Star Shadow: As promised, I'm updating on my B-day! Now for those of you who have been following the story this is where the journal entries start to become partly fiction.

Dark Stratos: Yeah, she's never been on the radio before, but most of the stuff is true. It will change a bit after the next two or three chapters.

Star Shadow: Okies! On with the fic!

Disclaimer: I only own my notebook, my ideas, and me now, but someday I will own squaresoft! Just wait and see!

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The Journal

Star Shadow and dark Stratos

Chapter Three: The Radio

Seifer sat in one of the garden's classrooms becoming more and more frustrated by the second. As he typed commands into the computer it became painfully obvious that his search was going to be more difficult than he had originally planned. It seemed that the harder he looked for Rachel the more elusive she became. He growled in frustration as more problems arose.

So far all he had managed to find was that she had been a student of a Memorial High School. This didn't seem like much help to him. He had, at first, been very happy to see that he had found her until a thought struck him. There could be thousands of Rachel Coleys. So after hours of searching he was still virtually empty handed.

"Umph," was all he said as he hit his head on the keyboard in front of him. This just couldn't be his day. He was tempted to whine about how unfair it all was, but decided against it, especially since Zell and Quistis were in the room. He suddenly sat up and rubbed his face before looking back at the slow computer's screen. "I can do this," he mumbled to himself.

He began to type quickly again. This was becoming quite a little obsession, and an infuriating one at that. His brow creased as he attempted to find Rachel yet again becoming oblivious to everything else. He didn't even notice Zell and Quistis staring at him as he worked.

"He's been doing that since six," Quistis frowned. She was one of the few who had accepted Seifer after he came back. They were still a bit distant with each other, but he really was pretty good. "There aren't even classes today and I'm sure that I didn't give any homework."

"What do you think he's doing?" Zell asked. Secretly, he wished he could type as fast as the older teen. He was going at an almost impossible pace.

"I'm not sure," she responded looking at her student as he growled in frustration yet again. She was beginning to wonder if that was good for his health. "I've never seen him work so hard on something like this before. That includes fighting with Squall over grades."

Suddenly, Seifer grabbed the headphones that he kept at his desk, put them on, and went back to typing. Both Quistis and Zell felt suddenly horrid about talking about his while he was in the room and interrupting him. They didn't know, however, that Seifer had only put them on to hear a clip of what might be the girl he was currently searching for. He clicked play and listened to the sounds seeing as it had no picture.

"Hello! This is Rachel Coley!" said a familiar voice.

"And Megan Hynes with--" another said.

"Conversations of the Pointless!" they said together. Seifer resisted the urge to laugh. This sounded more than entertaining.

"Today's topic," Rachel's voice said, "is... Erm... Why doesn't this show ever have a topic?"

Seifer couldn't help it. He snickered.

"That's a good question. A question that we think we have the answer to," Megan said.

"Well," Rachel said. "First off, topics are boring and people never seem to stay on them anyways. It's like the first time I tried to ride my bike. I could never stay on it or on the road. I always got hurt back then. But I didn't know how to ride my bike then. I'm learning to drive my uncles sports cars now."

"Really? Were you the one who was doing the pin-point turns in the school parking lot who left tire marks all over... the... Oh God! We've already gotten away from what we were supposed to be talking about!" Megan yelled.

Rachel held in a fit of giggles. "You're twitching."

Megan cleared her throat. "Right. Now then another reason this show never seems to have topics it that-- Rachel! What are you doing!?"

"Um... Dancing?" she supplied innocently.

"God must be testing me."

"But I thought that was last week."

"Continuing--"

"You're twitching again Mei-chan. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yet another reason we can't seem to stay on topic is--"

"Hey look! This red light is blinking." Rachel said with a hint of excitement.

"Don't click the button... yet..." Megan said, but it was too late.

"Hello," a new voice said. "Is this Conversations of the Pointless?"

"Can't you tell?" Megan moaned.

"I was just wondering how much sugar Rachel has before each show, because I know she isn't always that hyper."

"You're right," Megan said. "Sometimes she's really calm, but you see, three cans of vanilla frosting with candy sprinkles in it seemed to have disappeared from the teaches lounge and she now has six empty bottles of Ramune around her. I swear she's gonna be diabetic someday. Come to you own conclusions."

"Back to the topic!" Rachel said happily. "Another reason we never seem to stay on the thingy is that we have loooooooooooads of sugar before coming in or I do and well... You people know how it is!"

"Or they should by now anyway. If you listen to the show and know nothing about the joys of hyperness, you really need to find her on a dangerous sugar induced high. It's entertaining. It's also one of the reasons a lot of our teachers like Rachel in the class. She can make their bad days good according to some," Megan said.

"Hey Mei-chan?"

"Yes Raye?"

"We're staying on topic. Are we supposed to do that?"

"Uh... Let's go to the callers. Hello. You're on the air," Megan said.

"Yes," said a male voice, "I have a question for Rachel."

"That's cool!" she said. "Next caller!"

"But you don't--" he was cut off.

"That wasn't like you," Megan said sounding slightly shocked.

"Nope! That was Todd," Rachel said. This caused Seifer to sputter violently.

"Oh," was all that was said in response. "I believe that your actions have just been justified... For all of you people out there, this guy has been stalking me for months. He's also been trying to weed out info from little Raye-chan... here..."

"Weee! Look Megan! The chair spins!" Seifer sputtered again.

"Yes, the chair spins. Now then the men in the white coats will be here to take you away shortly," Megan said soothingly.

"ACK! I'll behave."

"Well," Megan said. "I am sorry to say that the men in the coats have come a bit too soon."

"Until next time," Rachel said. "I'm Rachel Coley."

"And I'm Megan Hynes. And this has been another installment of--"

"Conversations of the Pointless!" They finished together. A song began to play then it faded.

Seifer was now positive that this was the girl whose journal he possessed. He smiled. He had finally gotten somewhere. He was looking at the notebook in his lap and he wrote down what clues he had gathered from that little show in it. He also wrote down the other girl's name: Megan Hynes. Perhaps he could find more out about Rachel through her. The strange thing he had found out about this was that this had been recorded about half a millennia ago.

Seifer looked back to the screen. That was when he saw that Zell was leaning on a nearby desk and that Quistis was with him. They were both giving him a questioning look. This couldn't be good. He had completely forgotten about them. He closed his notebook and turned off his computer. Suddenly his stomach started to grumble.

He stood up slowly and collected his things and Rachel's notebook. After he was sure that everything was in its place he walked out of the room and to the cafeteria. He bought a small snack and sat down at a secluded table. It wasn't so bad as it used to be. People used to leave any area where he sat. Now they only avoided sitting at the same table as him. Perhaps they would one day be willing to sit with him.

Seifer let out a small huff of air that would have been a laugh had his voice been put into it as he thought of who he was probably acting like. Blind optimism was not one of his normal traits, so that must mean that it was one of hers. She really had a way of rubbing off on him without ever meeting him. With this in mind, he opened her journal and read. He had the feeling that many saw it as him studying.

Hello again!

If you're reading this that must mean that I'm either interesting or you have nothing to do. I know the feeling. I get it all the time. It can be really annoying, ya know? Sometimes I can be pretty annoying too.

Well anywho, I'm in one of those bored mood where I don't really have anything to write about, but at this point I just want to write. It's very strange. I don't have much to write about. Erg.. Ha! That's a funny word.

I have this friend named Megan (don't ask why I'm writing about this, I don't really know why) has this guy named Todd chasing after her. He was cool at first and I didn't judge him because that just doesn't feel right, but now it's kinda getting creepy. He knows about everything she's doing. Normally I would give him attention and try to help him out and I know I'm being a little hypocritical, but there's something about him I don't like. He's been calling me to know more about Megan and the worse part is that he's twenty-one! Mei-chan (that's her nick-name by the way, but people also call her Akio) is only a few months from being a year older than me. Maybe he'll lay off in a bit.

Seifer re-read that. Megan and Todd were the people from the clip he had listened to. He had thought that it had been a little weird that Rachel, who seemed nice and liked to see people in a good light from what he had read, had just hung up on him. He was beginning to understand why though. It was a bit strange for a man of twenty-one to be stalking a sixteen-year-old.

On a lighter note, I get to be on a radio show with Mei-chan! It's going to be so much fun! We don't really get to start for another few months, but I'm still excited. Yay!

Here's the story behind it. We (Megan and I) were talking at lunch today and it turns out that there was this guy patrolling the cafeteria. We were being out random selves and he come up to us and asks what we were talking about. We were talking about peach tea at the time and how she always used to spill it all over her lap and how we called that pulling a Megan and how I always managed to put down bottle of something or other and manage to make it hop out of the bottle and spill. That's called pulling a Rachel by the way. We managed to get from there to how boy bands and pop stars were getting a bit perverted and from there we got to pianos. I still don't remember how. Well, he said that he liked how we did that and he told us about this empty spot on his radio station. Both our moms approved and so in a few months people will be listening to us making comments on everything.

Oh yeah! I don't think I've written about my dad yet. He's a jerk. A really big one at that. He and Mama are going through a divorce. He's said that by the time that this is over he's going to make sure she doesn't have a single penny. He's been making extra court dates and he's been rather mean. He has been a drunk longer than I have been alive. He's abusive too. He beat Mama up and sometimes me too. But that okay with me because I was defending Melissa and Lauren. I made sure that he never hurt them.

Seifer realized something odd about the way she referred to her father. While she called her mother 'Mama' she only said 'my dad' when writing about him. It also made him wonder why someone would beat his or her family. It just didn't seem right.

Oh well. You never know what's going to happen sometimes. Summer is starting in about a week! Yay! I can't wait! No more tests! XD

Until next time,

~Rachel Coley

Seifer smiled as he closed the notebook. He was now certain that he had found the right Rachel on the sound clip. He was at least getting there. Although he knew if he searched it for more clues it wouldn't feel right.

"Um..." Seifer looked up at a blonde girl who was holding a tray. "W-would it be alright if I sat here?"

After resisting the urge to gape openly at the question he smiled and moved some of his notebooks over. "It's nice to see that I have company for once," he said with the same smile on his face. Who knew? Perhaps things could be looking even farther up.

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Star Shadow: I hope you liked it! Remember chapters come out faster with reviews.

Dark Stratos: She's had a writers block for a while and the best way to help her over it is lots of encouragement. Thank and remember, r--

Star Shadow: CHICKENS GO MOO!!!