Chapter 2 Beginning of Rivalry
Author's note: here goes nothing! Sorry about having to do this, but you know... ideas? Flames? Comments? Most appreciated, thank you Just press the button down there.
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"Where?"
"There, number two hundred and sixteen."
"I got an A for Literature? Amazing! Looks like it pays to have that slimeball professor have a feel up my skirt..."
"I passed! OHHHH-YEAHHHH!!!!" Zell punched the air with glee. "What about you guys?!" He turned to the others and Selphie stuck a tongue at him. "I did okay," Irvine, being the tallest of the gang pointed to his name, at the top of the board. "Number fifty one."
"Unbelievable!" Rinoa squealed and grabbed Squall's arm. "You're Number 2! Isn't that awesome?!"
Squall nodded, not really feeling anything. Actually he felt rather guilty since he didn't slave away as hard as the others... and still made it. Above his name, with full marks in seven subjects, was the resident top- scorer. "Quistis Trepe," He muttered under his breath. He lost by seven marks. Seven!
"The Ice Queen did it again!" Several people exclaimed in disappointment and Squall turned to look. At that moment Squall saw her - standing outside the crowd, listening to someone say something. She nodded briefly and walked away without even bothering to come and look at the board. Although she might have known anyway, he thought wryly.
"...the seventh time she bagged the list," Zell muttered. "What's she trying to do anyway, studying like there's no tomorrow? Have you noticed she's getting really pale?"
"Who cares?" Rinoa said crossly. "She stopped Squall from making the top. If she falls sick it's her own problem."
The day passed in a relative blur, as there were announcements, teachers announcing the best in class, the worst, who did well and who didn't. Towards the end of the day, it was clear that nobody had any intention of doing any listening, so the teachers simply gave up and let them off early.
"Let's pah-tay!!!" Selphie whooped and stretched. "What about we try the new club downtown? The Rev or something - "She stopped short when the vice principal, Miss Xu came towards them. She always looked like some prison warden, and today she wasn't any better. Selphie figured it was because everyone was so irresponsible today. "Squall Leonhart?" She inquired and Squall arched a brow. "The Principal would like to see you. Please come with me."
"You guys go on ahead," He told them, frowning with puzzlement. "I'll meet you at The Rev." He dully followed Miss Xu to the principal's office.
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Quistis got up and thanked Principal Martine. It's coming true, she thought happily. She's done it!
Turning around, she was startled to see Miss Xu... with Squall in tow. He gave her a puzzled look and her heart stopped. Oh no... don't tell me he's been offered... but there's no time to ask, because Miss Xu had ushered her out and the door was closed. She stood on the threshold, debating whether to eavesdrop or simply let it slip.
"Is there a problem, Miss Trepe?" A clerk inquired and she blinked. 'oh, no, I'm just leaving," She said hastily and left quickly.
Principal Martine, a balding man who refused to acknowledge his bald pate with a blonde wig that was ill-fitted sat behind a massive oak desk. He smiled benignly at Squall. 'Ah, Squall Leonhart. I had just seen Miss Trepe... sit down, please, sit down."
Squall politely declined and shoved his hands into his pockets. 'What is it?"
"Ah... I have just received a letter from Balamb Garden; as you very well know, it is the most prestigious academy in the world," Martine blinked, smiling. "And I have selected you and Miss Trepe to take the entrance examination... it is an excellent opportunity that doesn't come very often to this school, Mr. Leonhart."
Squall snorted, but refrained from doing it out loud. "Sorry, but I'm not interested." He said flatly, making Martine turn pale - a priceless expression indeed. "But... Mr. Leonhart!! You can't be serious!"
"Nobody's laughing, so I guess I am," Squall shrugged. "Is that all?"
"Please, Mr. Leonhart, I hope you reconsider this... this offer is as coveted as diamonds! Why, there are thousands out there who are willing to give their right eye for this opportunity!"
"Then give it to someone who's willing to fight for it," Squall said.
"The exam is a month away," Martine had recovered some of his color. "I'm giving you time to think... please don't throw your future away."
"My future doesn't involve Balamb garden, but if it makes you any happier, I'll think about it," Squall stopped at the doorway and nodded a 'good day'.
What good is it even if I take the bloody exam? He thought idly. Father never cares... I have a future already. Laguna made sure of that... He looked at his wahc as he walked and groaned. Almost six? "Rinoa's gonna kill me..." he muttered and began to run, ignoring all precautions and turning a sharp corner - BAM!
He was thrown back into a row of lockers and an errant key poked into his shoulder blade, making him yelp in pain. To add insult to injury, a ton of books fell at his feet and if he wasn't wearing boots, he was sure the unabridged dictionary would give him a purple toe to remember.
The other party wasn't so fortunate - he was thrown to the floor with an outraged gasp. Squall bent over bouble and waited for the throb in his back to subside. "watch where you're going, you idiot!" he growled and looked at his victim.
The student to looked up at the same time and Squall hastily wished he had bit his tongue. Quistis Trepe!
Those icy eyes gave him a glare as the owner picked herself up and swayed unsteadily. "Who are you calling idiot, you - "
She stopped and pressed a hand to her head, scrunching her face up in pain, swaying unsteadily. Squall's earlier apprehension turned to alarm. "Hey... are you - oi!" He quickly caught her when she fell forward. He shook her in alarm and was shocked to find she had passed out. Damn, did he hit her that hard?! He looked around desperately for help. Almost every student had left, and the corridors were silent. He suddenly remembered something. "Hold on," He muttered as he gathered her into his arms and made a dash for the Infirmary.
A/N: Reviews? Pretty please?
Author's note: here goes nothing! Sorry about having to do this, but you know... ideas? Flames? Comments? Most appreciated, thank you Just press the button down there.
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"Where?"
"There, number two hundred and sixteen."
"I got an A for Literature? Amazing! Looks like it pays to have that slimeball professor have a feel up my skirt..."
"I passed! OHHHH-YEAHHHH!!!!" Zell punched the air with glee. "What about you guys?!" He turned to the others and Selphie stuck a tongue at him. "I did okay," Irvine, being the tallest of the gang pointed to his name, at the top of the board. "Number fifty one."
"Unbelievable!" Rinoa squealed and grabbed Squall's arm. "You're Number 2! Isn't that awesome?!"
Squall nodded, not really feeling anything. Actually he felt rather guilty since he didn't slave away as hard as the others... and still made it. Above his name, with full marks in seven subjects, was the resident top- scorer. "Quistis Trepe," He muttered under his breath. He lost by seven marks. Seven!
"The Ice Queen did it again!" Several people exclaimed in disappointment and Squall turned to look. At that moment Squall saw her - standing outside the crowd, listening to someone say something. She nodded briefly and walked away without even bothering to come and look at the board. Although she might have known anyway, he thought wryly.
"...the seventh time she bagged the list," Zell muttered. "What's she trying to do anyway, studying like there's no tomorrow? Have you noticed she's getting really pale?"
"Who cares?" Rinoa said crossly. "She stopped Squall from making the top. If she falls sick it's her own problem."
The day passed in a relative blur, as there were announcements, teachers announcing the best in class, the worst, who did well and who didn't. Towards the end of the day, it was clear that nobody had any intention of doing any listening, so the teachers simply gave up and let them off early.
"Let's pah-tay!!!" Selphie whooped and stretched. "What about we try the new club downtown? The Rev or something - "She stopped short when the vice principal, Miss Xu came towards them. She always looked like some prison warden, and today she wasn't any better. Selphie figured it was because everyone was so irresponsible today. "Squall Leonhart?" She inquired and Squall arched a brow. "The Principal would like to see you. Please come with me."
"You guys go on ahead," He told them, frowning with puzzlement. "I'll meet you at The Rev." He dully followed Miss Xu to the principal's office.
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Quistis got up and thanked Principal Martine. It's coming true, she thought happily. She's done it!
Turning around, she was startled to see Miss Xu... with Squall in tow. He gave her a puzzled look and her heart stopped. Oh no... don't tell me he's been offered... but there's no time to ask, because Miss Xu had ushered her out and the door was closed. She stood on the threshold, debating whether to eavesdrop or simply let it slip.
"Is there a problem, Miss Trepe?" A clerk inquired and she blinked. 'oh, no, I'm just leaving," She said hastily and left quickly.
Principal Martine, a balding man who refused to acknowledge his bald pate with a blonde wig that was ill-fitted sat behind a massive oak desk. He smiled benignly at Squall. 'Ah, Squall Leonhart. I had just seen Miss Trepe... sit down, please, sit down."
Squall politely declined and shoved his hands into his pockets. 'What is it?"
"Ah... I have just received a letter from Balamb Garden; as you very well know, it is the most prestigious academy in the world," Martine blinked, smiling. "And I have selected you and Miss Trepe to take the entrance examination... it is an excellent opportunity that doesn't come very often to this school, Mr. Leonhart."
Squall snorted, but refrained from doing it out loud. "Sorry, but I'm not interested." He said flatly, making Martine turn pale - a priceless expression indeed. "But... Mr. Leonhart!! You can't be serious!"
"Nobody's laughing, so I guess I am," Squall shrugged. "Is that all?"
"Please, Mr. Leonhart, I hope you reconsider this... this offer is as coveted as diamonds! Why, there are thousands out there who are willing to give their right eye for this opportunity!"
"Then give it to someone who's willing to fight for it," Squall said.
"The exam is a month away," Martine had recovered some of his color. "I'm giving you time to think... please don't throw your future away."
"My future doesn't involve Balamb garden, but if it makes you any happier, I'll think about it," Squall stopped at the doorway and nodded a 'good day'.
What good is it even if I take the bloody exam? He thought idly. Father never cares... I have a future already. Laguna made sure of that... He looked at his wahc as he walked and groaned. Almost six? "Rinoa's gonna kill me..." he muttered and began to run, ignoring all precautions and turning a sharp corner - BAM!
He was thrown back into a row of lockers and an errant key poked into his shoulder blade, making him yelp in pain. To add insult to injury, a ton of books fell at his feet and if he wasn't wearing boots, he was sure the unabridged dictionary would give him a purple toe to remember.
The other party wasn't so fortunate - he was thrown to the floor with an outraged gasp. Squall bent over bouble and waited for the throb in his back to subside. "watch where you're going, you idiot!" he growled and looked at his victim.
The student to looked up at the same time and Squall hastily wished he had bit his tongue. Quistis Trepe!
Those icy eyes gave him a glare as the owner picked herself up and swayed unsteadily. "Who are you calling idiot, you - "
She stopped and pressed a hand to her head, scrunching her face up in pain, swaying unsteadily. Squall's earlier apprehension turned to alarm. "Hey... are you - oi!" He quickly caught her when she fell forward. He shook her in alarm and was shocked to find she had passed out. Damn, did he hit her that hard?! He looked around desperately for help. Almost every student had left, and the corridors were silent. He suddenly remembered something. "Hold on," He muttered as he gathered her into his arms and made a dash for the Infirmary.
A/N: Reviews? Pretty please?
