CH. 4

Tifa looked around her, LAB High was a big school and she was intimidated immediately. She walked up to one of the security guards to see if she knew where the main office was.

"Umm excuse me miss. Do you know where the main office is?" The security officer looked at her and grinned.

"It's the middle of the semester and you still don't know where the office is?" Tifa blushed.

"I'm new." She said. The security laughed and pointed at a tall building in the middle of the school. Tifa headed inside, the main office was just around the corner.

Tifa walked inside, there was one person working on her desk talking on the phone. When she saw Tifa she waved a finger at her letting her know to wait.

"Ok, yes Ms. Robinson, no not today. The record if fine and we do get out early those days. Ok thank you, bye."

Tifa read on the table that the ladies name was Ms. Fine. She walked over to her hoping she wasn't bothering her. When she realized Tifa was coming closer she diverted her attention towards her.

"Can I help you?" she asked with a smile. Tifa smiled back, she looked really nice and felt comfortable around her.

"Oh yes, I'm Tifa and I'm new to the school and I was told that I can get my classes here."

Ms. Fine looked at her confused.

"You're new? In the middle of the semester?" Tifa blushed.

"Yeah, my mother changed me all of a sudden."

"Oh I see, well let me see if I have you in the program."

Cloud walked through the doors of LAB High just before the bell rang he ran into Doolittle hall and towards the elevator. A girl saw him running towards the elevator and placed her foot to hold the door. She was wearing a small black skirt with a chain coming down from it and a pink shirt and a black Paris hat tilted to the side, her pink high heels shined through the elevator door.

Cloud ran up to the door and walked inside.

"Thank you." He said and leaned towards the wall.

"How are you doing today Cloud?" she said flirtatiously.

"I'm ok." He said, ignoring her stare.

"Cloud I've known you since 9th grade, remember when you promised me you would go out with me before we graduated?" Cloud stared at her feeling uneasy.

"I did take you out remember? I took you out for ice cream."

"That's not what I meant." Cloud leaned against the wall once more.

"Well that's what I meant."

DING!! The elevator opened and Cloud walked outside, he walked two steps forwards until he came across a familiar friend. Cloud stared at his eyes and he stared back. Any one standing between them would have felt they were in between a duel.

"Hey," Cloud said.

"Hey…"

They both exchanged glances and went on their way.

Tifa stepped out of the office and opened the envelope where her classes where listed.

1st Per. Ms. Anne- Spanish 354

2nd Per. Ms. Nike – AP English 420

3rd Per. Ms. Bultrashaitish – painting 364

4th Per. Mr. Highwind– History 195

5th Per. Ms. Low. Geometry 280

6th Per. Ms. Graves – AVID. 177

After scanning her new classes she read on the bottom her locker number and combination, she walked towards the exit and headed over to Doolittle hall. She spotted her locker and headed towards it, there was a boy standing next to it scavenging through his own locker.

"Ah come on! Where is it? Where is it?" The young boy said as Tifa approached her locker.

"Umm excuse me; can you move your door so I can open my locker?" The boy looked up towards Tifa and stopped for a second. He scanned her face which is what he mainly looks at while checking out a girl, he looked at her hair it seemed great the way it flowed down to her shoulders. Her lips seemed divine and full her shades made her face seem small which he thought was cute.

Tifa began to blush; she had never had anyone stare at her for such a long time.

"What is he looking at? Come on move already!"

He continued staring at her until he realized his mouth was open.

"Oh yeah sorry, here you go." He removed his locker door from hers and pretended to be looking for something.

Tifa turned the combination in and tried lifting the rail to open the locker but it didn't give in she tried again but it did not budge. The boy laughed to himself until he burst out laughing. Tifa looked at him with a frown on her face.

"You must be new." He said while laughing.

"Here let me help you I had this locker last semester." Tifa stepped aside, the young boy ran into the locker and slammed his shoulder into it, and the locker door burst open revealing an empty surface.

"Thank you." Tifa said and she blush a little. She grabbed her backpack to place a few things in her locker. While she placed a book inside her schedule flew into the air, the young boy catch it and looked at it. He looked at her then towards the schedule, he smiled and handed it to her.

"Here, you dropped this." Tifa turned around and looked at her schedule.

"Oh thank you, I didn't know I dropped it." She took it from his hand and shoved it in her pocket.

"Umm, I'm Zack." The young boy said Tifa turned towards him, her hair flowing behind her.

"Oh, I'm Tifa." She said holding out her hand. Zack looked at it and felt uneasy. He grabbed it and shook it softly. After that awkward moment, Tifa diverted her attention to her locker. Zack leaned against his locker; he placed his hands in his pockets and felt around until he felt the silky surface of what he was looking for.

"Hey, Tifa."

"Yes?"

"I realized something and I think I can help you." He said with a perverse smile.