a/n: Squenix gets FFVIII and all the stuff that goes with it, Vanessa Carlton gets 'Ordinary Day' and all the things that come with that. That's why they're rich and famous and I'm sitting at my slow computer writing fanfics. This is a songfic from Quistis's point of view, so…yeah…my Quistis is a level 14! I'm on disc 4. . First part of the story is set before the game if you're wondering what's going on. The rest you can figure out for yourself
^-^ Anyways…that being said and done…
I sat at my desk, grading papers. I suppose I shouldn't complain. Because of our new high-tech computer system, I don't have to hand-grade papers much anymore. But I assure you, when I did, it was pretty bad. I never realized how many students I had until I had to read every one of their papers, all of them sounding more alike as I proceeded through the endless stack. I sneezed, reaching for a Kleenex. I needed to take a sick day and I knew it, but I figured I'd just hold out until I had more time to be sick. Maybe by then I'd even be better. It wasn't like I hadn't been sick before…I could handle it. It was just the repetitious paper-grading I wasn't so sure about. The entire week had passed with so much monotony that it was almost enough to drive one to the brink of insanity.
Just a day,
Just an ordinary day,
Just tryin' to get by…
"Instructor Trepe?"
I looked up to see a blonde head with a mischievous smile poke into my door. I fought off a wave of exhaustion. It wouldn't be normal if my problem student didn't randomly appear at least once a day.
"Oh, c'mon," Seifer sighed impatiently. "You act like seeing me is worse than seeing five-thousand little kids on a candy rush."
"It normally is," I told him honestly. I wasn't one to lie, even little lies to make people happy. Yet as I looked at him, I felt something different about him. Perhaps that's because there was something different about him…as if since there was no one around, there was no reason for him to act as bad as he normally did. There was something so unusual in his eyes…but what?
Just a boy
Just an ordinary boy
But he was looking to the sky
"Guess I kinda have made your life living hell," Seifer admitted casually. Typical Seifer. It wasn't his personality to be humble about anything, anything at all…
"Kind of," I smiled grimly, wondering what was coming next.
"Maybe I can make it up to you?" he looked over to where I sat at my desk. "Seriously, you look tired. You shouldn't work yourself so hard. Even if you can't see it, there's more to life than this," he waved his hand as if pointing at the entire Garden at the word 'this'. "C'mon, let's get outta here for awhile."
And as he asked if I would come along
I started to realize
That everyday he finds
Just what he's looking for
Like a shooting star, he shines
The offer was tempting, especially because the crush I promised myself ages ago I didn't have was once again resurfacing.
"I don't know, Seifer," I shook my head. "I have all these papers to grade and—"
"C'mon, Quisty," his sudden use of my childhood name caught my attention quickly and held it tightly. "We don't live forever! There's more for a person like you than this kind of life," he gestured to my desk full of papers.
He said, 'Take my hand
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand?'
We walked out the door and down to the beach. The sun was setting, painting the pale blue sky with streaks of maroon, orange, and violet. The sky reflected on the ocean. Everything was so tranquil…I was unaware places like this still even existed.
"See why I said you needed a break?"
I nodded, not really minding admitting defeat. He was right, in this case at least.
"I think you have what it takes to go far in life. Quit livin' in other people's shadows, Quisty. You can shine on your own."
It was as if he knew exactly what I needed to hear.
And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words
Although they did not fee
For I felt what I had not felt before
You'd swear those words could heal
He stepped closer to me, but I found myself edging away. It wasn't that I wanted to…in fact, I found his presence comforting somehow---it was just…my job…
Seifer caught onto this quickly. I always knew he had the ability to be a really talented student, if he's just apply his skill to his schoolwork instead of plots to make my life miserable, or Squall's, or Zell's…or anyone's, for that matter…
"*#&$, Quistis," he scowled. "Quit acting like you're some thirty year old teacher and I'm just in second grade. We're the same age! And I don't want you as a teacher…don't' you remember anything?!"
And as I looked up into those eyes
His vision borrows mine…
"The orphanage…" I trailed off.
"You were the only one who liked me," he stared out at the sea. "Even when the others deserted me, you were still there…"
And I know he's no stranger
For I feel I've held him for all of time
"Would it be any different if you weren't an instructor?" he looked to me.
He said, 'Take my hand
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand,
In the palm of your hand?'
"You'd like it better as a SeeD," he added on. "There's an entire world out there waiting, Quisty…"
Please come with me
See what I see
Touch the stars for
Time will not flee
Time will not flee
Can you see?
A loud ringing awoke me from slumber. Of course it had all been a dream…I was a SeeD, and Seifer had dropped out of Garden after the Ultemecia incident. I thought about the boy I'd somehow fallen for a lot, but that didn't make him appear. Time to get back to life.
Heavens, that dream seemed so real…
Just a dream
Just an ordinary dream
As I wake in bed
And the boy, that boy, that ordinary boy…
Or was it all in my head?
Did he ask if I would come along?
It all seemed so real…
I walked over to the door. Maybe I'd talk Selphie and Rinoa into going with me to Balamb to go shopping or something. I had to get my mind off that dream, off Seifer…I opened the door, ready to begin another peaceful but monotonous day, but…
But as I looked to the door,
I saw that boy standing there with a deal
"Are you really gonna spend your whole life like this?" he asked me, lifting an eyebrow. "C'mon. You're above that."
He said, 'Take my hand
Live while you can
Don't you see your dreams right in the palm of your hand,
In the palm of your hand…in the palm of your hand..
I took his hand and followed him. Apparently the fight with Ultemecia gave him a new perspective on life…which isn't to say I minded, because I definitely didn't.
And somehow, this felt so natural…I wouldn't mind having Seifer as a part of my typical day.
I wouldn't mind at all.
Just a day
Just an ordinary day
Just tryin' to get by
Just a boy
Just an ordinary boy
But he was looking to the sky.
~//~
a/n: A little out of character, yes? But it's okay in the beginning because it was just a dream, right? Feh. Don't look at me. Blame my muses.
Hope that was okay by you all!! Love and peace, ~Xifa~
