Disclaimer: No, I don't own Final Fantasy, :( but maybe I will eventually!
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A/N: Thanks PrincessMercury for all the encouragement! Thanks everybody who reviewed me!!! Oh, yeah, and thanks Yarel! Heres another chappie!
4:00 Balamb Concert Day
Quistis stood in front of her full length mirror and sighed. She turned a little to examine both her profile and her ass. Ugh. She was a little rounder back there. Not fat, but more curvy.
She was trying to find an outfit for the dreaded concert tonight. Hyne, it had come so quickly! She had tried on a few pairs of tight flared jeans, like she always wore at her concerts, but tonight, well, tonight was different. She was scared to show her new self, but she had decided it was time to.
She examined herself in the mirror again. She was now wearing tight, dark tan leather pants that had a really cute textured look. It had took her a while to find something like that that she would actually wear in public. Along with those, she had on a fitted black sleeveless T-shirt, that was custom made just her, just for this concert. Mike had insisted on her having something special to wear, even though her style was pretty laid back.
She looked around for shoes that would look good with the pants and that also would be easy for her to dance in. Aha! Her favorite old stand-bys; black leather boots with only two inch heels.
She let out a breath, and called Marcus and Shelia to help her finish her look. If this was the first time Balamb Garden was going to see her, they were going to see her a little more tough and more rebellious. She laughed at herself. Like she was ever going to be tough and rebellious.
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Balamb Garden; Quistis' chopper has just landed in the parking area.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" People were screaming everywhere! "It's QUISTIS TREPE!!!!" "Quistis Trepe?" "Hello!!!! She used to be an instructer here!" "Oh my Hyne!!!! Quistis is a pop star!!!!!!"
Quistis looked out the tiny chopper window. When she saw the huge crowd already gathered around the thing, her heart stopped. Just for a minute. Then Mike Acthn stepped up behind her from the back of the chopper and put his hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry," he said. "You'll be fine."
Quistis plastered a smile on her face for him, and stood up. She started to walk to the front of the chopper.
When she stepped down, the whole world seemed to close in on her. Oh hyne, she thought. Was she going to make it out of here alive???
Her album was all over the place; it seemed like everyone had a copy of it. Pictures of her-magazine covers, posters, the album booklet itself- were all waving at her. Oops!!!!! She panicked. She had forgotten to bring her Sharpie for autographs!
But Mike stepped up behind her and handed her a pen.
She fake-smiled and signed about 200 pictures of herself when she heard a familiar voice drift over the crowd. Oh, no. Mr. Seifer Almasy was standing almost directly in front of her with a smirk on his face. She glared at him. What the hell did he want?
He handed her a poster of herself smiling saucily at the camera.
Why did she ever make that picture?
She signed it hurriedly with a blush spreading up to her hairline. She shoved it back at him and he grinned at her.
"Thanks, Instructer," he said to her.
She glared up into his emerald eyes. "There's really no need to call me Instructer anymore, Seifer."
With that, she bypassed him and went on her way to the Headmaster's office to discuss the performance.
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Sorry if I left anyone hanging! I just had to put Seifer in there. I wanna do a Seftis/Quifer, but I don't have a start for it yet. Please send reviews!!!!! Thanks for reading my garbage :)
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A/N: Thanks PrincessMercury for all the encouragement! Thanks everybody who reviewed me!!! Oh, yeah, and thanks Yarel! Heres another chappie!
4:00 Balamb Concert Day
Quistis stood in front of her full length mirror and sighed. She turned a little to examine both her profile and her ass. Ugh. She was a little rounder back there. Not fat, but more curvy.
She was trying to find an outfit for the dreaded concert tonight. Hyne, it had come so quickly! She had tried on a few pairs of tight flared jeans, like she always wore at her concerts, but tonight, well, tonight was different. She was scared to show her new self, but she had decided it was time to.
She examined herself in the mirror again. She was now wearing tight, dark tan leather pants that had a really cute textured look. It had took her a while to find something like that that she would actually wear in public. Along with those, she had on a fitted black sleeveless T-shirt, that was custom made just her, just for this concert. Mike had insisted on her having something special to wear, even though her style was pretty laid back.
She looked around for shoes that would look good with the pants and that also would be easy for her to dance in. Aha! Her favorite old stand-bys; black leather boots with only two inch heels.
She let out a breath, and called Marcus and Shelia to help her finish her look. If this was the first time Balamb Garden was going to see her, they were going to see her a little more tough and more rebellious. She laughed at herself. Like she was ever going to be tough and rebellious.
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Balamb Garden; Quistis' chopper has just landed in the parking area.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" People were screaming everywhere! "It's QUISTIS TREPE!!!!" "Quistis Trepe?" "Hello!!!! She used to be an instructer here!" "Oh my Hyne!!!! Quistis is a pop star!!!!!!"
Quistis looked out the tiny chopper window. When she saw the huge crowd already gathered around the thing, her heart stopped. Just for a minute. Then Mike Acthn stepped up behind her from the back of the chopper and put his hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry," he said. "You'll be fine."
Quistis plastered a smile on her face for him, and stood up. She started to walk to the front of the chopper.
When she stepped down, the whole world seemed to close in on her. Oh hyne, she thought. Was she going to make it out of here alive???
Her album was all over the place; it seemed like everyone had a copy of it. Pictures of her-magazine covers, posters, the album booklet itself- were all waving at her. Oops!!!!! She panicked. She had forgotten to bring her Sharpie for autographs!
But Mike stepped up behind her and handed her a pen.
She fake-smiled and signed about 200 pictures of herself when she heard a familiar voice drift over the crowd. Oh, no. Mr. Seifer Almasy was standing almost directly in front of her with a smirk on his face. She glared at him. What the hell did he want?
He handed her a poster of herself smiling saucily at the camera.
Why did she ever make that picture?
She signed it hurriedly with a blush spreading up to her hairline. She shoved it back at him and he grinned at her.
"Thanks, Instructer," he said to her.
She glared up into his emerald eyes. "There's really no need to call me Instructer anymore, Seifer."
With that, she bypassed him and went on her way to the Headmaster's office to discuss the performance.
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Sorry if I left anyone hanging! I just had to put Seifer in there. I wanna do a Seftis/Quifer, but I don't have a start for it yet. Please send reviews!!!!! Thanks for reading my garbage :)