A Chance for a Fresh Start
"Hey Zidane!! Congratulations!!" rang through the hallway.
Zidane didn't bother looking up, instead, he simply nodded and tried to disappear into the crowd as fast as he could. When nobody stopped him, he ducked into the cafeteria and picked up a tray, relieved.
"ZIDANE!!" yelled a very familiar voice.
Finding nowhere to hide, Zidane had no choice. "Err, hi.. uh.. Blank!"
Blank put an arm around Zidane's neck and said," Yeah, it's me, pal. Why've you been avoiding me lately, you lil bugger?!"
Zidane grinned weakly and said, "You have no idea what it's like, having to put up with all the people congratulating me on the break up. It's so irking. I can't even imagine what Ruby's going through."
Blank looked at him disbelievingly. "Zid, it's been two weeks already, and you're STILL thinking about it??"
"Oh, it's so easy to forget about something EVERYONE keeps reminding me of." Zidane said sarcastically.
"Ahh, so that's why you've been avoiding us, huh?" asked Blank.
Zidane nodded. "Yeah, I've been avoiding everyone. Even my foster parents and my brother.. But Kuja doesn't mind, we've always avoided each other." He added as an afterthought.
Blank laughed," Man, loosen up, there are plenty of fish in the sea."
Zidane shook his head dismissively. "I can't. I'm still waiting for the regret to kick in."
Blank rolled his eyes. "Zid, there won't BE any regrets. You should be happy that girl isn't following you around any more. I mean, you never did REALLY like her, yeah? Remember how you guys actually became a couple?"
Zidane nodded, he could remember..
He had met Ruby around six months ago and saved her from a few perverts forcing her to lap-dance for them. After that, it seemed like her shadow was everywhere at school. And as it turned out, it WAS her shadow. She caught and told him one day, after school, that she was in love with him, and had been stalking him for more than a month. She said she would suicide if he refused to return her love. Then, although he was mortified, he could hardly refuse, given her situation. So he had agreed.
Blank scratched his head. " I hafta help ya. Listen, you know Beatrix?"
Zidane nodded and wondered what he was up to.
"Well, there's a party at her house tonight. At ten.. there'll be plenty of chicks for you to check out. And even if you don't like chicks, you should just and stretch out a bit, I haven't seen you laugh for ages."
"Nah, I think I'll pass this time."said Zidane.
"Awww, Zidane, c'mon, just this one time. I promise you won't regret- " pleaded Blank.
"NEXT!!" said the lunch lady. They had moved up the line without acknowledging it. Quickly, Zidane grabbed his food, and went in search for an empty table, Blank still jabbering eagerly in his ear.
"You won't even have to look for any girls, they'll just come to you, er, i meant, you can can just drink some booze and chill out."he urged.
Zidane shook his head determinedly and sat down at the emptiest table he could find. Blank plopped down next to him.
"Be a man, Zidane, seriously, when was the last time you opened a beer can?" asked Blank, crossing his arms.
Zidane ignored him and started to open a bag of chips.
Slightly frustrated, Blank said, "Why don't you want to have fun any more? Do you want to spend the rest of your life waiting for non-existant regret? Oh, PUH-LEEZ, give me a break!"
Zidane felt his anger rising in him, and turned to say something insulting. But when he looked at his best friend's tired, worn-out face, he softened and gave in.
"Alright, I'll go."he said.
"Really?" asked Blank, rubbing his ears. "Did I just hear you say 'I'll go'?"
Zidane sighed and nodded.
"Alright, see you tonight!" said Blank, hardly containing his excitement.
"Right."Zidane muttered as he bit into his first sour chip.
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Third chap. Lol, i told you things wouldn't improve.
"Hey Zidane!! Congratulations!!" rang through the hallway.
Zidane didn't bother looking up, instead, he simply nodded and tried to disappear into the crowd as fast as he could. When nobody stopped him, he ducked into the cafeteria and picked up a tray, relieved.
"ZIDANE!!" yelled a very familiar voice.
Finding nowhere to hide, Zidane had no choice. "Err, hi.. uh.. Blank!"
Blank put an arm around Zidane's neck and said," Yeah, it's me, pal. Why've you been avoiding me lately, you lil bugger?!"
Zidane grinned weakly and said, "You have no idea what it's like, having to put up with all the people congratulating me on the break up. It's so irking. I can't even imagine what Ruby's going through."
Blank looked at him disbelievingly. "Zid, it's been two weeks already, and you're STILL thinking about it??"
"Oh, it's so easy to forget about something EVERYONE keeps reminding me of." Zidane said sarcastically.
"Ahh, so that's why you've been avoiding us, huh?" asked Blank.
Zidane nodded. "Yeah, I've been avoiding everyone. Even my foster parents and my brother.. But Kuja doesn't mind, we've always avoided each other." He added as an afterthought.
Blank laughed," Man, loosen up, there are plenty of fish in the sea."
Zidane shook his head dismissively. "I can't. I'm still waiting for the regret to kick in."
Blank rolled his eyes. "Zid, there won't BE any regrets. You should be happy that girl isn't following you around any more. I mean, you never did REALLY like her, yeah? Remember how you guys actually became a couple?"
Zidane nodded, he could remember..
He had met Ruby around six months ago and saved her from a few perverts forcing her to lap-dance for them. After that, it seemed like her shadow was everywhere at school. And as it turned out, it WAS her shadow. She caught and told him one day, after school, that she was in love with him, and had been stalking him for more than a month. She said she would suicide if he refused to return her love. Then, although he was mortified, he could hardly refuse, given her situation. So he had agreed.
Blank scratched his head. " I hafta help ya. Listen, you know Beatrix?"
Zidane nodded and wondered what he was up to.
"Well, there's a party at her house tonight. At ten.. there'll be plenty of chicks for you to check out. And even if you don't like chicks, you should just and stretch out a bit, I haven't seen you laugh for ages."
"Nah, I think I'll pass this time."said Zidane.
"Awww, Zidane, c'mon, just this one time. I promise you won't regret- " pleaded Blank.
"NEXT!!" said the lunch lady. They had moved up the line without acknowledging it. Quickly, Zidane grabbed his food, and went in search for an empty table, Blank still jabbering eagerly in his ear.
"You won't even have to look for any girls, they'll just come to you, er, i meant, you can can just drink some booze and chill out."he urged.
Zidane shook his head determinedly and sat down at the emptiest table he could find. Blank plopped down next to him.
"Be a man, Zidane, seriously, when was the last time you opened a beer can?" asked Blank, crossing his arms.
Zidane ignored him and started to open a bag of chips.
Slightly frustrated, Blank said, "Why don't you want to have fun any more? Do you want to spend the rest of your life waiting for non-existant regret? Oh, PUH-LEEZ, give me a break!"
Zidane felt his anger rising in him, and turned to say something insulting. But when he looked at his best friend's tired, worn-out face, he softened and gave in.
"Alright, I'll go."he said.
"Really?" asked Blank, rubbing his ears. "Did I just hear you say 'I'll go'?"
Zidane sighed and nodded.
"Alright, see you tonight!" said Blank, hardly containing his excitement.
"Right."Zidane muttered as he bit into his first sour chip.
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Third chap. Lol, i told you things wouldn't improve.