(Disclaimer: This may be the only chapter I write today. I'm still waiting for reviews, but I know it takes at least 24 hours for them to come in. I've had too much trouble with computers this week, so I don't want to type too much and end up typing it again cause my last chapter was, by far, the longest thus far. Anyways, continuing on.)
Making Arrangements
Although Selphie had been staying at Balamb for several months, she hadn't been given permanent arrangements. After the Garden Festival meeting, Selphie left from the Quad and headed for Cid's office. Zell quickly caught up with her to back her up. Cid told her that the arrangements could not be made until the next day, for the annual SeeD ball was underway. He asked her to return the afternoon before the ball.
Zell had forgotten about the SeeD ball. He figured a lot of people had. SeeD's were to fight and protect against any threat. Student officers. But what threat was there? There was peace now, or so it seemed. He wondered if within a few days, he and a few others would be sent on a mission to find Rinoa.
Rinoa..Squall. He thought of the SeeD ball. How would Squall react if Rinoa hadn't returned the following evening at the ball? The ball was to take place for the SeeD's that had returned from various parts of the world, who had fought against any threats. They would return home the next day to celebrate any and every victory with their peers. What if he expected Rinoa to return with the SeeD's and she didn't? He would be heartbroken..
This ball, however, would be different from the previous year, based on dress. The SeeD uniforms previously had been assigned to all students. This year, the students could wear what they wished, as long as it followed school dress code and was formal.
Selphie had left from the school to the town of Balamb. Zell followed her, saying he needed to visit his parents. His mother was ill, afterall. Selphie had gone by the store and returned with a large box, wrapped in red paper. Zell tried peeking at it a few times, but failed. What would she have in such a large box?
They returned to the school, and already, members of the Garden Festival had began decorating. The Cafeteria was off limits that afternoon to prepare the food, then to be stored. Students that wished to eat could walk to Balalmb and dine. It was only a 100 yard walk. Otherwise, things seemed normal, besides the other members of the Commitee that stayed in the Quad and decided on the music.
Zell didn't have anything formal to wear. He figured he could wear his SeeD uniform again. It felt heavy and was a tad itchy, but it was better than showing up in shorts, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes, then being thrown out. He remained by the steps at the Quad, trying to listen to what Selphie was telling the others. She laughed at some points, but he couldn't catch onto exactly what.
"It's kinda thin, but it's really pretty. It's baby blue, and cut like a diamond down the center," he heard Selphie say. What was she talking about? The girls were standing about, listening to her intently, while the boys stood away from them by the cliff edge, talking about their own conversations.
Zell didn't bother to stay around for a while, and left the Quad, heading for the Gymnasium. Rajjin was practicing boxing at the other side of the weightroom, pounding at a sandbag. Fujjin was at the other side, holding the bag for her brother, hoping she wouldn't be hit. Seifer sat across from them on the floor, watching Fujjin. She would glance back at him and smile once in a while.
Zell stood at another sandbag. He saw his own reflection somehow through the opaque bag. He saw his weakness, the one that wouldn't allow himself to tell Selphie how he felt. He became angry, and sent a massive blow to the bag. It cut it. There was a hollow "pow" that came from the bag after he punched it, and sand began to leak from it. Fujjin, Rajjin, and Seifer looked to him. They were silent.
He looked at his hand. The knuckles had been mashed in, and three of them were bleeding. Had he really took such a force to the bag? He couldn't remember any other time he had been so angry. Even when he fought Ultimacia, he hadn't been that angry. He was frightened that he almost lost Selphie to Ultimacia, however. Selphie had a rare ability to heal them during battle. She had taken a poisoned blow to the neck by Griever's claws. If it hadn't been for Rinoa's healing powers as well, she may not have been..
Rinoa. He knew he had to find her soon. He needed to repay her for helping Selphie. Selphie could have been gone so fast without her help.
He looked up. Seifer was standing before him now, and wrapped a bandage around his hand that he found from a first-aid kit. Zell didn't say anything, and after the bandage was applied, he merely nodded to Seifer, and left. How could he let so much anger out? If he could let that much anger out on himself, it was possible that he may end up killing himself.
He shook his head. He was impatient, loud, and sometimes obnoxious, but he did have some self control. He had to control himself. He couldn't ever let himself become angry with anyone, especially with Selphie if he had any chance to be with her.
The rest of the evening, he laid in his bed, in his room at the Dormatories, staring up at the ceiling, trying to calm down, but still feeling a loathing hatred in his heart.
(Yeah, kinda boring, but I have a huge writer's block right now that I'm trying to fix. I wasn't sure what was gonna happen here, but it'll get better. I just got temporarily stuck. Hope this chapter didn't completly suck .')
Making Arrangements
Although Selphie had been staying at Balamb for several months, she hadn't been given permanent arrangements. After the Garden Festival meeting, Selphie left from the Quad and headed for Cid's office. Zell quickly caught up with her to back her up. Cid told her that the arrangements could not be made until the next day, for the annual SeeD ball was underway. He asked her to return the afternoon before the ball.
Zell had forgotten about the SeeD ball. He figured a lot of people had. SeeD's were to fight and protect against any threat. Student officers. But what threat was there? There was peace now, or so it seemed. He wondered if within a few days, he and a few others would be sent on a mission to find Rinoa.
Rinoa..Squall. He thought of the SeeD ball. How would Squall react if Rinoa hadn't returned the following evening at the ball? The ball was to take place for the SeeD's that had returned from various parts of the world, who had fought against any threats. They would return home the next day to celebrate any and every victory with their peers. What if he expected Rinoa to return with the SeeD's and she didn't? He would be heartbroken..
This ball, however, would be different from the previous year, based on dress. The SeeD uniforms previously had been assigned to all students. This year, the students could wear what they wished, as long as it followed school dress code and was formal.
Selphie had left from the school to the town of Balamb. Zell followed her, saying he needed to visit his parents. His mother was ill, afterall. Selphie had gone by the store and returned with a large box, wrapped in red paper. Zell tried peeking at it a few times, but failed. What would she have in such a large box?
They returned to the school, and already, members of the Garden Festival had began decorating. The Cafeteria was off limits that afternoon to prepare the food, then to be stored. Students that wished to eat could walk to Balalmb and dine. It was only a 100 yard walk. Otherwise, things seemed normal, besides the other members of the Commitee that stayed in the Quad and decided on the music.
Zell didn't have anything formal to wear. He figured he could wear his SeeD uniform again. It felt heavy and was a tad itchy, but it was better than showing up in shorts, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes, then being thrown out. He remained by the steps at the Quad, trying to listen to what Selphie was telling the others. She laughed at some points, but he couldn't catch onto exactly what.
"It's kinda thin, but it's really pretty. It's baby blue, and cut like a diamond down the center," he heard Selphie say. What was she talking about? The girls were standing about, listening to her intently, while the boys stood away from them by the cliff edge, talking about their own conversations.
Zell didn't bother to stay around for a while, and left the Quad, heading for the Gymnasium. Rajjin was practicing boxing at the other side of the weightroom, pounding at a sandbag. Fujjin was at the other side, holding the bag for her brother, hoping she wouldn't be hit. Seifer sat across from them on the floor, watching Fujjin. She would glance back at him and smile once in a while.
Zell stood at another sandbag. He saw his own reflection somehow through the opaque bag. He saw his weakness, the one that wouldn't allow himself to tell Selphie how he felt. He became angry, and sent a massive blow to the bag. It cut it. There was a hollow "pow" that came from the bag after he punched it, and sand began to leak from it. Fujjin, Rajjin, and Seifer looked to him. They were silent.
He looked at his hand. The knuckles had been mashed in, and three of them were bleeding. Had he really took such a force to the bag? He couldn't remember any other time he had been so angry. Even when he fought Ultimacia, he hadn't been that angry. He was frightened that he almost lost Selphie to Ultimacia, however. Selphie had a rare ability to heal them during battle. She had taken a poisoned blow to the neck by Griever's claws. If it hadn't been for Rinoa's healing powers as well, she may not have been..
Rinoa. He knew he had to find her soon. He needed to repay her for helping Selphie. Selphie could have been gone so fast without her help.
He looked up. Seifer was standing before him now, and wrapped a bandage around his hand that he found from a first-aid kit. Zell didn't say anything, and after the bandage was applied, he merely nodded to Seifer, and left. How could he let so much anger out? If he could let that much anger out on himself, it was possible that he may end up killing himself.
He shook his head. He was impatient, loud, and sometimes obnoxious, but he did have some self control. He had to control himself. He couldn't ever let himself become angry with anyone, especially with Selphie if he had any chance to be with her.
The rest of the evening, he laid in his bed, in his room at the Dormatories, staring up at the ceiling, trying to calm down, but still feeling a loathing hatred in his heart.
(Yeah, kinda boring, but I have a huge writer's block right now that I'm trying to fix. I wasn't sure what was gonna happen here, but it'll get better. I just got temporarily stuck. Hope this chapter didn't completly suck .')