When I got to the bottom of that tree I knew I was in deep shit. "Third time this week Yuffie." Mr. 'You need to get a hold of your life' told me as he led me towards the main building by the arm.
"I had a sore foot Sir." I tried dutifully.
"You seemed to be doing all right on that tree."
"Bugger…"
We got to the central block the same time as some of the kids were arriving back from the walk. They were all covered in mud and looked haggard. I struggled not to laugh. It was far less amusing when I was marched up the stairs to my councilor's room. I waited outside until Mr. 'You only have yourself to blame' left and I was called in.
The councilor was a massive woman called Audry who spoke to everyone as if they had a mental age of two. She was really pretty revolting to look at, layers of fat spilled off the side of her chair and she had atleast five chins.
"Hello there Yuffie." She said gently.
"Hey big Mumma." I replied using the same name for her as all of the kids unlucky enough to be sent here.
"Now Yuffie, I'd prefer it if you called me Audry."
"Too bad." I replied and childishly stuck out my tongue. The huge woman sighed audibly. I picked at my nails as if I was actually interested in getting the dirt out of them. I really wasn't but I'd do anything to make myself less endearing to the staff here.
"I hear you've been skipping your classes again. Would you like to talk about that?"
"Classes? Is that what you're calling them now! More like torture sessions if you ask me."
"Everything on the cirriculum here is aimed to reestablish you as a productive member of society." I couldn't help but laugh at that.
"What complete shit!" I spluttered out between giggles.
"All right then Yuffie. Let's get to the point." Audry said, the smallest of malicious twinkles in her eyes. "Would you like to explain this to me?"
To my horror she was holding up the butt of my joint.
"I don't know anything about that Miss." I declared, hoping I looked innocent.
"It's camp policy that we take the use of recreational drugs very seriously, due to this we are going to have to search your belongings."
So while they invaded my privacy with no regard to my civil rights (I'm sure I've got some sort of right to keeping a stash without people finding out) I was sent off to clean the toilets. I knew exactly what they'd be finding while they took apart my small section of the girl's dorm. I had hidden all my contraband quite well but the staff here was well experienced in finding stuff.
The toilets were disgusting. Other than that there's very little to say about them. A pool of vomit sat in the middle of the floor and from it's dried state it seemed to have been there for a good little while. Gross.
Everyone rejects responsibility for the toilets. The cleaners claim it's the janitor's job and the jannies say the same about the cleaners. Management it would seem lives somewhere that no mail gets delivered to. I'd been given a brush and some cleaning stuff to scrub with but on discovering that this was highly flammable I hid it in my jacket for use on a later date. Oh what fun I could have.
After around fifteen bored minutes of contemplating my own escape through the vents I was overjoyed to see Tifa (my fellow detainee) make an entrance.
"BOOBS!" I screeched, leaping up and bounding over to her. "That bunch of sadistic bastards have been torturing me! I have never been so happy to see you!"
"Where have you been Yuff-yuff? We were looking all over for you!" My friend replied, quite used to my 'enthusiastic' greetings. "Did you skive off the hillwalk?"
"Course I did silly, you know I can't stand those things." I scolded fondly. "I went and met a nice little newbie called Riku up a tree instead."
"So what are you doing in here?"
"Got caught with a joint. Now those little cunts are going through my stuff." At this she grimaced apologetically.
"Nasty." Tifa's great that way, she always knows how to react to any kind of emotion. When someone's happy she's happy, when you're pissed off she knows when to leave you alone and she never gets embarrassed if someone bursts into tears. I'm not like that, I get all quirky and annoying. Not that I don't have my own little kind of Yuffie-love; it's just that it's not worth much.
Teef got sent here for beating the shit out of some ugly turd that called her mum a whore. Justified violence if you ask me – unfortunately of course they don't. The guy ended up in hospital and needed surgery to reconstruct his face. I hope for his sake that he didn't get them to put it back how it was before. Of course I don't actually know if he was ugly or not but he was a bad guy so he probably was, because, that's what fairy tales say – and everyone knows they're always right.
I was just about to strike up a friendly converstaion with Tifa, perhaps about the weather or how life was treating her these days, unfortunately Audry arrived to take me to my impending doom.
The second I arrived back in her office I knew I was completely busted – sitting on her desk were the three seemingly innocent objects that were throwing me in at the deep end.
"Take a seat please Yuffie." Audry said forcing a smile onto her face; it really looked more like a grimace of extreme pain. I pulled out the chair opposite where she sat and prepared myself for the worst. "Now, each student at camp perseverance receives a list of all contraband items before arriving, it is then read out again to you during the initial search of your bag. Therefore there is no excuse for what we've found." Desperately, I grabbed at my last shot at an excuse.
"But Miss, none of these things are on that list! I don't understand Miss."
"Well Yuffie, neither did we until we took a closer look." Here she picked up a seemingly innocent Polaroid camera and removed the film. Stuffed into the metal rectangle that would normally hold ink and paper was an assortment of packaged condoms. "In your room we found contraceptives of strawberry, toffee and chocolate flavour," I unwittingly slumped down into my chair in utter defeat. Audry then picked up a pink plastic bottle of what claimed to be face moisturizer, she took a small glass out of a shelf on her desk and poured some of the bottles contents into it. Holding it under my nose for me to smell she proudly proclaimed "demerarah rum," She was saving the worst till last. What a sadistic bitch… My councilor picked up a small teddy bear and turning it upside down opened the small secret flap on its bum. She reached inside and took out a small plastic bag stuffed with grass. She opened it and immediately the room filled with the tangy smell of cannabis. My mouth started to water. "And dried marijuana leaves. You Yuffie Kisaragi, are in a lot of trouble." Sounding rather uncomfortable as she un-stylishly finished her proclamation she said, "As soon as we inform your mother. For now you should go to dinner."
Yuk. Dinner. Almost as bad as staying in Audry's office. There was no menu here, Only reconstituted vomit on a plate. I quickly walked down one of the many corridors contemplating setting off the fire-alarm as I passed it – thinking of the trouble I was already in I decided against it.
I soon reached the canteen and swung both doors open going for the most moodily dramatic entrance I could. Mismatched youngsters and social rejects looked round but seeing it was me dismissed this as normal Yuffie behaviour. As I stalked towards a table of the few friends I made here a grungy red-headed youth stopped me.
"Hey brat," he started to ask "I heard you got caught?" It was clearly a question and not a statement.
"Word sure gets round fast." I muttered confirming Reno's suspicions.
"That sucks."
"Yeah." I agreed and carried on towards the seat I had in my sights.
I slumped down on the gray plastic chair next to Tifa and pouting for all my worth whined "You had to tell everyone I'm in shit, didn't you boobs." She looked over at me skeptically and said (as more of a statement than a question)
"You don't mind do you?" The truth was I really didn't. So that was it – argument over. It's much more boring that way. I was just working myself into a self-pitying state of depression when I heard one of my fellow captives voices jokingly tell me to
"Turn that frown upside down."
"Oh shush Cloud" I told him – but I already felt a smile creeping back onto my face. Cloud's not the kind of guy I'd hang around with back home. He's a big mega-goth and where I'm from he'd be discredited as a missioner. But when you get sent to an evil death camp like this you can't really be too fussy. After I got to know him it turned out he was pretty sound. Looking round at my table of friends I have to admit that they're mostly the kind of guys all my in-crowd would quite enjoy kicking the shit out of.
There's Vinnie – the loser who sits in the corner, knows all the answers and never gets your jokes, Lulu – who's queen of darkness display is matched only by Clouds and Aerith – the head cooks daughter who gets stuck here throughout the Summer.
We are friends through necessity only and if we were ever to mee-… My thoughts were cut off as I proudly announced
"My newbie sense is tingling!" I then stood up and unabashedly called across the room "RIKU! Come and sit over here!" as I gestured towards the seat on my other side from Tifa. Much to my delight he changed his course across the room and started heading towards me.
I don't know what it is about Riku. But even now I'm thinking he could be just what I need to put the most magnificent escape plan of all time into place and break out of here. I might even manage to have a little fun while I'm at it.
Haha! I posted a second chapter. It still isn't very long (I promise longer chapters when things have gotten a little more interesting). I'm sorry if this chapter seemed clunky and awkward. That and microsoft word stopping me from putting in any pagebreaks made it not too good.
Big 'HOORAH!' and ferret kissies to all my wonderful reviewers.
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