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*~Chapter 4: One Dance~*
They arrived in front of the big and fancy building only a few minutes later. The place looked as magnificent as always with lights, chandeliers, and long stairs, and the whole works. Rinoa, though, hated this place! She could swear it was way too fancy and everywhere you turned there was a person coming from the most expensive colleges. All those people just plain sickened her.
"Ah, Caraway, how have you been?" said a really rich looking woman, wearing a really fancy, puffy green dress, covered in diamonds.
"Absolutely fine, Dina," Caraway said.
Soon, they wrapped each other into a conversation. Rinoa hated when they did that. She just walked off. They had been going there for seven years and no one ever asked about Rinoa. Her father still hadn't introduced them to her. She always thought it was because he was ashamed of her. Wait - there were actually a few people like the person that held the dance competitions, Mr. Gilliam and the people that judged them, Mr. and Mrs. Marcus and Ms. Dahlia. However, tonight they weren't there, but Rinoa still wanted to dance.
As she waltzed to the dance floor she began swaying to the soft music. She was as graceful a skater than she was dancing. However, she stopped dancing when she saw Squall. He looked kind of lonely as he glanced from the moon that shown brightly, to her, which shown even brighter.
Once again, she held her index finger up, asking for one. One what?
He shrugged. He didn't know what she meant. He definitely didn't want to find out. Just then, it came to him as she approached him. But it was too late. Rinoa had him at the dance floor. He couldn't reject because he didn't want to upset her, but he couldn't dance. He never learned to. She just smiled at him. It was definitely too late now because then the music began. He sighed, he had no idea how much he needed it too. He had never danced with Rinoa before, and not even the professionals could dance with her.
At first, the dance started slow, which was good, because he could handle that. Soon, however, it sped up. He was thrown off by the speed. So he began to walk away. Before he could though, he felt a tug on his sleeve and was dragged back by Rinoa. No wonder her father warned me about her, Squall thought. He was right.
It was a long dance and Rinoa couldn't count how many times she had to drag him back. But within a few times, he was adjusted to the pace and moves. He was basically a professional. How could he learn so well? Rinoa thought to herself. There was no doubt in her mind now that there was something special about him, some kind of quality that reflected in his dark and cold eyes.
After the dance, Squall was entranced by her gracefulness. He would dance all night with her if he could. But, he had shown no feeling in that. So Rinoa headed for the punch. She loved the punch. She could drink it for eternity it was so good. Soon, she seated herself at a table. It was too boring out there. She was scared she might get boring-itus. She just drank her punch at the table, when her teacher, Quistis Trepe, soon accompanied her. She was a nice teacher. She was constantly concerned about her students.
"Hello, Miss Heartilly," said Quistis.
Rinoa looked down. "Hello, Ma'am," she said quietly.
"It is quite a lovely night, isn't it? It's absolutely gorgeous!" Quistis was so full of life and excitement, which was completely unlike the other teachers. That was why Rinoa liked her best. "What's the matter?" Quistis asked.
Rinoa didn't know what to say exactly. She just wasn't in the mood for talking. Not right now, at least. But Rinoa looked up and faced her, pouring a smile on her face and replied, "Oh, nothing, Ma'am. I just like to be quiet. You know, listen to a few sounds for a bit. Yea, you'll be surprised what the outcome is."
Quistis nodded and smiled. She put it so thoroughly not quite a long time ago to listen and discover what you can hear. Of course, then she was fussing at a student because he wouldn't listen to a word she was saying. He just sat there, dumbfounded and numb. It was a nightmare. She dreaded to work with students like that. But, it was her job as a teacher. Something hat Quistis could not escape from. She didn't get paid a lot either. She hated her job.
As silence filled the room once more, Rinoa spoke, but then Quistis did at the same time. Soon, both of then were concerned at the silence. But then, Caraway sat down at the table. Quistis waved hello, but didn't say anything. Then, she removed herself from the table.
Once she disappeared from sight, Caraway stared at Rinoa. His stare was cold and strict. Rinoa was too scared to move, so she kept herself on the seat and looked into his intense eyes with fear. HE usually didn't like her behavior then. Of course, when did he ever like her behavior? She had kind of grown used to it. But she did, however, hated the feeling it gave her when he looked at her like that.
"Rinoa," he began. His voice reflected in his eyes. He was mad, cold, cruel, hateful, and about every other bad thing out there. He continued shortly after the pause. " Your behavior tonight is unacceptable. You shouldn't have dragged that man like that. Did you ever take consideration of his feelings? Or is it just mine, mine, mine. Rinoa, you have no idea what a horrible impression your giving people. Pretty soon, they're going to know it's me who raised such a spoilt daughter. They'll know it's me who raised such an inconsiderate daughter. Rinoa, you don't know how."
Rinoa stopped him dead in his tracks with the comeback, " Oh, really? Then why is it always, 'Rinoa, you're ruining my life!' or ,'Rinoa, you're making me look bad!' huh? It makes you wonder doesn't it? You've always been in control of me. Why didn't you do something about it, huh? I know why. It's because you were too caught up in your work to talk to me. It was always Gundor who had to look for me, and give me talks, and money, and everything else a FATHER should do!" Rinoa yelled so loud people actually stopped to look at them. Rinoa felt good about what she had just said, but at least she finally got a say in conversations.
When everyone turned back around, Caraway hit his daughter angrily. Rinoa didn't know what to say, do, or anything. However, somehow she found the strength to get up and run. So, she ran all the way through the crowd in the major crowd again, then out. It was cold, snowy, and it made Rinoa tired. But she had to run.
Soon, her feet were moving faster, faster, and faster, non-stop. To Rinoa, it seemed to take forever with the snow falling fast and the cold, which were about to freeze her. She hated how the air felt damp near her skin. It was cold all she wanted to do was get home. She had thought about running from home a while ago, but she had never done it. With her father not watching she could well sneak out. But it would be complicated to find a hotel. Especially this time of year, since everyone wanted to see their family.
Once she arrived home, it made her glad to see that her father wasn't been home. Immediately ignoring that no one was in sight, she ran into her room and locked the door, hoping there would be no disturbances while resting her eyes from the tears that had come from her eyes. Before she knew it, she wasn't just resting her eyes; she nodded of to a gentle and peaceful sleep, hoping to find that she was someone else in the morning. Or at least to see something had changed overnight..
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Sooo, what did ya'll think of that? Good? Bad? Let me know. If you don't you won't get to see the BEST parts!! Read and Review!!! Thank you.! BTW, if there are is any kind of criticism, go ahead. Just please don't be too harsh. Thank you!
*~Chapter 4: One Dance~*
They arrived in front of the big and fancy building only a few minutes later. The place looked as magnificent as always with lights, chandeliers, and long stairs, and the whole works. Rinoa, though, hated this place! She could swear it was way too fancy and everywhere you turned there was a person coming from the most expensive colleges. All those people just plain sickened her.
"Ah, Caraway, how have you been?" said a really rich looking woman, wearing a really fancy, puffy green dress, covered in diamonds.
"Absolutely fine, Dina," Caraway said.
Soon, they wrapped each other into a conversation. Rinoa hated when they did that. She just walked off. They had been going there for seven years and no one ever asked about Rinoa. Her father still hadn't introduced them to her. She always thought it was because he was ashamed of her. Wait - there were actually a few people like the person that held the dance competitions, Mr. Gilliam and the people that judged them, Mr. and Mrs. Marcus and Ms. Dahlia. However, tonight they weren't there, but Rinoa still wanted to dance.
As she waltzed to the dance floor she began swaying to the soft music. She was as graceful a skater than she was dancing. However, she stopped dancing when she saw Squall. He looked kind of lonely as he glanced from the moon that shown brightly, to her, which shown even brighter.
Once again, she held her index finger up, asking for one. One what?
He shrugged. He didn't know what she meant. He definitely didn't want to find out. Just then, it came to him as she approached him. But it was too late. Rinoa had him at the dance floor. He couldn't reject because he didn't want to upset her, but he couldn't dance. He never learned to. She just smiled at him. It was definitely too late now because then the music began. He sighed, he had no idea how much he needed it too. He had never danced with Rinoa before, and not even the professionals could dance with her.
At first, the dance started slow, which was good, because he could handle that. Soon, however, it sped up. He was thrown off by the speed. So he began to walk away. Before he could though, he felt a tug on his sleeve and was dragged back by Rinoa. No wonder her father warned me about her, Squall thought. He was right.
It was a long dance and Rinoa couldn't count how many times she had to drag him back. But within a few times, he was adjusted to the pace and moves. He was basically a professional. How could he learn so well? Rinoa thought to herself. There was no doubt in her mind now that there was something special about him, some kind of quality that reflected in his dark and cold eyes.
After the dance, Squall was entranced by her gracefulness. He would dance all night with her if he could. But, he had shown no feeling in that. So Rinoa headed for the punch. She loved the punch. She could drink it for eternity it was so good. Soon, she seated herself at a table. It was too boring out there. She was scared she might get boring-itus. She just drank her punch at the table, when her teacher, Quistis Trepe, soon accompanied her. She was a nice teacher. She was constantly concerned about her students.
"Hello, Miss Heartilly," said Quistis.
Rinoa looked down. "Hello, Ma'am," she said quietly.
"It is quite a lovely night, isn't it? It's absolutely gorgeous!" Quistis was so full of life and excitement, which was completely unlike the other teachers. That was why Rinoa liked her best. "What's the matter?" Quistis asked.
Rinoa didn't know what to say exactly. She just wasn't in the mood for talking. Not right now, at least. But Rinoa looked up and faced her, pouring a smile on her face and replied, "Oh, nothing, Ma'am. I just like to be quiet. You know, listen to a few sounds for a bit. Yea, you'll be surprised what the outcome is."
Quistis nodded and smiled. She put it so thoroughly not quite a long time ago to listen and discover what you can hear. Of course, then she was fussing at a student because he wouldn't listen to a word she was saying. He just sat there, dumbfounded and numb. It was a nightmare. She dreaded to work with students like that. But, it was her job as a teacher. Something hat Quistis could not escape from. She didn't get paid a lot either. She hated her job.
As silence filled the room once more, Rinoa spoke, but then Quistis did at the same time. Soon, both of then were concerned at the silence. But then, Caraway sat down at the table. Quistis waved hello, but didn't say anything. Then, she removed herself from the table.
Once she disappeared from sight, Caraway stared at Rinoa. His stare was cold and strict. Rinoa was too scared to move, so she kept herself on the seat and looked into his intense eyes with fear. HE usually didn't like her behavior then. Of course, when did he ever like her behavior? She had kind of grown used to it. But she did, however, hated the feeling it gave her when he looked at her like that.
"Rinoa," he began. His voice reflected in his eyes. He was mad, cold, cruel, hateful, and about every other bad thing out there. He continued shortly after the pause. " Your behavior tonight is unacceptable. You shouldn't have dragged that man like that. Did you ever take consideration of his feelings? Or is it just mine, mine, mine. Rinoa, you have no idea what a horrible impression your giving people. Pretty soon, they're going to know it's me who raised such a spoilt daughter. They'll know it's me who raised such an inconsiderate daughter. Rinoa, you don't know how."
Rinoa stopped him dead in his tracks with the comeback, " Oh, really? Then why is it always, 'Rinoa, you're ruining my life!' or ,'Rinoa, you're making me look bad!' huh? It makes you wonder doesn't it? You've always been in control of me. Why didn't you do something about it, huh? I know why. It's because you were too caught up in your work to talk to me. It was always Gundor who had to look for me, and give me talks, and money, and everything else a FATHER should do!" Rinoa yelled so loud people actually stopped to look at them. Rinoa felt good about what she had just said, but at least she finally got a say in conversations.
When everyone turned back around, Caraway hit his daughter angrily. Rinoa didn't know what to say, do, or anything. However, somehow she found the strength to get up and run. So, she ran all the way through the crowd in the major crowd again, then out. It was cold, snowy, and it made Rinoa tired. But she had to run.
Soon, her feet were moving faster, faster, and faster, non-stop. To Rinoa, it seemed to take forever with the snow falling fast and the cold, which were about to freeze her. She hated how the air felt damp near her skin. It was cold all she wanted to do was get home. She had thought about running from home a while ago, but she had never done it. With her father not watching she could well sneak out. But it would be complicated to find a hotel. Especially this time of year, since everyone wanted to see their family.
Once she arrived home, it made her glad to see that her father wasn't been home. Immediately ignoring that no one was in sight, she ran into her room and locked the door, hoping there would be no disturbances while resting her eyes from the tears that had come from her eyes. Before she knew it, she wasn't just resting her eyes; she nodded of to a gentle and peaceful sleep, hoping to find that she was someone else in the morning. Or at least to see something had changed overnight..
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Sooo, what did ya'll think of that? Good? Bad? Let me know. If you don't you won't get to see the BEST parts!! Read and Review!!! Thank you.! BTW, if there are is any kind of criticism, go ahead. Just please don't be too harsh. Thank you!