Hey! My longest chapter! I told you! I will try to write all of my chapters this length.
Reminder- the later chapters up until 7 came before this, so it does not apply to the being long thingy.
I prefer not indicating whose point of view it's in…but it helps the reader right?
Disclaimer- Final Fantasy X characters are not mine. If they were, do you think I'd be busy here? Dur DUR
YUNA POV
"You, You low down, self absorbed, conceited, sad excuse for a man!"
"And you say all this because…?"
"Shut up and help me." He offered his hand and I took it with mine. I looked up, noticing his gorgeous blue eyes, I nervously lost hold of his hand letting me drop back down to the floor.
"Eek!"
What did I just say? That was the hottie from this morning! Oh gosh I blew my cool. I should apologize. Where has this man been all my life?
"Hey! Um…Sorry 'bout what I said. I haven't had the best day, you know." "Actually, I don't know. Here lemme help you pick up your books. You can pick up yourself right?" He looked a little nervous and said "Did I do anything wrong? I mean, calling me all those names, you would think I did something real bad." He looks at me straight in the eye. Oh crap! He must've noticed my eyes, my weird, ugly eyes. I shut them without hesitation.
I hear him mumble something along the lines of "What a weirdo... Well here's your books!"
Smooth Yuna…Just friggin smooth…To think you already humiliated yourself enough.
"Well then, I hope we don't meet again…" says the man with no manners as he walks off in hisI'm so cool look at mewalk.
That jerk. I don't wanna see him either.
Oh, who am I kidding! This guy is like the king of Flame or something!
Can we meet again? I wish I could say that, but the atmosphere now is real gloomy. Oh, and the fact that I'm standing here thinking to myself is weird enough. Wherefore art thou a jerk?
As those thoughts surfaced my brain, I took one last breath of air and stepped into class; time for torture.
TIDUS POV
That girl sure was a total freak. I thought I had recognized her from that morning. She's the idiot who was looking at me in an obsessive way.
I saw her from afar. Ha! I was pretty flattered by their looks. IT feels nice to be appreciated once in awhile. I know I'm pretty cocky, but in reality, aren't we all a little cocky?
Up close though, I noticed her eyes were of a strange arrangement. I had never in my life seen a pair of eyes such liker hers. Man, those are some kick ass contacts!
Where can I get a pair! Ha, I crack myself up.
Well, I don't have time to be thinking about nonsense. Time to skip school!
Based on my overall performance, I will be graded on everything I've been working on up until now.
"I'm so nervous! What if I trip and fall, what if I forget my lines? Huh? I'm not an actor! What if Stripes gets nervous and pees on me!"
Above all, the only thing really nagging on my mind is that my mom is watching over me with a smile on her face.
I've got to make her proud.
Won't she be?
Unlike my father, she supported all my dreams, even if they were to become the most accomplished space fighter.
YUNA POV
Why is it that I can't walk into a classroom without being ridiculed? Do these people have anything against me? Is there something on my face?
The urine colored yellow walls reminded me of some kind of solitary confinement; the only difference being that I'm surrounded by mindless bimbos whose only soul purpose in life is to hunt down rich pro athletes, and "Bill Gates" types. My one comfort is knowing that all the oppressors are nothing but horrid demons who don't get enough attention and love at home. At least my mother gives me that much.
"Hey Yuna." I looked straight ahead and caught eyes with Dona, my main tormenter.
"Haven't you ever thought of looking in a mirror once in awhile. Oh, I forgot, it must be painful right? Ohoho.."
Wow, that shriek must make the guys run through the halls and out the school entrance. I think I just lost my hearing.
"Have you ever tried to shut your mouth? It might get you laid more often. Girl, that is definitely not your money maker. Shut it tramp." How I wish I could say those words. There is always some strange force that keeps me from actually voicing my opinion. Huh? Then what was the deal with that blonde guy? He did seem a slight authentic; especially his eyes…wow… those eyes…
"How's your father? Hell must be doing pretty badly with that kind of burden on their shoulders." As she said this completely heartless remark, snickers were heard throughout the entire class, leaving not even one serious face in the crowd.
Why- why did sh- she just say that?
"H-how dare you say that to me! Who do you think you are! Bitch, I hate you!"
As I ran out of the classroom, shedding immense tears profusely, all I could see was my father's frowning face. He must be frowning at me. I'm such a burden, a waste. Even my eyes are bizarre and freaky. Why do I have to be like this?
I decided to cut school and go somewhere where I can be myself.
I'm might not be the most self esteemed kid on the block, but I sure as hell am not a pushover. I can put up with the unnecessary name calling, even the casual beatings; my body's pain will never hurt my soul. But when my loved ones are brought into the fight, that's it, unless of course, I'm bullied until the point where I snap, which probably won't ever happen.
I arrived at my destination, my safe haven of secrecy. It's pretty much a tree house, just a really gig one. One other thing, it's not just in any tree, it's a 320 year old oak tree. Between a liquor store and a small owned flower shop, is a plentiful garden, where the flower shop gets its product. Here, is my tree. The trunk is as thick as 7 meters, and the branches go down to the ground, being very thick as well. This is the small world I had created where I can express all of my emotions. I've come here when my life seems to be near the end, or when I'm tired and just wanna catch up on some sleep. Other than that, it's my sanctuary of all things that would never hurt me. In fact, I don't even use electricity. Candles are a lovely and sweetly scented way to enlighten my haunt. Don't tell me those kids snuck in again! Now, where are those matches?
TIDUS
My mother…
I had about an hour to spare before I was due at the station, so I decided to take a stroll around the nearby gardens. The red and white roses looked amazingly beautiful; it reminded me of Alice and Wonderland. That damn queen, what a killer! I bent down to pick one of the roses from its patch, being ever so gentle so as not to ruin the rest of the flowers.
Why am I picking this? Who would I give a rose to? This is weird.
Just then, I heard a cry of fright and it startled me at first. I hesitated. "The sound is close…too close."
The screaming continued. I shouted "Who's there? Keep on yelling, I'll find you!"
My heart was racing at a ridiculously high rate. C'mon pull yourself together! You wanna be a fighter right? This woman needs your help…
The shouts gradually got louder until I reached an oak tree. Perhaps she was in this tree?
I bent down under the leaves and spotted an impressive tree house. Is that smoke?
I called 911; they said they would be there right away. "I don't have any time to lose!"
At a rapid pace, I rushed into the house, kicking down the door since it wouldn't budge.
"Wow there's a ton of smoke in here. Hello? Is anyone there?" I heard someone sobbing loudly and did not hesitate this time, to come to her rescue. I followed her voice, and found her in the corner of the room, her hands covered in ash and wax. Thankfully, she was lightweight and did not retaliate against my lifting her up in my arms and carrying her out to safety.
No kidding, she wasn't breathing when we arrived in one piece out side in the garden's front.
Thank god, the paramedics came in just in time to perform CPR. (Mouth to mouth not included!)
I desperately waited four long minutes. They passed like hours and I was about ready to pull the strands of hair out of my head.
"She's okay! She's okay! Just a little delirious is all."
The paramedic dude had a smile on his face. He did well. "Who are you?"
"Oh, my name is Tidus. I got her out of the house."
"Really! Wow, you must have some courage! Ever considered a career in rescue?"
"You have no idea."
YUNA
I awoke in the morning, or so it seemed, to the surrounding of baby blue walls, something very unfamiliar to my usual surroundings. What happened?
I felt extreme anxiety being surrounded by this different world. Where was I? Just then, a woman clad in a pastel purple uniform walked in with a tray of break fast.
"Yuna. I hope you're feeling better! Anything I can do for you?"
"Well, can you tell me why I'm here?"
"Hmm. I believe that man saved your life."
There he was, the "hottie" sitting beside the hospital bed, sound asleep like a baby.
A soft smile played on my lips. This guy ain't so bad at all.
My smile didn't care to remove itself from my face, so I ended up dozing off with it.
When ever I would wake up, he would be there, either asleep, or looking at me. I was constantly pretending to be sleeping, unless he was the one doing the sleeping. Then, it was my turn to admire the dauntless man before me.
Sooner or later, we both "woke up" at the same time.
Funny thing, we just looked at each other.
Break the ice Yuna! Break the ice!
"Hey, I really wanna thank you. Why did you save me?"
Grinning, he said "Why wouldn't I save someone in distress, it's my job."
"Excuse me? Pardon? Your job?"
"Yup, firefighter in training, at your service."
"Sorry for causing you so much trouble."
"What do you mean? Because of you, I am now a full pledged firefighter!"
"Well, you've been here for awhile, and you went through all this trouble…"
"It's okay, by the way, we kinda got on the wrong foot at school, how about we make it up to each other?"
What is he suggesting?
"Well, my savior, what can I do for you?"