(Disclaimer: Another chapter. Actually, when I said earlier that you would have to wait, I'm writing this right after that one, but you didn't know (?) Yes, this disclaimer is very random. Anyways, on with the show)
Thoughts in Mind
Zell peered into the water at the fountain, at his own reflection. He was unaware for a few seconds that the bell had rung. Lunchtime must have been over. During the whole time, he could have been woofing down hotdogs, but hotdogs weren't merely as important as his feelings, or were his feelings toward Selphie just silly and out of reach?
Come to think of it, they seemed that way. He remembered back to the prison in the desert, when they tried to escape. He was confirming if the machine drill worked. He remembered Selphie's "Hiya Zell, loud and clear!" She was always so optimistic. In that bad situation, he found light. He was just delighted to have her as a friend at that moment.
But now he wanted her as something more. It seemed so silly, but didn't they seem the least bit right for each other? They both seemed happy and..well, he couldn't say calm. He seemed to lose his cool in a bad situation, but then Selphie would come make it better. They were both hyper, silly..but he still couldn't say much for her, but why couldn't he? He had known her all his life! She cheered him up at the orphanage when Seifer picked at him. When he cried. When Zell tried to prevent them from setting off the fireworks on the shore, he was caught with the matches. Selphie told Matron that she gave him the matches, that she intended to set them off. She was always there for him.
Now he needed to be there for her. He was the one that had to break the bad news, but if he didn't, she would be disappointed because he didn't tell her when she found out later from Quistis or anyone. Who knows? Maybe she'd give him a hug for reassurance. How he would love to be embraced by Selphie!
He stood, and shook the thoughts from his head. He was thinking all these things after the bell had rung. He had only three minutes to flee up the stairs and to the second level to homeroom.
He sprinted up the stairs and squeezed past a group of girls that were standing there, chatting away. He sprinted past the gates and up another flight of stairs. He stopped to catch his breath and missed the elevator. He waited. One minute until the bell.
Come on, he cursed under his breath at the elevator.
The elevator came, and he took it to the second floor. As he ran down the hall, he bumped into someone around the corner. It was Selphie, and the impact of her weight resulted in her falling on top of him. His face began to turn red. She opened her eyes and gasped.
"Zell, I'm soo sorry!" She stood up and offered him a hand. If she was only aware of how close her face was to his. Her face was a bit flushed too.
They rushed for the classroom. Selphie got in by the bell, but Zell walked in a few seconds late, still out of breath. Quistis looked to him.
"Zell, I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you detention. This is the second time this week you've been late."
By this time, everyone was looking at him. His face was already red, and now it seemed to glow. Selphie stood from her seat.
"Quistis--"
Quistis looked to her. "Remember, Selphie. I was allowed instructor again by Cid, so you must call me instructor."
"Instructor Trepe," she corrected, "I ran into Zell and caused him to be late, so it's my fault."
Quistis thought for a second, then told her "Well, if you caused him to be late, then you will have detention, but he was, however, still late. I'm going to have to give you both detention."
Selphie sat, feeling defeated, and looked to Zell, who sat behind her and shrugged. He felt low for having a girl stand up for him, but his spirits were lifted, seeing it was Selphie who helped him. During homeroom, he couldn't help but stare at the back of her head the whole time.
Thoughts in Mind
Zell peered into the water at the fountain, at his own reflection. He was unaware for a few seconds that the bell had rung. Lunchtime must have been over. During the whole time, he could have been woofing down hotdogs, but hotdogs weren't merely as important as his feelings, or were his feelings toward Selphie just silly and out of reach?
Come to think of it, they seemed that way. He remembered back to the prison in the desert, when they tried to escape. He was confirming if the machine drill worked. He remembered Selphie's "Hiya Zell, loud and clear!" She was always so optimistic. In that bad situation, he found light. He was just delighted to have her as a friend at that moment.
But now he wanted her as something more. It seemed so silly, but didn't they seem the least bit right for each other? They both seemed happy and..well, he couldn't say calm. He seemed to lose his cool in a bad situation, but then Selphie would come make it better. They were both hyper, silly..but he still couldn't say much for her, but why couldn't he? He had known her all his life! She cheered him up at the orphanage when Seifer picked at him. When he cried. When Zell tried to prevent them from setting off the fireworks on the shore, he was caught with the matches. Selphie told Matron that she gave him the matches, that she intended to set them off. She was always there for him.
Now he needed to be there for her. He was the one that had to break the bad news, but if he didn't, she would be disappointed because he didn't tell her when she found out later from Quistis or anyone. Who knows? Maybe she'd give him a hug for reassurance. How he would love to be embraced by Selphie!
He stood, and shook the thoughts from his head. He was thinking all these things after the bell had rung. He had only three minutes to flee up the stairs and to the second level to homeroom.
He sprinted up the stairs and squeezed past a group of girls that were standing there, chatting away. He sprinted past the gates and up another flight of stairs. He stopped to catch his breath and missed the elevator. He waited. One minute until the bell.
Come on, he cursed under his breath at the elevator.
The elevator came, and he took it to the second floor. As he ran down the hall, he bumped into someone around the corner. It was Selphie, and the impact of her weight resulted in her falling on top of him. His face began to turn red. She opened her eyes and gasped.
"Zell, I'm soo sorry!" She stood up and offered him a hand. If she was only aware of how close her face was to his. Her face was a bit flushed too.
They rushed for the classroom. Selphie got in by the bell, but Zell walked in a few seconds late, still out of breath. Quistis looked to him.
"Zell, I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you detention. This is the second time this week you've been late."
By this time, everyone was looking at him. His face was already red, and now it seemed to glow. Selphie stood from her seat.
"Quistis--"
Quistis looked to her. "Remember, Selphie. I was allowed instructor again by Cid, so you must call me instructor."
"Instructor Trepe," she corrected, "I ran into Zell and caused him to be late, so it's my fault."
Quistis thought for a second, then told her "Well, if you caused him to be late, then you will have detention, but he was, however, still late. I'm going to have to give you both detention."
Selphie sat, feeling defeated, and looked to Zell, who sat behind her and shrugged. He felt low for having a girl stand up for him, but his spirits were lifted, seeing it was Selphie who helped him. During homeroom, he couldn't help but stare at the back of her head the whole time.