AN: Well, this story came to me when I was sitting at a free Doc Walker concert the other day. I'm not a country fan but I went to it anyways beacuse my mom and sis wanted to see it and I wanted to go to the fair type thingy they were playing at. Anyways, I was sitting there listening to the screams of three crazy fangirls and staring at people walking around in cowboy hats when it hit me. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot and maybe some random people who aren't from Final Fantasy characters that I may add in later.

The seventeen-year-old brunet signed as he tried to fix his hair using the mirror in his bathroom. Deciding he was just making matter's worst, he stopped messing with the unruly shoulder-length hair, and put on the black leather gloves that he had left on the counter. He walked out into his bedroom and pulled on his leather jacket. He had just finished putting his many belts on when he heard a loud and impatient knock at his door.

"Squall," came his friend's voice, "hurry up in there. Selphie is getting annoying, Rinoa is whining, and Quistis is bitching at them. Get your ass out here."

Squall couldn't help but smile faintly at his friend's complaint. He never did get along with girls well; he wasn't patient enough to deal with them, and the fact that he wasn't attracted to them didn't help either.

"I'm coming," he replied. With one last look in the mirror, he turned the pendant on his necklace the right way, and grabbed his wallet, putting it in his coat pocket while he opened the door. He came face to face with a very angry blond.

"Why, Squall," he said bringing a hand up and running it through his short hair, "you look exactly the same as you did before you started getting ready. What the hell were you doing in there?"

Squall's expressionless face turned into a glare momentarily. He ignored his best friend's comment and walk past him down the hall, towards the stairs. "Don't take your anger out on me, this sure as hell wasn't my idea. And I didn't force you to live here with us, Seifer." He walked down the stairs with the blond close behind him.

"Of course you did," he retorted, "I have no choice but to follow where that very nice ass goes." He smirked licking his lips, watching Squall's butt through the tight black leather pants.

Squall gave a small smile as he reached the bottom of the stairs and opened their front door. He walked outside and waited for Seifer to lock the door behind them. He looked at their driveway and saw three girls; one was bouncing off the side of the dark blue car, another was leaning against it, looking bored, and the other was standing in front of them with her arms crossed and looking angry.

"Selphie you are not driving," the angry girl said, "you are too hyper, you'd kill us all."

The bouncing girl paused in her jumping to pout; her playful green eyes stared into aggravated blue ones. "Aw, but Quisty," she complained, "I wanna drive. Come on, can I please?"

"Selphie, did you even pass your driver's test?" Seifer questioned as he walked down the steps and headed towards the girls and car.

Selphie pointed a finger in the air and she opened her mouth like she had something very important to say, but she slumped her shoulders and replied hesitantly, "um, about that-"

"Well?" he asked glaring at her.

"That's a negative," she smiled.

"Then Quistis is driving or we're not going."

Selphie sighed in defeat and she silently handed the keys over to Quistis.

"I'm sitting in the back with Squally," the girl leaning against the car said using her pet name for Squall that annoyed everyone. She walked over to him and pulled him by the arm towards the vehicle.

"I call shotgun!" Selphie cried and ran to the other side of the car and hopping in the front seat; Quistis followed her and got into the driver's seat, starting the car.

"Squall, you're in the middle," Seifer said pointing at him, "There is no way in hell I'm sitting next to that thing." He pointed at the girl attached to the brunet's arm.

"I am not a thing, I am a lady. I have a name," she said calmly and Seifer snorted, "and I don't want to sit next to you either," she added furiously. She dragged Squall to the driver's side and opened the door behind Quistis to allow Squall to get in.

As soon as they were all comfortably inside the car Quistis backed it out of the driveway and drove the road. After two minutes of being bored, Selphie turned the radio on and started singing along; she wasn't a bad singer, but she was hyper and loud so it was annoying to the others, especially Seifer.

"Selphie do you ever shut up?" he said rubbing the bridge of his nose where his scar was.

Selphie paused I her singing to look at the angry expression on Seifer's face through the mirror briefly; a hurt and offended look graced her own features.

"Shut up Seifer," Rinoa said, from Squall's arm, "I like her singing." She turned to Selphie, "please continue singing, Hun. You have a wonderful voice."

Selphie didn't sing or say anything as her stared out her window ignoring them. She had worked so hard in getting these tickets from her cousin for Squall's birthday and being allowed in the club even thought some of them we under age, and this is how they repaid her. She was not allowed to drive and she was told to shut up every ten minutes. Some friends she had, he thought bitterly, sighing.

"Now look what you've done Seifer, you've upset her," Rinoa said, sticking out her tongue at the blond.

"Will you both just be quiet?" Squall said, finally getting annoyed and he roughly pulled his arm out of Rinoa's grasp. "Selphie, you can sing if you want to, there will be no more complaints," he glared at Seifer to emphasis his anger.

Seifer rolled his eyed, but nodded in agreement, but Selphie didn't sing and the rest of the drive continued on in silence.

AN: Yay, I think the chapter turned out well. If you see any mistakes please tell me, and don't forget to review if you want to.

Oh, and incase you were confused here are the ages of the characters mentioned so far:
Selphie: Sixteen
Squall: Seventeen
Seifer: Seventeen
Rinoa: Eighteen
Quistis: Twenty

Any other character's ages will be mentioned later.