Lizette: Hey everyone! I'm back!
Zidane: She's back…back again…
Lizette: I tried to update as quickly as I could. Really, I tried. SO HARD.
Flashback!
Friend: Hey Lizette, do you wanna go to the park and play basketball?
Lizette: No…must…finish…CHAPTER!
Friend: But you've been working on that chapter all day! Come on, just come out and get some fresh air!
Lizette: NO! I'll get fresh air when I finish this!
(2 days later. Without any rest, water, or food, Lizette finally finishes her chapter…)
Lizette: chapter…submit!
Lizette: YES! FINALLY I FINISHED IT! MY HARDWORK IS FINISHED!
(Falls off chair.)
Friend: But you still have to write another chapter.
Lizette: Yeah I know! But now I want to go outside and enjoy life!
End of Flashback
Lizette: So now you know what I suffered while I was writing this. I sacrificed basketball! BASKETBALL! My most favorite sport in the world! But I'm having fun with this story…a lot of fun!
Zidane: So we hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own FF9. And I don't have any jokes to go along with this either. So all I'm saying is 'I don't own FF9.'
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Still Love to HATE You
Chapter 4: Airport Chaos
A small plane flew through the skies of Lindblum, engraved with 'Regent Cid Airlines' on it.
Inside the plane was many teenagers talking excitedly about the trip to Rome that they waited all year for.
Zidane looked out of the small window on the right side of him. All he saw was white puffy clouds that looked like cotton. Zidane always thought that the white clouds looked like cotton candy...all he had to do was take a spray can and spray the clouds with pink and blue colors.
Zidane turned to Dagger. Dagger was reading a book called 'I Want to Be Your Canary' by Lord Avon. She looked like she was enjoying it.
I want to be your canary? Didn't she already read that book? Zidane thought.
Zidane snapped out of his thoughts and nudged Dagger on the shoulder. Dagger looked up from her book.
"What?" She asked.
"I'm hungry."
Dagger stood up a little bit, looking over the heads of all of the passengers for the trolley that had all of the food on it.
"I can't find the trolley." Dagger told him.
Zidane sighed and looked at the far end, where Lizette was sitting.
"Lizette." He called out.
Lizette looked at Zidane with a blank expression on her face. "Yes?"
"Did the trolley just pass?" Zidane asked.
"Umm…yeah. But I got some peanuts!" Lizette said, taking a small bag of peanuts out of the pocket from her sweater.
"Can I have them?" Zidane asked.
"Yup!" Lizette said, giving Zidane the very small bag of peanuts.
"Do you really think that that little bag of peanuts is going to fill you up?" Dagger asked him.
"No, but at least it'll get rid of my hunger until we get to Rome."
Zidane tried to open the bag, but it wouldn't open. It was kind of difficult to open the bag of peanuts, since it was so small.
"Great…it won't open!" Zidane said, a little frustrated.
"Take it easy! Don't force it to open or else it will-,"
Suddenly, the small bag of peanuts exploded, sending the peanuts to go everywhere.
"Explode…" Dagger told him.
"Great!" Zidane said, bending down to grab all of the peanuts on the floor. After he collected all of the small peanuts, he put them all into his mouth.
"Ew!" Dagger shouted.
"What?"
"You just picked those peanuts off the dirty floor!"
"It was HONEY ROASTED!"
"HEY!" A women said behind Zidane and Dagger.
Zidane and Dagger slowly turned around to see who shouted at them. It was a women that had short black hair and black eyes. She looked a little bit irritated.
"Can you lower the volume?" The women said with an attitude.
Zidane scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't know that he was so loud.
"Oh…sorry." He said quietly.
The women sighed and went back to…whatever she was doing.
Zidane sulked down in his seat with embarrassment, blushing a little bit. Dagger giggled.
"Nice, smart one."
Suddenly, Zidane's phone let out a soft sound. Zidane took his phone out. It was a text message from Blank.
Nice going with the peanuts lol.
"Who is it?" Dagger said, moving closer to Zidane trying to see who text messaged him.
"Oh, it's Blank."
"Well…what did he say?"
"…Nothing."
Zidane replied back.
Shut up!
Zidane heard another soft sound from a phone. He was guessing it was Blanks. He heard Blank laugh.
Minutes later, the plane finally got to Rome when the sun was setting. Even though Zidane and Dagger were tired, they were still happy that they got to Rome safely.
After the plane stopped at the Roman Airport, Zidane and Dagger got out of there seats, and grabbed there small luggage from above.
From there, they exited the plane and walked into the Roman Airport. Their goal: Getting the rest of their luggage.
The teenagers from Stony Brook High looked around curiously for a teacher from there school. They found no one.
Zidane continued to look for a teacher, or any one that could help him and the rest of the students attending Stony Brook. Suddenly, Zidane felt a tap on his shoulder.
Zidane turned around to see the face of…Blank.
"Blank! I was looking for you." Zidane told him.
"Really? Because I wasn't." Blank said, grinning.
"Blank!" Dagger said, finally turning around to see Blank talking to Zidane. "It's good to see you!"
"It's good to see you too, Dags." Blank told Dagger.
Suddenly (how many times have I used 'suddenly?') Dagger heard a whistle that pierced her ears.
TWEET! TWEET!
Dagger turned around to see the women that got irritated because Zidane made so much noise. (Yeah, THAT women.) coming near her.
She was on a small luggage cart, with a small whistle on her lips.
The women got off of the cart, and walked up to all of the confused teenagers.
"Are all of you kids from Stony Brook?" The women said seriously.
All of the teenagers nodded slowly. The women sighed.
Great. I didn't think there were so many teenagers! The women thought.
The women smiled smally. "Kids, I am your teacher for this Roman adventure. My name is Ms.Ungermyer!"
Zidane snickered at Ms.Ungermyer's name. Ms.Ungermyer heard this, and her eyes looked at Zidane.
"You got a problem with my buddy?" Ms.Ungermyer said.
Zidane quickly shook his head. "N-No! Why would I laugh at your name? It's…It's a nice name!"
Ms.Ungermyer glared at Zidane. "Boy, your on 'the list.' And believe me, 'the list' is something you don't wanna be on."
With that, Ms.Ungermyer looked at the other students and smiled. "Like I said, I will be your teacher while we're on this Roman trip. I'll first do a quick count to see if all of the students that are supposed to be on this trip are here. Then we'll get our luggage and take a bus to our hotel for the night."
Ms.Ungermyer then took out a brown clipboard that had all of the students names on it.
"Yuffie Kigari?"
"Here."
A/N: I'm sorry, but I don't know Yuffie's last name, so I had to make one up. Yuffie from FF7. Does anyone know her last name?
"Cloud Strife?"
"Here."
"Yuna Braska?"
"Here."
"Lizette Cruz?"
"Here."
"Garnet til Alexandros?"
"Here."
"Zidane Tribal?"
"Here."
"Blank Matthews?" (I had to make up Blank's last name…)
"Here."
And so on…
After Ms.Ungermyer finished checking all of the students names, she found out that everyone was here. She then grabbed a yellow flag from the cart that she drove in.
"Class! I'll be holding up this yellow flag every time we go around Rome. If you get lost, please look for the yellow flag!" She said.
Ms.Ungermyer then held up the yellow flag, and the class followed her.
Dagger tried to catch up with Zidane.
"So I heard that your on 'the list.'" Dagger told him, grinning.
Zidane looked at Ms.Ungermyer with disgust. "Yup. And don't worry, she on my 'list' too."
The students then came to a small conveyor belt. Luggage of all sizes and colors were coming out of the conveyor belt.
Zidane, Blank, Dagger, and Lizette started to look at all of the suitcases passing by to see if any of the suitcases were theirs.
Suddenly (another one!) Lizette saw a blue suitcase coming out of the conveyor belt.
"I see mine!" Lizette exclaimed, as she grabbed her blue suitcase and pulled it off of the conveyor belt.
"Well your certainly lucky…" Blank said quietly.
"And why is that?"
"Well because! I ALWAYS have bad luck trying to look for my suitcase. Something ALWAYS happens…" Blank told her.
"Well…maybe I can help! What does your suitcase look like?"
"It's black and red." Blank said, looking at Lizette.
"Black and red?"
"Yup."
"You just missed it."
"WHAT!?"
Blank turned around and looked at the conveyor belt. Lizette was right. His suitcase was heading toward Zidane.
"While you were busy talking to me, it passed!" Lizette said, laughing. "Call Zidane!"
"Zidane!" Blank called out.
But Zidane didn't hear Blank's 'cry for help.' He was too busy looking elsewhere. He was, as others might put it, 'lost in space.'
"ZIDANE!" Blank called out.
No reply.
"ZIDANE!" Lizette called out, but more louder.
"Huh?" Zidane said, snapping out of his 'world.'
"Grab my suitcase!" Blank called out.
"What? What suitcase?"
But it was too late. Blank's suitcase had already passed Zidane, and was heading for Dagger.
Dagger quickly grabbed Blank's suitcase and pulled it off of the conveyor belt. She gave it to Blank.
"Thank you Dagger! At least SOMEBODY pays attention!" Blank told her.
"You're welcome Blank!" Dagger told him.
"What? I was just reading the signs when certain planes leave!" Zidane told Blank.
"Yeah. SURE YOU WERE. You were probably looking at that girl with the hot ass over there." Blank told him.
"What? No way! Why would I be looking at that?" Zidane said with an innocent look on his face.
Blank looked at Zidane and grinned. "I'm not gonna even bother asking that question."
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Lizette: Well that's it! That's chapter 4 for ya!
Zidane: It was pretty good.
Lizette: Really?
Zidane: Yeah. But from now on, take it easy when you write the chapters.
Lizette: I did take it easy!
Zidane: She just liked this chapter because while she was writing this, she was listening to Linkin Park. So the songs were giving her…hope.
Lizette: Yup yup!
Zidane: But you have to update soon.
Lizette: I know. You don't have to remind me.
Zidane: Oh yes I do! Because school is almost over for you. Only 3 more weeks of school for you until you have summer vacation. And do you KNOW what that means?
Lizette: …No. What does that mean? Enlighten me.
Zidane: During this summer vacation, you'll be so lazy to update your story because you'll be having 'fun in the sun,' that you won't update until one month!
Lizette: gasp No I won't!
Zidane: (evil laugh) Yes! YES!
Lizette: I swear, that will NEVER happen.
Zidane: Yeah, you say that now.
Lizette: rolls eyes
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