A/N: Thanks to my first two reviewers! Hope you keep coming back! . . .

' ' Indicate thoughts, if you didn't realise . .

'And I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think that they'd understand . . .'

Selphie walked in through the doors of classroom 2F, her head reeling with worry of seeing her enemies. After placing herself at her workstation, she looked around at who was already in. These included Squall, Irvine and his followers, known as Celia, Amber, and Nichi and a few other people she didn't know too well.

Selphies stomach lurched when she saw the group of girls staring her into the ground.

Amber gave Selphie a look that would've made flowers wither, then she whispered something to the rest of the group, who leaned in, eager for more gossip and nastiness to fill their brains.

Celia, the Barbie doll of the group, burst out laughing and whispered whatever had been said, to Irvine.

He sniggered a little and looked over at Selphie.

She was looking at him, studying his features.

'Was that a real laugh Irvy? Were you laughing at me?'

Selphie turned away, feeling her confidence shatter and tears pricking at her eyes. All of his 'gang' were looking at her with cold stares or bitchy smirks.

Celia was the one who had started on Selphie in the first place. The ringleader if you like. She was supermodel tall, with bronzed skin and blue sparkling eyes complete with long fluttering eyelashes. Her long blonde hair was always shiny and fell in a cascade of waves down her back. If she had a nice personality to match, she would've been perfect, but she was, as they say, easy and had had more than a few one night stands.

The others were mostly the same, apart from Nichi, who was equally as bitchy, but had black straight hair to her shoulders and oddly pale blue eyes, which brought out her olive skin tone in a creepy way.

Selphie wasn't sure if she could put up with their evil glares all lesson. Irvine barely looked at her, apart from when she walked in. What hope had she of winning him back when Celia's lot were always breathing down his neck?

Someone tapped her on the shoulder, bringing her out of her thoughts.

It was Squall.

He stared down at her, "Hi. You came in after I'd told everyone but this is a free study lesson. You can revise whatever you want. We don't have an instructor today."

Selphie faked a smile and put on her happy-go-lucky attitude again.

"Whoo-hoo! So can I go?"

Squall saw Selphie already gathering her bag up, and he knew better than to get in her way when she'd made her mind up.

"Uh, well, you're not supposed to, but I'm not gonna tell."

"Thanks! See ya!"

Just as Selphie was almost out the door, Zell came walking in and she bumped into him, re-bounding onto the floor and landing hard on her bum.

Celia's lot burst out laughing.

"What a total klutz!!! Now we now what Irvy meant!" Celia shouted out while flicking about her blonde hair.

"I know!! What a freak!" Was said by Amber.

No-one seemed to hear them, or more likely, were too scared of them all to object.

Zell crouched down next to Selphie and put an arm around her to help her to her feet.

"I'm really sorry Selphie. Are you okay?"

Selphie shrugged him off, eager to get out before she heard anymore comments made. "I'm Fine."

As she rushed along the near empty corridor, her heels clattering and making echoes, Celia's words popped into her head.

'Now we know what Irvy meant!'

What was that supposed to mean? What had he said to them?

She was annoyed that they'd stolen her name for him and confused as to what words had been exchanged.

'He only ever used to let me call him that . . .I thought I was special?'

Selphie ran into the toilets, clutching her head and fighting back tears. She'd given herself a head ache through running so fast.

She put her bag down on the floor and turned on the tap. Cold water came gushing out of the faucet, and swirled in the basin before going down the plug hole.

Selphie splashed some on her face, enjoying the lingering refreshing feeling before she turned the tap off and took one of the paper towels to dry her face.

Looking in the mirror, she ran her fingers through her hair, then scowled. She felt so plain.

'Huh. No wonder he went chasing after tall tanned blondes.'

At that moment, the girls room door was pushed open, its old rusty hinges creaking and moaning in protest.

In stepped Celia, Nichi and Amber.

Selphie got butterflies in her stomach and began to sweat while being held in the steely glare of Celia.

Mumbling an 'Excuse me' she tried to push past the three girls.

Amber pushed Selphie back, not hard enough for her to fall, but hard enough for her to stumble backwards.

Selphies mouth had gone dry and she found it hard to speak or swallow.

"C-can you please move?" She stammered.

Celia laughed. This wasn't the first time she'd been cornered by the trio.

Selphie sighed and glared back at Celia.

"Who do you think you're looking at, you ugly bitch!"

"Just fucking get out of my way you slut!" Selphie suddenly burst with anger.

For a moment, Celia was caught off guard at her mood swing, but then regained her usual spiteful ways.

"It's not my fault that Irvy screws us all every night. He's great in bed isn't he? Oh no, I forgot, you didn't even get as far as kissing him did you?"

The words hit Selphie like a bullet straight to her heart, but instead of feeling sadness, she lunged out at Celia, slapping her around the face so that all her blonde hair swung back.

Amber and Nichi stood there, mouths agape staring at their leader, waiting for what was going to happen next.

The blonde put a hand to her cheek and gave Selphie a belittling look.

"You're a crazy ugly bitch Selphie Tilmitt!"

Celia flew at Selphie, balling up her fist and bringing it back before giving her a full frontal punch in the face.

Selphie let out a yelp as her head knocked back and before she even had a chance to redeem herself, Nichi punched her in the gut and Amber kicked her in the shin.

Her breath whooshed out of her lungs as she was overcome with crippling pain. Falling backwards, she banged her head hard her head on the hand dryer behind her, making her feel worse.

Once on the floor, all three girls began kicking her in every place they could, hurling out words of abuse.

Selphie prayed that someone would come in, see all this going on and put a stop to it. But no one did.

Her vision was slowly getting bright white dots in front of it. Blinking didn't get rid of them. The pain from the beating she was receiving was making her feel faint.

Putting a hand to her face, she felt blood pouring out of her lip where Celia had punched her. Bringing her hand up to her face to look at the crimson mess was the last thing she saw along with the sound of the girl's footsteps walking away, before she passed out on the cold hard floor.

'Uh. My head. Where am I?'

Selphie tried to open her eyes, but was met by a brilliant whiteness that stilled her need to see.

"Quite a fall you had there, Miss Tilmitt."

'Huh? Dr. Kadowaki?'

Selphie then realised she must be in the infirmary. But she also knew she didn't fall from anywhere. She'd been beaten up.

Trying to get information out of the doctor, she pretended not to remember what happened.

"W-why am I here? Why do I hurt all over?"

Dr Kadowaki looked down at her through her specks.

"Hmm, partial memory loss. Don't worry; it should be gone in around 15 minutes of waking up."

Selphie repeated her questions.

"Ahh yes, some girls brought you in. Said you had a nasty tumble down the stairs and hit you're head. Ever so nice they were. You really shouldn't go running about everywhere, be more careful."

Selphie frowned but discovered that even that hurt. Trying to sit up she asked if she could leave.

"Well, you shouldn't, but if you wish to sleep in your own room, then go ahead. Oh but take two of these every four hours for the next 2 days."

The Dr placed a bottle of pills in Selphies hand and told her they were fast acting painkillers.

"Oh before you go, Selphie, how are you getting on with the anti-depressants?" Asked Dr Kadowaki.

Selphie sighed, hating being reminded that she had to take them.

"Fine, they're fine, I'm fine."

Swinging her legs off the bed, she placed them firmly on the floor and pushed herself up a little too fast, causing her head to reel. Her vision soon steadied itself though and she went off to go back to her dorm.

Along the corridors, she was fully aware that fellow students were staring and wondered what had happened to her. Then she remembered that she had said she would meet Zell in the cafeteria at 1:15. She glanced at her wristwatch. It was now 1:30.

'Uhh, dammit!'

She really didn't want to face the crowds that would be queuing up for lunch, but she also didn't want Zell to think badly of her, but then again she didn't want him to see her in such a state.

Selphie didn't want any of her friends to see her, but they would sooner or later, so she chose to get it over and done with.

Pushing open the heavy doors to the Cafeteria made the pain in her head start up again, hammering away at her brain like a persistent carpenter.

Selphie could feel people's eyes burning into her, but she didn't look at them, she put all her concentration into finding the familiar faces of her friends.

She spotted Squall and Rinoa in a corner table holding hands and talking.

'Oh great, I can't go over there unless i'm a member of the Squall and Rinoa 'im-so-in-love' group.'

Scanning more tables, she spotted Zell . . . sitting and laughing casually with Irvine.

Her world stood still. All the laughter and shouts of the lunch hour weren't bothering her anymore. Tilting her head to one side, she found she was mesmerised by Irvine laughing with her friend. She remembered how they used to sit there laughing like that and playing footsy under the table. She also remembered what Celia had said just before beating the crap out of her.

"'It's not my fault that Irvy screws us all every night

'How could he?'

Selphie found her feet walking towards them and she was powerless to stop them.

When she reached the table, she stared at Irvine. You could tell he felt uncomfortable because he began shuffling around in his seat.

"Um, Hi Sefie."

Selphie got butterflies in her stomach when he called her that. It felt just like old days. But it wasn't, so she didn't answer him. Feeling a pang of emptiness when turning away from him, she looked at Zell and flashed him a smile.

"Shit Selphie, what happened to you?"

Selphie hadn't thought of what to say yet. She'd actually forgotten that she had just been beaten on and must look terrible.

'Oh you really wanna know?' she thought to herself. 'I wonder what Irvine would say if I told him his sluts did this?'

Selphie fiddled with a strand of smooth butterscotch brown hair.

"Oh, you know me; I finally collided with the ground, but fell down some stairs first."

'Why didn't I tell the truth?!'

Zell laughed a bit, which Selphie thought was a little insensitive of him. If Irvine wasn't sitting there, she probably would've had a go at Zell, but she didn't want to seem like a 'crazy bitch'.

"That must've hurt." Irvine piped up.

'Not as much as you've hurt me, Irvine Kinneas.'

"Yeah . . ."

She was aware she was sounding like Squall at this point, but she didn't trust herself to say any more to Irvine. She'd either end up shouting at him, or begging him to be her friend again.

After a minute of uneasy silence, Celia and her Barbie dolls walked in. When Irvine spotted them, he got a funny look in his eyes. Saying bye to Zell, he pushed past Selphie, making her flinch as he knocked one of her many bruises.

She sat down where Irvine had been sitting and apologised for being late.

Laying her head down on the table, she sighed deeply and shut her eyes.

Zell ruffled up her hair, playing with her.

"Don't. I'm not in the mood," she mumbled through her arms, still resting on them.

"Oh. Look, sorry he was over here, I know you're upset and all-,"

"You don't have to apologise Zell. I shouldn't be so obsessed anyway. He's found three new girls to screw." Selphie blurted out

Zell crumpled his face up.

"Huh? Who? Three? What, that blonde girl and the others that follow him? Wow. Lucky guy."

Selphie looked up at him in disgust, pushed her chair out violently, making it let out an awful screeching noise and stormed off.

Zell sat there bewildered for a moment, then realised his mistake.

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