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Final Fantasy: Tides of Hope
09.11.02, 05:28:26
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This is my ORIGINAL FF fic. New charicters, new worlds, new enimies.... NEW!
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Final Fantasy: Tides of Fate
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CHAPTER ONE -- FIRST DAY p. 1
(Forgive me for the shortness, and perhaps boredom of this chapter, after Chapter 3, things get goooood.
"Good morning, Tom." The young blond haired boy sat up in his bed. He looked up to see his mother. "Call me TJ, I've been telling you."
The walls on his room were a metallic silver. He pushed his dark covers off his bed, he wore blue shorts, and a long green shirt. He walked into his closet, and took out his cloths for the day.
"I'll call you what I named you." His red haired mother said with a smile. Tom, or TJ as he liked to be called, because it mixed the first letter of his first name with that of his middle, returned the smile, and went into his bathroom to get changed.
After about five minutes he walked out. He wore baggy jnco khaki jeans with a yellow tee-shirt, to match his hair.
"Are you ready for the first day?" His mother asked. She was referring to his first day of collage at Ordall University, the same place his late father went.
"I guess I have to be." He said, smiling. He picked up afew Reebok sports bags, carrying his clothing, then he picked up a backpack, carrying his TV, laptop, and such. TJ was 17.
TJ walked into the living room. He slipped on his Adidas shoes, kissed his mother on the cheek, and took his credit card, and walked out the door.
The year was 3065, TJ lived in the capital of America, New Philadelphia. He stoped at the buss stop to wait for the buss. The city he lived in was very clean, the clean up efforts that started around 2020 were a bigger success then anyone would have ever imagined.
The clean, gold colored bus pulled up, and the man opened the door. TJ got on the bus, and walked up to the swipe key.
"Where ya' goin'?" Asked the crude, unclean driver, his long, greasy black hair clung to the back of the silver seat that he sat on.
"Ordall University." Said TJ.
"$8.26." The bus driver pointed to the list of destinations he was going, and how much each costs.
TJ swiped his card through. "Incompatible." Said the computerized voice. TJ looked confused, and swiped again. "Compatible." TJ breathed a sigh of relief. TJ entered the total. "Not compatible, the total on this card is: 4.29"
"****, I forgot to update!" Said TJ, frustrated.
Right as TJ was about to be ordered off the bus; TJ reached into his pocket, and pulled out the money he needed. Money in bill form was scarse these days, makeing it twice as much. He had to pay little then he normally would have.
"Now sit down, and don't cause any commotion." Said the driver, before spitting out the window.
TJ sat down in the second to last seat. Someone from the seat next to him, bent over, and said, "Hey, your making me late, *****." The young man who said that must have been no older then TJ, but the blond teen just ignored the outer one.
The bus was pretty clean, aside from the normal candy warpers on the floor that came natural on busses. And it wasn't a extraordinary Hoover bus, it was like any outer bus. And Philly looked just like it ever did. Except no murders and drugs ... okay, that's a lie; Philly wouldn't be Philly without drugs, but not half as much murders.
"Hey, ***** I'm talkn' to you." Said the teen sitting next to TJ. He had dark hair, and yellow eyes, aside from TJ, who had yellow hair, and dark eyes. He wore a white Starter tee-shirt, with Nike athletic pants.
"**** off." Responded TJ. Still there were ass holes on busses who would harass you like this, TJ learned to just brush it off.
A teen, the same age as both of them sat up from the seat behind the man who was mocking TJ. "Ohhh, do you kiss your mother with those lips?" Taunted the boy. They both laughed, as TJ just sat there, not really giving a damn.
"But Kreni, hear," Said the other teen, pointing to the one who started this all, "Would know a lot about kissing your momma."
"A lot more then kissing at that." Laughed Kreni. He slapped the hand of the boy sitting behind him; who was wearing baggy sweat pants, and a yellow hooded sweat shirt.
TJ was able to keep his cool, "Since when is having sex with 43 year old woman conciderd cool or 'pimpn''?"
"Since your dadda wernt doin' your momma good nough'!" Laughed Kreni.
TJ nearly lost his temper on this one, his father being dead, and all, but he gained his composer, as the outer two laughed.
The bus stopped, and a girl walked on. She wore tight blue jeans, and a light blue shirt, with a white shirt under it.
"Hey, Kyra." Said Kreni, coolie.
The girl just walked by, "You think once you've been slapped, you'd get the picture." she said. She sat in the seat behind TJ.
"Why you sitting near him, when you could be sitting next to..."
"US." said Kreni, and the outher teen, Cusac.
"I though you got your fill from 43 year old widows." Respond TJ.
Kreni, and Cusac just stopped talking to Tj after that, but not long after the silence, the bus stopped.
"ORDALL UNIVERSITY!" Screamed the driver. They had arrived. TJ got up ... but so did Kreni, Cusac, and the brown haired girl.
****, these two are hear. though TJ, as he walked out into the campus. |
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"Spamming Makes my feet hurt ...
So don't do it, or midgets shall devour your brains." -DaT^gUhY
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