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Chapter 2
Quistis sighed and raked a hand through her silky, sun-kissed hair as she scooped up a stack of papers and files and wished for about the hundredth time that day- no, make that hour- that she could just take a break and forget life. Then she would remember that she'd always wanted to be an Instructor, and had worked hard for that title. She stared wistfully out of her window at the far away beach and beautiful, tranquil blue waves rolling over the smooth white sands before shrinking back shyly away, and then summoning the courage to meet the shores again. The sunlight filtered through the blue, like lapis lazuli, and she watched two of her students laughing and swimming in the water. Nearby was a small kiosk and cafe overlooking the sea. She skimmed the beach briefly and spotted him. : The lonely fisherman with the funny hat on the new pier. He was always there, fishing...He had a beautiful dog- a sleek, black hound that would run through the waves and terrorize the seagulls who were coaxed towards the fisherman with the promise of the crust from his sandwiches. It was so peaceful. How Quistis longed to join the beach folk, or try that new cafe all her friends had recommended her to go to, but...she looked down onto her desk and at the papers cradled in her arms and groaned inwardly. Work was calling, and she was a slave to what she had thought was what she'd always wanted.
Picking up the rest of her things, she headed off towards her dormitory and dumped everything quickly on her table, throwing a small tub of pasta into the microwave before starting to work on a basic salad. Her thoughts wandered over the day and everything that had happened. A tap on her door interrupted her thoughts.
'Not nooowwwww...' she murmured under her breath as she turned the knob only to be greeted by the smiling, chirpy face of one of her two best friends.
'Selphie, what can I do for you?' she asked, plastering on a fake smile.
'Okay,' came the chirpy, almost painfully happy reply, 'Irvy is taking to that big dance on downtown tonight, and we just wanted to let you know that we might be a little late to your party, but we won't miss it. Ooohh...can I stay for lunch?' Somehow, Selphie always managed to get what she wants, without even realizing that she's practically taking it off you without your permission- just her happy personality that you don't want to crumble. Quistis forced a smile and pushed open the door wider.
'Sure, come on in,' she said as Selphie took a seat at her table. 'It's only microwave pasta and salad.'
'I hardly ever see you anymore, Quisty. You're always holed up in your room marking test papers. Why don't you get out and come to the cafe with me tomorrow? You know- that new one along the beach that just opened up. Ellie's, I think it's called.' she curled a strand of her kicky chestnut hair around her pinky finger and inspected her pink sparkly fingernails absent-mindedly. She always had new nail-polish job every week. Quistis popped another serving of pasta into the microwave for Selphie, and then finished making the salad.
'I'm too busy, Selph...being an instructor means lots of commitment- I love my job!' but even as she said this a strain of stress spiked thought her voice, and Selphie always picked up on a sad person, and she leaned slightly forward, a serious expression floating across her face.
'I know you're unhappy, Quisty. You can't hide it from us- we worry about you!' The corners of her lips twitched slightly upwards into a small smile. 'I mean, besides me being just lain brilliant at telling how people really feel, you always were a bad actress.' This surpassed a nervous laugh from Quistis who all of a sudden felt a century old, particularly sitting next to such a bright, happy teen. Selphie reached across the glass table and placed her small hand on Quistis' trembling one.
'If you ever need to talk, just remember there's always me, and Rinoa is your best friend too-That reminds me!' the old Quistis snapped back almost instantly and started to delve around in her denim handbag.
'I know I have it here somewhere!' she muttered, pulling out a pair of sunnies, a hot pink mobile phone, lip gloss, chocolate wrappers then finally a small velvet pouch.
'Found it! I got you and Rinoa another charm for our bracelets.' she chirped, opening up the black cloth to reveal three little silver elephant charms, each with a tiny, tiny bell dangling from the elephant's baby trunk. Selphie squeaked as she held one out. 'Aren't they cute?'
'Gorgeous,' came Quistis' slightly deadpanned reply as she accepted the gift and attached it to her bracelet, then clipped Selphie's onto hers. Then came the sudden 'ding' of the microwave to let them know that the pasta was ready. Quistis left Selphie's on for a bit longer whilst she poured the juice. Selphie eyed her appartment/dromitory.
'Gee, instructors are lucky- I wish I could decorate my room however I want, and have all expenses paid for by Garden.'
Quistis sighed softly to herself. She knew what Selphie was doing and there was nothing good about being an instructor. She suddenly realized, and did a double take, that she hated her job. She hated her life as it was. Then something caught the light in the corner of her eye, and she only half- listened to Selphie's mindless chatter about her selection of colors and her 'stylish' theme as she walked over to the shelf and picked up one of her framed photos, this one a gift after the ending battle. She ignored the 'ding' of the microwave. It was a photo of everyone after the Ending Battle with Ultimecia. She looked down at their faces. Selphie was all bright and happy (her usual self); Irvine had his arm around her waist, a contented grin spread across his features. She smiled at the happy little couple in the photograph, and then looked over to where her best friend was standing and examining the room with keen interest. It's such a shame that Irvine and Selphie had stopped dating and broken up; they were really cute together. She looked back at the photo. Zell was standing next o Irvine, hands in his pockets, and a smiling a big grin, causing his tatt to scrunch around his eyes. Squall looked a lot older, but he had obviously relaxed, even if he didn't smile. Rinoa had her arm slung casually through his, her face radiating with happiness, then she saw herself, turned to the side, only a half smile on her face, her hand resting on Rinoa's shoulder. She suddenly realized just how worn she was, and closed her eyes briefly. She would stay strong for them. She remembered how at one stage in the ending battle, Zell shot her an almost-desperate look, and had depended on her. She would be there for them. Quistis Trepe would remain strong for her friends. Suddenly, a tap on her shoulder brought her back, and she looked down at Selphie.
'Ya gonna get that?' Selphie asked in her usual 'woo-hoo, tee-hee' voice, and Quistis had to smile.
'Sure,' she replied and set the table.
'So are ya gonna come wimme and Rinoa to Ellie's tomorrow?' Selphie asked as she sat down. Quistis looked over at her friend.
'Yeah, guess so.' she replied, much to Selphie's delight. Why not? Be good to get out for once.
Well, there it is. Next chapter will be up soon, so review and tell me what ya think, okay? Oh, and by the way, since this is after the Ending Battle, Seifer shouldn't be here, but in this story, he got re-admitted into Garden, and is now running for a position in the second untit SeeD, for elite fighters. To be in it, you have to be between eighteen and twenty- one, okay? Cyaz all in Chapter Three!
Chapter 2
Quistis sighed and raked a hand through her silky, sun-kissed hair as she scooped up a stack of papers and files and wished for about the hundredth time that day- no, make that hour- that she could just take a break and forget life. Then she would remember that she'd always wanted to be an Instructor, and had worked hard for that title. She stared wistfully out of her window at the far away beach and beautiful, tranquil blue waves rolling over the smooth white sands before shrinking back shyly away, and then summoning the courage to meet the shores again. The sunlight filtered through the blue, like lapis lazuli, and she watched two of her students laughing and swimming in the water. Nearby was a small kiosk and cafe overlooking the sea. She skimmed the beach briefly and spotted him. : The lonely fisherman with the funny hat on the new pier. He was always there, fishing...He had a beautiful dog- a sleek, black hound that would run through the waves and terrorize the seagulls who were coaxed towards the fisherman with the promise of the crust from his sandwiches. It was so peaceful. How Quistis longed to join the beach folk, or try that new cafe all her friends had recommended her to go to, but...she looked down onto her desk and at the papers cradled in her arms and groaned inwardly. Work was calling, and she was a slave to what she had thought was what she'd always wanted.
Picking up the rest of her things, she headed off towards her dormitory and dumped everything quickly on her table, throwing a small tub of pasta into the microwave before starting to work on a basic salad. Her thoughts wandered over the day and everything that had happened. A tap on her door interrupted her thoughts.
'Not nooowwwww...' she murmured under her breath as she turned the knob only to be greeted by the smiling, chirpy face of one of her two best friends.
'Selphie, what can I do for you?' she asked, plastering on a fake smile.
'Okay,' came the chirpy, almost painfully happy reply, 'Irvy is taking to that big dance on downtown tonight, and we just wanted to let you know that we might be a little late to your party, but we won't miss it. Ooohh...can I stay for lunch?' Somehow, Selphie always managed to get what she wants, without even realizing that she's practically taking it off you without your permission- just her happy personality that you don't want to crumble. Quistis forced a smile and pushed open the door wider.
'Sure, come on in,' she said as Selphie took a seat at her table. 'It's only microwave pasta and salad.'
'I hardly ever see you anymore, Quisty. You're always holed up in your room marking test papers. Why don't you get out and come to the cafe with me tomorrow? You know- that new one along the beach that just opened up. Ellie's, I think it's called.' she curled a strand of her kicky chestnut hair around her pinky finger and inspected her pink sparkly fingernails absent-mindedly. She always had new nail-polish job every week. Quistis popped another serving of pasta into the microwave for Selphie, and then finished making the salad.
'I'm too busy, Selph...being an instructor means lots of commitment- I love my job!' but even as she said this a strain of stress spiked thought her voice, and Selphie always picked up on a sad person, and she leaned slightly forward, a serious expression floating across her face.
'I know you're unhappy, Quisty. You can't hide it from us- we worry about you!' The corners of her lips twitched slightly upwards into a small smile. 'I mean, besides me being just lain brilliant at telling how people really feel, you always were a bad actress.' This surpassed a nervous laugh from Quistis who all of a sudden felt a century old, particularly sitting next to such a bright, happy teen. Selphie reached across the glass table and placed her small hand on Quistis' trembling one.
'If you ever need to talk, just remember there's always me, and Rinoa is your best friend too-That reminds me!' the old Quistis snapped back almost instantly and started to delve around in her denim handbag.
'I know I have it here somewhere!' she muttered, pulling out a pair of sunnies, a hot pink mobile phone, lip gloss, chocolate wrappers then finally a small velvet pouch.
'Found it! I got you and Rinoa another charm for our bracelets.' she chirped, opening up the black cloth to reveal three little silver elephant charms, each with a tiny, tiny bell dangling from the elephant's baby trunk. Selphie squeaked as she held one out. 'Aren't they cute?'
'Gorgeous,' came Quistis' slightly deadpanned reply as she accepted the gift and attached it to her bracelet, then clipped Selphie's onto hers. Then came the sudden 'ding' of the microwave to let them know that the pasta was ready. Quistis left Selphie's on for a bit longer whilst she poured the juice. Selphie eyed her appartment/dromitory.
'Gee, instructors are lucky- I wish I could decorate my room however I want, and have all expenses paid for by Garden.'
Quistis sighed softly to herself. She knew what Selphie was doing and there was nothing good about being an instructor. She suddenly realized, and did a double take, that she hated her job. She hated her life as it was. Then something caught the light in the corner of her eye, and she only half- listened to Selphie's mindless chatter about her selection of colors and her 'stylish' theme as she walked over to the shelf and picked up one of her framed photos, this one a gift after the ending battle. She ignored the 'ding' of the microwave. It was a photo of everyone after the Ending Battle with Ultimecia. She looked down at their faces. Selphie was all bright and happy (her usual self); Irvine had his arm around her waist, a contented grin spread across his features. She smiled at the happy little couple in the photograph, and then looked over to where her best friend was standing and examining the room with keen interest. It's such a shame that Irvine and Selphie had stopped dating and broken up; they were really cute together. She looked back at the photo. Zell was standing next o Irvine, hands in his pockets, and a smiling a big grin, causing his tatt to scrunch around his eyes. Squall looked a lot older, but he had obviously relaxed, even if he didn't smile. Rinoa had her arm slung casually through his, her face radiating with happiness, then she saw herself, turned to the side, only a half smile on her face, her hand resting on Rinoa's shoulder. She suddenly realized just how worn she was, and closed her eyes briefly. She would stay strong for them. She remembered how at one stage in the ending battle, Zell shot her an almost-desperate look, and had depended on her. She would be there for them. Quistis Trepe would remain strong for her friends. Suddenly, a tap on her shoulder brought her back, and she looked down at Selphie.
'Ya gonna get that?' Selphie asked in her usual 'woo-hoo, tee-hee' voice, and Quistis had to smile.
'Sure,' she replied and set the table.
'So are ya gonna come wimme and Rinoa to Ellie's tomorrow?' Selphie asked as she sat down. Quistis looked over at her friend.
'Yeah, guess so.' she replied, much to Selphie's delight. Why not? Be good to get out for once.
Well, there it is. Next chapter will be up soon, so review and tell me what ya think, okay? Oh, and by the way, since this is after the Ending Battle, Seifer shouldn't be here, but in this story, he got re-admitted into Garden, and is now running for a position in the second untit SeeD, for elite fighters. To be in it, you have to be between eighteen and twenty- one, okay? Cyaz all in Chapter Three!