My name is Rinoa. Rinoa Heartilly. Otherwise, Rinoa 'Caraway' Heartilly.
And well...I'm trying to be your average High school girl.
I try to be pretty, but most days, I'm fighting against my untameable hair and waiting for a new 'zit' to appear on my face. I like movies. I like to watch movies at the cinema with friends, popcorn and a jumbo sized Coca-Cola. Is that cliché enough for you? My dog Angelo is probably my best friend in the whole world. He just gets me, and is always happy to curl up at the end of my bed and observe me without judgement when I eat an entire box of chocolates after a bad day. I like to write, draw and well...just spend time in my room. I love music...just any music really. Whatever is good. I think a lot. About things that have happened to me. Like how I lost my mother when I was only five years old. I fight with my father too, then act like nothing happened the next day.
Recess ended in a blur, and before Rinoa knew it, the school day had ended too.
She found herself outside her father's perfect mansion in tears. First day and she already hated it. And couldn't exactly figure out why either. She was in. In with the in-crowd. A couple of the guys had even invited her back to their places when school had ended. She knew what that would have led to...
The hot summer sun cascaded down on her like a firaga spell.
A black car came screeching down the road and it pulled up a few houses down from hers.
Rinoa could have died when she saw who jumped out of the car.
Squall and his gang. And they were quickly pacing over towards her.
"Hey Rinoa! hows it goin' with the slut gang?" Quistis asked casually, chewing on a pink piece of bubblegum.
Squall stood close beside Quistis, his calm blue eyes lowered, the others were looking in all directions. Just not at Rinoa. Rinoa could feel a rage start building up inside the pit of her stomach. What the hell do these people want from me?
"Hi Quistis, Hi everyone..." Rinoa mumbled headed quickly for the front door of her house.
"Can we come in?" Quistis called after her.
Rinoa turned quickly. Thinking carefully for a moment about what she was about to say.
Dad's car isn't out front...so I guess he must be out...so...I guess it's okay to have a few friends over...wait...friends? Oh Hyne..
"ummm...okay...sure?" Rinoa smiled.
Squall swallowed hard at what he was seeing...well more overly what he was feeling.
Her room was like...well he couldn't exactly find a word for it.
The double bed was made from expensive looking pine that matched her drawers and dresser.
There was girl clutter everywhere, make-up, face creams and loads of stuffed toys scattered here and there. But everything was in place. Perfect. Clean.
Nothing like what he was used to seeing in Quistis or Selphie's rooms.
Quistis passed Squall the already lit cigarette and he took a huge drag. He watched Rinoa from the corner of his eye...she just seemed so out of place.
Squall started to get a feeling inside...and he just felt like he wanted to shout out...when Quistis wrapped her arm around his, as the group all sat around on Rinoa's bedroom floor. He flinched at the un-wanted contact. But he remained entirely silent. Squall took another puff then passed it along to Irvine, who then offered it to Rinoa. Squall watched.
"Oh..no thanks...I don't-" Rinoa began.
"Girl...are you like, normal?" Selphie almost screeched.
Squall felt as though he wanted to slap her for that. what the hell is wrong with me? why do I care what Selphie says? Rinoa is nothing to me, so why the fuck should I care if she feels out of place? she is just a another preppy girl after all.
Quistis laughed as removed her hand from Squall's. much to his relief. She reached into her pocket and offered Rinoa a different cigarette.
"Try this one Rin, I promise you'll like it" Quistis chuckled.
Oh Hyne Quistis...no way...don't give Rinoa a joint...
"Rinoa" Squall interjected. "You...don't have to...you don't have to do anything you don't want to do.."
Her eyes locked with hers.
She wanted nothing more than to prove him wrong about her.
I can fit in with them. If I just...forget for a while...everything...I can just forget. I can fit in.
She took a puff. No regrets right? And the world around her slowly began to distort into some kind of wonderful. She was no longer mindful of the amount of noise everyone was making, nor did she care about the mess the group had made of her room.
"So...Rinny, what'cha like doing for fun?" Quistis laughed, as she watched Selphie rolling around on the floor making faces.
"I don't know!" Rinoa said roaring in laughter.
"Hahah...hyne, I thought you'd say...shopping or make-overs..." Quistis chuckled in response.
"Oh yeah! I LOVE doing those things!" Rinoa exclaimed, trying to look as serious as possible.
"Cool...so let's go shopping then" Quistis beamed, taking Rinoa by the wrist and whistling at Selphie. "C'mon girls, Guys time to leave."
What the fuck is Quistis thinking? Squall thought as the gang ran down the stairs of Rinoa's beautiful mansion home. Smoking joints with her to initiate her into our group?
"Squall, Honey, can you guys walk home so I can take the car?" Quistis asked.
Honey? what the hell? what's with this shit... "Quistis, come here a minute would you" Squall growled, dragging her away from the others.
"Just what in Hyne's name do you think you're doing? doping her up on drugs? to MAKE her fit in with us?" Squall roared as quietly as possible.
"Ooooh, baby, you know I love it when you're all fiesty like this...maybe we can meet back at my house later tonight.." Quistis said in her best seductive tone. She pulled him against her, and breathed gently on the side of his neck. Her hands ran down his arms, as her lips began carefully brushing against his neck.
"Quistis-" Squall began, shoving her away from him gently. "Why are you doing this? we're not even..."
"Fuck you" she spat turning and walking quickly away from him. "Selphie, let's go, were walking."
Selphie staggered over to her friends side, still giggling madly. "Rinny are you coming?" Selphie asked as she locked arms with Quistis, who was still looking clearly upset.
Rinoa...don't go...please...just don't go with her...
"Count me in!" Rinoa grinned, walking away with the other two girls.
"Awww man!" Zell groaned, "What're we gonna do now Squall?" Irvine added.
Squall silently paced over to his car and jumped in. "You guys can walk home, later" Squall mused, shoving the keys in the ignition and speeding off back home.
My name is Squall. Squall Leonhart.
I guess you couldn't exactly call me your 'average' high school student.
But really, there's nothing too abnormal about me. Most guys my age drink, smoke and get stoned or high. But unlike some of my friends, that's not all there is to me. I like spending time with a person, just one on one. Don't the wrong idea or anything...but I mean, I guess I just prefer it that way than huge groups. Then again, I do like my friends. Well sometimes...
I hate 'cool' kids. Kids who congregate and decide on whats cool and what isn't. Kids who all wear the same labels, pants, shoes, hair styling products...underwear for all I know. They even begin to think the same and lose sight of themselves. And then they make the lives other people who aren't like them hell. There are alot of kids like that at my high school. I give them, and authority as much shit as I can...hoping that maybe someday I can escape this deadbeat shithole.
I like loud music. Music with meaning. Angry music. Music that makes me think. Because I like thinking...lately I keep thinking about this new girl...and how for some reason I just want to protect her from everything I am. And everything my friends are.
I guess you couldn't exactly call me your 'average' highschool student. But being ordinary is boring anyway.