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Note: I'm going to take my shot at switching points of view this chapter. My original plan was to have the whole story done in Tifa's point of view, but we'll see how it goes.
Chapter I: School Stuff and Little Ones
Cloud's pov
7:00 a.m.
Nibelhiem high school-hallways
"Take a good look everyone, it's really our last year to walk these halls." I yell stretching my arms out wide to emphasize my point. I hear Zack root behind me and Aerith laugh loudly.
"Oh no you don't," Yuffie whines from Tifa's right, "I still have two more years remember, don't you even dare to start rubbing it in that you guys are only here for 180 more days and leaving me behind."
"Oh stop Yuffie you won't be alone." Tifa says and I wrap my arm around the martial artist's shoulders, pulling her closer to me as we walk down the hallway.
"Yeah," Aerith says skipping ahead and turning to walk backwards to face us, "what about Reno? He's still only a Junior."
"Just who I want to be spending my Senior year with, Reno Kiser. He drinks, he smokes and he cheats, yup, he's a real winner." Yuffie says sarcastically.
"And which of those do you not do Yuffs?" Zack jokes.
"I don't cheat… often." She says while joining in with our laughter.
"Yeah," says Tifa defending her friend, "she didn't cheat on her history exam last year."
"Only 'cause they wouldn't let her take it in the class with anyone else." I say through my chuckles.
"Nuh-uh," Aerith whines, "Tifa and I worked hard to help her study last year didn't we Yuffs."
"Yup, and it actually paid off." Says Yuffie sounding a little too surprised that her words were true. We decide to stop picking on the poor girl for now, she is the only Junior we ever hang out with. Yuffie had sort of just pushed her way into our group when she was a freshman. I didn't like her much at first, but she's the kind of person that just grows on you. I still don't forgive her for stealing like all of my lunch money last year, but about the third time of catching her I kind of lost the heart to yell at her anymore. We are all that way when I came to thinking about it. Stealing from each other is never a big issue and neither is paying each other back. It it's just second nature to us that what is one's is the whole group's, and if all else fails we turn to Tifa.
Tifa is the richest of all of us. If you were to ask her though, she'd say she was just another nobody. Of course, we don't hold it against her, money is all she's ever known. Besides, she's always the one to pay for our movie tickets anyway. Her father gets like a billion dollars a year with his rheumatology practice and he's sort of adopted us all. She never lets it go to her head though. Sure are were other rich kids with money whoring parents, but Tifa never seems to get along with them. She stays close to us and I'm grateful. I don't know what I'd do without her. She's like my little sister, and sometimes I feel the overprotective brotherly symptoms overwhelming, but most of the time I'm glad to be there for her.
I hear the bell ring to signal the start of classes. Tifa pulls away from me and kisses me on the cheek before skipping off to her locker. Aerith and Zack share a wet, lingering kiss until I come up and smack my brother over the head again. He flicks me off and kisses Aerith once more before she follows after Yuffie to the science hallway.
"What's your first period?" Zack asks me while we head to our lockers.
"Um… Advanced Comp. You?" I say waving to a group of girls that used to follow Zack and I around. Sure enough I hear them giggle and speed off in the opposite direction.
"Physical Fitness." He says. Leave it to my jock brother to take gym first period. He says it was good to exercise first thing in the morning. Exercise what? We're both built the same way and I know that I don't need all those extra gym classes, but whatever he wants is his business I guess.
"Well, I'll see you later." I say closing my locker door and heading to the English hallway. I have Mrs. Lucrecia for English and I bow lowly to her as I walk through her door. She laughs at me and waves me inside. I guess I'm the last to get into the class because there are a limited number of seats left, and when I say limited I mean one. In the back near the corner sitting lonely next to a kid I'd never met before. Instantly it registers why no one is sitting by him, he's new. I stride over and, with a big goofy grin on my face, sit down beside him.
"Hey." I say cheerfully and I almost crack up right then at the look he gives me. It's a mixture of confusion and hatred. Who could hate me when they hadn't even met me? This kid is weird, I could already tell.
"Hey." He says lifting an eyebrow.
"You new?" No reason not to skip strait to the point. This class is usually full of Seniors and he doesn't look to me any younger. It would suck to have to move your Senior year.
"Yes, you?" He's beginning the conversation sarcastically. It reminds me of Tifa, actually he, himself, reminds me of Tifa. Black hair, which is significantly shorter than hers but just as strait. Red eyes that glowed a little bit more but the same blood-red color jogs my memory. He's wearing all black, which also seems kind of Tifa-ish.
"Nope, been going here since kindergarten." I respond. "What's your name man?"
"Vincent." He says as Mrs. Lucrecia shuts the door and sits at her desk taking out her grade book to take roll.
"Oh yeah, I'm Cloud." I reach over and shake his hand. "If you need me to, I can show you around today. The campus is pretty big, I still get lost sometimes. What lunch do you have?"
"Sixth period." He says looking down at his schedule.
"Cool, you can eat with us if you want. I think the whole group has lunch together this year, I'll introduce you to everyone."
After he nods his head I turn to the front of the class. Mrs. Lucrecia is still reading names off her list, weeding out those who aren't supposed to be here. I notice they were mostly juniors who'd gotten mixed up. After a while I see that there are no more juniors in the class, just seniors. I wonder what it was like for Tifa when she was in this class last year, she would have been the one junior to actually stay in the class. Now she'ss taking college classes, why would someone want to take more writing classes than necessary? She amazes me sometimes.
"Cloud Strife?" Mrs. Lucrecia calls my name clearly and looks me strait in the eye. I wink at her and she flushes a serious shade of red. I'm seventeen and I can make women twice my age crush on me. It's flattering and kind of discouraging, I never think I get the grades I really deserve.
"And Vincent Valentine." She nods to Vincent and stands from her desk. I take out a pencil and start writing on my new black notebook.
Note: How'd I do with the character switch? Should I go back to my original plan. Tell me what you think in a review... I should see you next chapter... Ayumi