna sing.  I know the fuckin' whole song, every single word of it!~

He left his dorm. ~Where could she be?~

Not in her dorm.

Not in the quad (weird).

"Where the hell is that Messenger Girl when you need her?" he got frustrated.
"Right her!" she came up behind him "And the name's Selphie."
"I needed to talk to you."
"You do?" she smiled.
"Yeah, found a song…"
"Oh, splendid!  Let's hear it!"
"Right here?  You gotta be kiddin'!"
"Why not?  There's nobody here."
"And what about that giggling group of girls over there?"
"What group?" she turned around "Oh, that group."
"Let's go to my dorm."
"Alrighty!"
As they walked by the girls, Seifer tripped over his own feet, falling with his face in a pie that just happened to stand there for situations like this.  The girls bursted out in laughter, including Selphie.  Seifer was angry but thought they would laugh harder if he did something.  Yet he couldn't stop himself from yellin': "What are you laughing.  Stop it or I'll…"
"Or you'll throw a pie in our faces!" Selphie finished the sentence, but that wasn't what he had wanted to say.  He really made a fool out of himself.  He turned around and ran off, while cleaning his face with he T-shirt.
~Don't want everyone to see me this ridiculous.  It's bad enough as it is.  In a few minutes the rumors will be all over Garden.~

He came out of the bathroom, fresh from the shower.
"Hi there!" a hyper brunette said.
"Selphie.  What are you doin' her?"
"Your song.  Remember?" she reminded him as she studied his bare chest (~Wow~)
"Oh yeah.  That." He put on a new shirt, a black one.

"Met a girl
Thought she was grand
Fell in love
Found out first hand
Went well for a week or two
Then it all came unglued

In a trap
Trip I can't grip
Never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
Then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

She fuckin' hates me
Trust
She fuckin' hates me
La la la Love
I tried too hard
And she tore my feelings like I had none
And ripped them away

She was queen for about an hour
After that she got sour
She took all I ever had
No sign of guilt
Not feelin' bad
No

In a trap
Trip I can't grip
Never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
Then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

She fuckin' hates me
Trust
She fuckin' hates me
La la la Love
I tried too hard
And she tore my feelings like I had none
And ripped them away

That's my story
As you see
Learned my lesson
And so did she
Now it's over
And I'm glad
Cause I'm a fool
For all I've said

She fuckin' hates me
Trust
She fuckin' hates me
La la la Love
I tried too hard
And she tore my feelings like I had none
And ripped them away

La la la la la la la la la Love
Trust
La la la la la la la la la
Trust
La la la…
(And she tore my feelings like I had none
Trust)
…la la la

She fuckin' hates me"

Garden Festival Program:

1.  Quistis Trepe – Ice Queen
2.  Seifer Almasy – She hates me