Hey! This is my first fan fic, so bear with me! This is more like a modern version… and yeah. This story is for Meike, she's the one who introduced final fantasy to me, and she writes the BEST stories! I think her profile name is FantasyYunit or something… look it up!
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Song extract: (Squall's POV)
"You found hope, you found faith,
Found how fast she could take it away.
Found true love, lost your heart,
Now you don't know who you are." - Even Angels Fall
CHAPTER 1
NEW PLACES, OLD FACES
YUNA
"And it is lovely weather today, not a hint of a cloud in the sky, around -"
Yuna hit the alarm clock, and instantly it stopped.
"Stupid weather man, stupid alarm clock, stupid school," Yuna muttered grumpily. She wasn't much of a morning person, but today she was really not looking forward to going to school.
Back in Bevelle she wouldn't have minded so much. She had her friends at school, but now she was in a completely different situation. This time she was the new kid. She rolled out of bed, afraid that if she stayed there a moment longer she'd fall back asleep.
Yawning, she stretched, her tee shirt riding up so you could see her stomach. She examined herself in the mirror. Her eyes looked puffy and red, from watching late ER re-runs, her hair was a mess, and she didn't exactly look very awake.
Oh well, she thought to herself. A nice warm shower ought to do it. 15 minutes later she re-emerged from the bathroom, looking way better than before. She picked out her favourite pair of washed out jeans, and a simple black tee shirt.
She examined herself critically in the mirror. She'd looked better, but she didn't want to make herself stand out that much. She quickly tied her hair back, and did her make up. She examined herself yet again, realised she wasn't wearing earrings, and got her favourite pair out. They were her lucky pair; she'd inherited them from her mother, after she died.
Realising she still had 40 minutes to get to school, she wondered what to do. Her school bag was already made, her books, lunch and school appliances packed inside. She wasn't exactly hungry, too nervous to bother having breakfast, but she managed to gulp down some orange juice at least.
Her room too, was tidy, just like every other room in her apartment. She wished she had something to do. He looked down at herself, realised with horror that she was wearing yellow nail polish from the day before, and went to work, scrubbing it off.
Thank God for nail polish remover. She though. I don't know how else I'd survive.
10 minutes later, the yellow nail polish had been replaced by black, and Yuna was finally satisfied. She went over her timetable once more, checking she had everything.
PERIOD 1, 8:30 – 9:15
HOMEROOM
PERIOD 2, 9:15 – 10:00
CHEMISTRY
PERIOD 3, 10:00 – 10: 45
ENGLISH
BREAK, 10:45 – 11:05
PERIOD 4, 11:05 – 11:50
PHYSICAL EDUCATION
PERIOD 5, 11:50 – 12:35
PHYSICAL EDUCATION
LUNCH, 12:35 – 13:00
PERIOD 6, 13:00 – 13:45
FRENCH
PERIOD 7, 13:45 – 14:30
BIOLOGY
Yep, everything was in her bag. Trying to shake off the feeling that she had forgotten something, she picked up her bag, swung it over her shoulder, turned the lights out, and made her way out of the apartment.
The only inconvenience was that her accommodation was, of course, on the top floor. And the elevator happened to be broken. She sighed, and decided she'd have to walk all the way down. Wait – she had a better idea. Adjusting her bag, she settled herself on top of the banister, legs dangling.
Trying to keep her balance, she let go, and to her great surprise, started sliding down. She laughed with joy.
It was like being back at home, with Trayana, sliding down stairwell banisters, and being looked at disapprovingly by the maids. Trayana probably found another friend by now to replace her.
Yuna felt a pang in her heart. Trayana had been her best friend since kindergarten, and she would probably never see her again. Yeah, they would email, but it's not the same. Realising a sharp bend was coming; Yuna steadied herself, and went flying down the curb.
Her hair was probably messy because of all the wind, but she didn't care. It made her feel better, and this was a way better method than eating chocolate or ice cream in front of a TV. She smiled contentedly to herself, and walked into the garage, where her mustang was. It was an exact copy of the one in Princess Diaries. Yuna loved it. The only thing that was missing was a radio, but she was saving up for that, by babysitting.
She already had a babysitting appointment after school today, with her neighbour's three kids, Tommy, Darwin and Lilac. Three kids was quite a lot, but Mr. and Mrs. Wertterz paid her 8 bucks an hour, more than she asked for. She'd asked for 4 bucks an hour, not wanting to seem greedy, but Mrs. Wertterz wouldn't hear of it. Yuna smiled. She liked Mrs. Wertterz, and not just because she paid her so well. She just seemed like a kind person, she was always smiling, calling her children sweetheart and darling, and telling Yuna it was such a shame she couldn't find a part time job to be around her kids more often. Sort of like her mom did.
Yuna pushed that though out of her mind. She didn't want to think of her mom. She clambered into the car, started the motor, and backed out of the garage. She didn't have a great sense of direction, but managed to get to school on time, even if she did get there two minutes before the bell.
Checking her timetable, she realised homeroom was in classroom TD43. If only she knew where it was. She got out her map of the school, but it wasn't very helpful, and just served to confuse her.
"Hey, you seem lost, are you new?" She spun around, to face a hansom, tall brown haired guy, with a scar in between his eyes. "Yuna?" He asked in disbelief. She took two quick steps backwards.
"Squall? What are you doing here?"
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(A/N: aw… aren't I mean to leave you hanging? Try to update soon, Please review!
Love,
M)