It was a miracle that Auron actually let Tidus go to the dance. Wearing a
casual Hawaiian shirt and baggy jeans (A/N: The outfit that Tidus wears
with one pant leg longer than the other really ticks me off, so to let you
know, he doesn't wear that in this fic.) he walked into the school with
Wakka, who had gelled up his hair even more.
Some other students were also walking down the hall to the cafeteria (which was always lamely decorated for the dances) and Tidus felt a little left out. All the guys were holding hands with some girl...
Wakka seemed to feel the same way, because he was looking at each one uncomfortably and looking kind of resentful. "Ya know," he said, "I feel sometimes alone without a girlfriend, ya?"
"I guess," said Tidus unwarily. He was watching Yuna's back as she walked down the hall ahead of them with Lulu, her best friend. They were talking quietly.
She was wearing a purple spaghetti strap miniskirt with pink flowers around the bottom, and sparkly red high heels with straps around the ankles. She looked really pretty too. He watched as she paid admission to get in, and then walked in the doors with Lulu, both laughing at something for some reason.
THONK
"You okay, ya?" Wakka looked as if he had two heads.
"Wha..." everything was spinning and light, and his nose and brain were in pain...
"You sure you okay?" Wakka asked, helping him up by the arm. "You just crashed headfirst into the pole."
"Ouch..." said Tidus, massaging his nose. "Don't fret, man" he added, seeing Wakka looking so worried, "I'm fine..."
"Oh, alright." Wakka tapped him on the shoulder. "I'll be inside, ya?"
"Oh great, ditch me," muttered Tidus angrily. It felt as if his nose would never heal...
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As usual, the cafeteria was lamely decorated with strings of balloons hanging from each corner to the opposite, with random party decorations shimmering on the cafeteria ceiling. Of course, the lights were off and someone had brought in studio lights that were shining on and off in different colors, and then there was a cheap fog machine that created a smoke like substance. And then the speakers were booming with music, like usual. Tidus and Wakka sat down on two of the chairs, like what they usually do at the dances. (A/N: the boys always just sit or stand there at my school dances too)
Across the cafeteria, Yuna waved at Tidus.
Tidus waved back at Yuna, who was smiling, like always. He couldn't help but notice how sweet and pretty she looked that way. Was this an invitation to ask her on a slow dance?
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"Hey...Wakka?" Wakka seemed very deep in thought.
"Whoa what?"
"What're you thinking about?" Tidus inquired.
"Ah—nothing" Wakka looked embarrassed. "Nothing," he repeated.
"Hi you guys," said Lulu as walked past, with Yuna. "I checked with the DJ and he says the next song's gonna be a slow dance." She smiled, and so did Yuna. Wakka looked abashed.
"Er—that's nice," squeaked Wakka. Tidus had never seen him so....nervous.
Sure enough, Stairway to Heaven started playing, and a large group of popular guys got up and scattered into the crowd. As usual, asking the girls...
Wakka stood up. "Ya know what?" he asked, "I think I'll go for it, ya?" And he went off.
Tidus heaved himself off the chair. Maybe he should too. He took two steps forward. Nah, she'd probably refuse. He sat back down. Yuna was nice. She wouldn't do that. Tidus imagined her smiling and saying alright, and then putting her arms around his neck...why not? He got up again and headed for the dance floor. But what if she said no anyways? That would be too embarrassing. He sat back down. This is your big chance, said a voice in his head. "Okay," said Tidus to himself. "I'll go for it." Smiling to himself a little and feeling very, very, very, nervous (he was determined not to bite his nails and look stupid) he walked across the darkened cafeteria, looking for her.
He caught the sight of Wakka dancing with Lulu, both of them holding each other pretty close. Wakka seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit. Her large breast against his chest did sicken Tidus a bit too... (A/N: I always wished that
Final Fantasy would make Lulu's fur coat thing a little higher, and I wish to tell you that in this fic she's wearing a nice, black turtle neck tank top and purple skirt down to her knees. No belts, no disturbing low lines, and pink lip gloss instead of purple. Alright, back to Tidus)
Then he saw her. Dancing with someone else. No, it couldn't be. She had her arms around his shoulders and her head on his shoulder, and he had his arms tight around her waist. Embraced with Seymour. All of the sudden Tidus felt sad, and somehow angry at the same time, feeling as if no one could feel the way he did. And from that moment, he hated Seymour. Who cared if Seymour had never done anything to him, but he hated him. He hated—and envied—him from the top of his blue hair to the soles of his sneakers.
He turned around and strode back to his chair, and plopped himself down feeling jealous. The song ended, and Wakka came over, hand in hand with Lulu. Boy was he in a good mood. Lulu was smiling richly too. "Hey, me and Lu are just going to be o'er there, okay?" Tidus wasn't listening, and he continued. "Hey, cheer up alright? Don't mind if I go, ya?"
Tidus pouted as Wakka left him and led Lulu to the other side of the cafeteria. Whoever said that social dances were fun had issues...
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At ten, after they had finished the last snowball (where Tidus had watched Yuna dance with more anonymous guys) the whole cafeteria emptied itself out the doors as everyone started home. Tidus walked home alone; Wakka was off somewhere else. Probably walking Lulu home, he thought angrily. Finally looking up from the dirt he was kicking up from his feet, he saw Yuna and Seymour walking and holding hands right ahead of him. Seymour was whispering a lot into her ear, and Yuna was looking around an awful lot, he noticed, and also, she wasn't really smiling. That surprised him...she was usually smiling, for one thing, and most girls were smiling as the left the dances (he remembered how joyful Lulu seemed).
Tidus told himself not to think about things too much and started walking faster, passing Seymour and Yuna and the rest of the people. He didn't notice Yuna staring after him as Seymour whispered things into her ear.
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Ah how is it so far? I know, it really sucks and I will edit it later on, but I had way to much important info I needed to pack into this chapter so yeah. And I also was trying to make sure that I and I quote my grammar/writing teacher, show the details, not tell them, because it makes writing more natural, and of course better, unquote. So please review!! Pretty please? I will send lollipops by email to all who review. Thank you!
Some other students were also walking down the hall to the cafeteria (which was always lamely decorated for the dances) and Tidus felt a little left out. All the guys were holding hands with some girl...
Wakka seemed to feel the same way, because he was looking at each one uncomfortably and looking kind of resentful. "Ya know," he said, "I feel sometimes alone without a girlfriend, ya?"
"I guess," said Tidus unwarily. He was watching Yuna's back as she walked down the hall ahead of them with Lulu, her best friend. They were talking quietly.
She was wearing a purple spaghetti strap miniskirt with pink flowers around the bottom, and sparkly red high heels with straps around the ankles. She looked really pretty too. He watched as she paid admission to get in, and then walked in the doors with Lulu, both laughing at something for some reason.
THONK
"You okay, ya?" Wakka looked as if he had two heads.
"Wha..." everything was spinning and light, and his nose and brain were in pain...
"You sure you okay?" Wakka asked, helping him up by the arm. "You just crashed headfirst into the pole."
"Ouch..." said Tidus, massaging his nose. "Don't fret, man" he added, seeing Wakka looking so worried, "I'm fine..."
"Oh, alright." Wakka tapped him on the shoulder. "I'll be inside, ya?"
"Oh great, ditch me," muttered Tidus angrily. It felt as if his nose would never heal...
XIXIXIXIX
As usual, the cafeteria was lamely decorated with strings of balloons hanging from each corner to the opposite, with random party decorations shimmering on the cafeteria ceiling. Of course, the lights were off and someone had brought in studio lights that were shining on and off in different colors, and then there was a cheap fog machine that created a smoke like substance. And then the speakers were booming with music, like usual. Tidus and Wakka sat down on two of the chairs, like what they usually do at the dances. (A/N: the boys always just sit or stand there at my school dances too)
Across the cafeteria, Yuna waved at Tidus.
Tidus waved back at Yuna, who was smiling, like always. He couldn't help but notice how sweet and pretty she looked that way. Was this an invitation to ask her on a slow dance?
XIXIXIXIX
"Hey...Wakka?" Wakka seemed very deep in thought.
"Whoa what?"
"What're you thinking about?" Tidus inquired.
"Ah—nothing" Wakka looked embarrassed. "Nothing," he repeated.
"Hi you guys," said Lulu as walked past, with Yuna. "I checked with the DJ and he says the next song's gonna be a slow dance." She smiled, and so did Yuna. Wakka looked abashed.
"Er—that's nice," squeaked Wakka. Tidus had never seen him so....nervous.
Sure enough, Stairway to Heaven started playing, and a large group of popular guys got up and scattered into the crowd. As usual, asking the girls...
Wakka stood up. "Ya know what?" he asked, "I think I'll go for it, ya?" And he went off.
Tidus heaved himself off the chair. Maybe he should too. He took two steps forward. Nah, she'd probably refuse. He sat back down. Yuna was nice. She wouldn't do that. Tidus imagined her smiling and saying alright, and then putting her arms around his neck...why not? He got up again and headed for the dance floor. But what if she said no anyways? That would be too embarrassing. He sat back down. This is your big chance, said a voice in his head. "Okay," said Tidus to himself. "I'll go for it." Smiling to himself a little and feeling very, very, very, nervous (he was determined not to bite his nails and look stupid) he walked across the darkened cafeteria, looking for her.
He caught the sight of Wakka dancing with Lulu, both of them holding each other pretty close. Wakka seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit. Her large breast against his chest did sicken Tidus a bit too... (A/N: I always wished that
Final Fantasy would make Lulu's fur coat thing a little higher, and I wish to tell you that in this fic she's wearing a nice, black turtle neck tank top and purple skirt down to her knees. No belts, no disturbing low lines, and pink lip gloss instead of purple. Alright, back to Tidus)
Then he saw her. Dancing with someone else. No, it couldn't be. She had her arms around his shoulders and her head on his shoulder, and he had his arms tight around her waist. Embraced with Seymour. All of the sudden Tidus felt sad, and somehow angry at the same time, feeling as if no one could feel the way he did. And from that moment, he hated Seymour. Who cared if Seymour had never done anything to him, but he hated him. He hated—and envied—him from the top of his blue hair to the soles of his sneakers.
He turned around and strode back to his chair, and plopped himself down feeling jealous. The song ended, and Wakka came over, hand in hand with Lulu. Boy was he in a good mood. Lulu was smiling richly too. "Hey, me and Lu are just going to be o'er there, okay?" Tidus wasn't listening, and he continued. "Hey, cheer up alright? Don't mind if I go, ya?"
Tidus pouted as Wakka left him and led Lulu to the other side of the cafeteria. Whoever said that social dances were fun had issues...
XIXIXIXIX
At ten, after they had finished the last snowball (where Tidus had watched Yuna dance with more anonymous guys) the whole cafeteria emptied itself out the doors as everyone started home. Tidus walked home alone; Wakka was off somewhere else. Probably walking Lulu home, he thought angrily. Finally looking up from the dirt he was kicking up from his feet, he saw Yuna and Seymour walking and holding hands right ahead of him. Seymour was whispering a lot into her ear, and Yuna was looking around an awful lot, he noticed, and also, she wasn't really smiling. That surprised him...she was usually smiling, for one thing, and most girls were smiling as the left the dances (he remembered how joyful Lulu seemed).
Tidus told himself not to think about things too much and started walking faster, passing Seymour and Yuna and the rest of the people. He didn't notice Yuna staring after him as Seymour whispered things into her ear.
XIXIXIXIX
Ah how is it so far? I know, it really sucks and I will edit it later on, but I had way to much important info I needed to pack into this chapter so yeah. And I also was trying to make sure that I and I quote my grammar/writing teacher, show the details, not tell them, because it makes writing more natural, and of course better, unquote. So please review!! Pretty please? I will send lollipops by email to all who review. Thank you!