Thank you to those who have added my story to story Alert or Favorites. I'm sorry for the late update, even though it's summer I have a lot of things to do- Unfortunately. ⌐_⌐

I tried to add a little bit more humor and less depressing stuff because I was even getting low.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter too!

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or its characters, I only own my OC.

The One They Call Beautiful

Chapter 6

Vincent POV

My mind was buzzing with questions. What did she mean by that? Was she even 13 years old? Her words are harsh and eyes- they belong to those that have faced hardships in life. The betrayal in her voice though is ironic no matter how innocent she sounded. Her understanding of the human mind is rather disturbing- she's different from other children.

Whatever happened to her, she doesn't like people knowing about her, as if she's trying to erase herself from existence. She pushes me and Lucrecia away but at the same time keeps us close. Who is she exactly?

"I see your reasoning, but I have an offer for you." My voice remained calm and stoic even though her comment on me being on my deathbed got to me.

I seemed to get her attention as she slowly turned her eyes to me with her blank face.

"Since you want to protect yourself from humans emotionally, what about physically?"

"What are you saying Mr. Valentine?"

"What if I were to offer you training in hand-to-hand combat?"

_POV

'What?' "I don't understand?"

"You almost bled to death; don't you think that learning how to protect yourself is valuable at this point?" He sounded very convincing.

"…" I said nothing but I nodded in understanding. It's already happened to me several times but never to this extent. I glare at the ground because of my weakness that day.

"Vincent will train you on one condition." My eyebrow rose in confusion as I saw Dr. Crescent walk back in the door. I thought she had to go back to her job. As if reading my mind she responded that she wasn't needed at the moment. "You're going to attend school."

I swear that my blood from my face drained and became white as a ghost. 'Oh. Hell. No.'

~One Week Later~

"Aww, don't you look adorable?" She giggled at my new appearance.

"Um, Dr. Crescent…" It seemed as though Mr. Valentine was the only one who understood my uncomfortable situation.

"…"

"Yes Vincent."

"I don't think that she likes to wear the uniform."

"Hm? What makes you say that?" Lucrecia turned around to face Vincent.

"…"

"She looks-not like herself." Vincent seemed like an owl with his wide eyes.

"Oh nonsense…you do like it right?" Dr. Crescent turned to get another glance at me. I was wearing a white buttoned shirt, a black tie, skirt, shoes and a blazer. Even I don't wear this much black.

"It's different." I began to tuck the skirt lower than it was supposed to. I didn't want to sound whiney, after all that I've been through; I'd rather not take anything for granted.

"You see." She smiled again, "She does like it. Now let's do something about that hair." Her fingers skillfully maneuvered through my long black hair into a fish tail braid with my bangs covering at the sides of my face. It felt weird, to be cared for and was expected nothing in return. There are always others who need this treatment more than I do. They are the real victims. I was snapped out of my thoughts.

"…you think you can handle it?" I didn't know what Lucrecia said.

"Hm? Oh. Yeah, I can handle it."

"Here," she handed me three large books, "AP Euro, AP Biology and Algebra 2/Trigonometry Honors."

"…What?" I am not a genius. Just an average kid for god's sake! And isn't this for sophomore's? I'm supposed to be a freshman…right?

"It shouldn't be any problem right?"

"Umm…" I sweat dropped.

"Great! Vincent could you walk her to school? I don't want her to get jumped again. Especially around here with all the gunfire and gangs in the morning." She whispered to him.

"What?"

"Bye! Good luck on your first day of school!" She yelled and waved goodbye.

Even Vincent seemed somewhat surprised by her antics. I was now being dragged out by a nervous Vincent down the hall and out of nowhere in front of a high school was in front of me.

'…Somebody out there just loves me.' Note the sarcasm.

~Later that Week~

I came back from school exhausted not knowing what any of my teachers were explaining during class-again-…except for my Biology teacher, Mr. Seko.

I walked through the door of my bedroom and found Vincent with his arms folded with a look of annoyance in his eyes. "Would you like to explain why I got a call from the principal about your behavior in Biology class?"

"…"

~Flashback~

On the first day I came, there were tests on my desk. All of my teachers said that it was just to see what I know. Anyway I took it. Today, however, I got my test back from Biology and got a score of 91%. A person next to me-whose name I found out later was Phoebe- told me that I beat the smartest person by 1%. Oh boy, this will surely get me some enemies fast.

I sighed in annoyance. That test was basic knowledge. Everybody knows that atoms are the smallest basic unit of matter. I was enjoying Mr. Seko's lecture –creepy right- until all of a sudden a girl named Hikari looked over my paper and shouted at me "NERD!"

I rolled my eyes in annoyance, and began drinking from my water bottle.

"Now, now Hikari, with grades like…" Mr. Seko didn't know my name, "Ms. Crescent," I began choking on my water, "she could possibly be your boss in the future." The next thing I know, everyone is snickering and talking about how Hikari just got "smoked" by Mr. Seko. The whispering died down and so I thought to myself, 'Why not have some fun by making her look like an idiot?'

"Nah, I doubt it. I don't plan on being a pimp."

The whole class went, "OHHHHHHHH!"

"Bitch you just got owned!" Phoebe yelled at Hikari.

~Flashback over~

"Where did you get such language from?" Vincent scolded me as if I were a mere child.

"Once you've been living in the streets for a while, you learn some things." I stated it as if it were a daily occurrence.

Vincent sighed and said I was grounded for three days and walked out. Honestly I don't understand the concept of getting 'grounded'. It's the equivalent of heaven to me and it encourages kids to talk back to their parents… well what do you know, that article I was reading in math class wasn't so boring after all.

I looked out the window and saw the clouds and wondered about todays' theatrics. Why did Mr. Seko call me 'Ms. Crescent?' I lay on the bed and let sleep take over my body. My dreams were always the same. A girl was in a water tank, two people were conducting experiments on her. She grew wings and her eyes turned a bright red. I would never see her face, only the body. The scientists were also the same, except one seemed to care about her while the other was scum. I still couldn't figure out who she was. The scary part is I felt as if I know her. I always woke up from the dream at the same part. When the girl opened her eyes, she looked at me with her red eyes.

"Well," I said to myself, "looks like it's another night without much sleep." My heart went out to that girl. My nightmares were the reasons why I hated scientists. They fuck everything up.