The first thing Megan was aware of, when she regained consciousness, was pain. An intense, blinding pain radiating from somewhere around her forehead. It wasn't the normal headache kind of pain. It was more of a split-your-forehead-open-with-something-sharp-and-pointy type pain. It made her lay very still and keep her eyes closed. She tried to think of a reason for the pain, but couldn?t come up with one.
Bloody Hell! What on earth did I do last night? Argh! Let's see... I had my party... at Kasi and Rae's house cause my mom won't let us play DDR at our house because of all the glass things on the mantle by the TV... So we had it at their house, in the basement where we could be as loud as we wanted and jump around as much as we possibly could... a right which we thoroughly abused, by the way... Um... we ate a lot of sugar... as in, a candy-shop worth of sugar... which would normally make me hyper and bouncy... right now, I'm not even sure I can move, let alone get up and bounce around like I do when I'm hyper... What did we -do- at my party... I remember... we played DDR... which would explain why my feet hurt but that?s not the issue right now... Um... Ow... Then we played... Final Fantasy Eight... and I got lost... a lot... We played that until everyone got fed up with me talking about Seifer and Guine talking about Squall and made us turn it off... Then we went to bed... and now... I'm awake and my head -REALLY- hurts... Ouch...
Megan twitched and turned her head, still unwilling to open her eyes. She heard the birds singing outside and silently cursed them.
"How are you feeling?"
Megan started slightly at the voice. It wasn't anyone's she knew... and it certainly wasn't the voice of any of the teenagers that should be sprawled on, and around, her. She sat up and winced, stubbornly keeping her eyes closed. I am sooo not a morning person. Then she remembered that whoever it was had asked how she was feeling.
"My forehead hurts..." she complained, putting a hand to her aching forehead. Then, a sudden thought hit her. HOLY CRAP!! I sound like a guy! And... I'm wearing gloves? What the ********!? Ow... She opened her eyes and looked up... into the eyes of a kind woman she had never seen before.
"No kidding," the woman said. Some distant part of Megan's brain, that didn't quite seem like hers, said that the lady's name was Doctor Kadowaki. She didn't know how she knew this, she just did. She also knew that the doctor looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place where she had seen her before. "Looks like your eyes are focusing," the doctor told her.
Gee, thanks but that doesn't explain -WHY- my forehead hurts... Megan quickly looked down at herself. She was wearing black leather pants, a white T-shirt and a long-sleeved leather jacket with a furry white collar. Not to mention the many accessories. Several belts looped around her waist, only one actually serving to hold her pants up. Black gloves covered her hands and black boots adorned her feet. A silver chain, with a lion head charm hanging from her neck, completed the look.
I look like Squall... Scratch that, she thought as some of her hair fell in his/her eyes. I AM Squall... How the hell did this happen? ...Wait a minute... I'm going to hurt myself... Note to self - Medicine and sugar don't mix. Next time, wait until you're -over- the damn cold before having a party. Now I?m stuck as a guy... at least, until I figure out how to get out of here... Wait... weren't the weird computer things in the classroom all full of information? Maybe there's a "What To Do If You Suddenly End Up In Your Favorite Game" section... Yeah. Right. Meh. One way or another, I've just kinda gotta... play along... until I can figure this out... She started out of her thoughts as she realized the doctor was talking to her.
"You should be fine. Say your name for me."
What do I say? Squall or Megan? "Squall?" she questioned cautiously.
"Why don't you take it easy in training? Next time you might not be so lucky."
Megan sighed in relief that the doctor didn't question her further. "Tell that to Seifer," she complained, holding her head. Okay, she thought, I can do this. I've played this game a million times. It?s just a simple matter of remembering what I'm supposed to say and acting Squall-like. No problem.
"That Seifer... Won't listen to anyone," Dr. Kadowaki said, looking thoughtful. "Why don?t you ignore him?"
Have you seen him? Could you HONESTLY ignore someone that hot? Megan had to think for a second to remember her line and say THAT instead of voicing her current thoughts. "Um? I can't just run away."
"You wanna be cool, huh? Well, don't get hurt in the process. Let's see, your instructor is... Quistis! I'll call her now. Just wait here a minute." Dr. Kadowaki walked over to a phone as Megan laid back on the bed and covered her eyes with her right arm.
Okay... This is easy... Just... try not to think yaoi thoughts... yeah, right. Like that's gonna work. Megan rolled her eyes at the ceiling. She was a die-hard yaoi fan and her thoughts tended to be, not only very persistent, but rather perverted most of the time. To distract herself from her... rather hentai thoughts, Megan focused in on what she could hear of the phone conversation.
"Quistis? Come get your student. Yes, yes... His injury's not serious. It'll probably leave a scar."
Yeah. A really HOT scar... Damn it! Stop thinking such thoughts! Think... Squall-like thoughts... Except... Damn it. Now my favorite character is my -rival-... Megan groaned inwardly. Her brain just wouldn't, and couldn't, think like Squall.
"......Right. Now please come by."
"Squall... so we meet again."
Megan pulled her hand away from her eyes long enough to see the girl that was addressing him/her. She looked familiar but... Megan just couldn?t remember from where... She sat up fully as she heard Quistis walk up to the bed and sigh.
Quistis has always been one of Megan's favorite characters and now, seeing her face-to-face, Megan was in awe. She was so... pretty. Long blonde hair, partially pulled back and dressed in the typical Garden instructor's uniform. She wore glasses much like Megan's own back home and, for the moment, looked like she was both frustrated and amused.
"I knew it'd be either you or Seifer!"
Megan sat up. She is sooo cool... Okay, think Squall-like thoughts. Ignore thoughts about how awesome Quistis is and how much I wish I had my camera right now.
"Come on, let?s go. Today?s the field exam."
Megan got up and followed Quistis out of the infirmary, trying her very hardest not to fawn over the older woman... although, in her current... predicament, she was just as old as Quistis.
"Squall... Is there something on your mind?"
Startled from her thoughts, Megan tried to act normal and continued to walk down the hallway. "Nothing..." she said, trying to prevent a blush from creeping onto her face. Quistis was just so cool...
"Nothing..." Quistis supplied at almost the same moment. She stopped walking and started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Megan asked, truly confused.
"Funny? No, no, it's not that! I'm just happy," Quistis said with a smile. "I feel like I'm beginning to understand my student a little. That's all."
Megan almost pouted at this. Was she honestly that easy to read? "I'm more complex than you think," she said evenly, putting her hand on her hip.
"Then tell me."
No! I dun wanna! was Megan?s childish thought.
"Tell me more about yourself."
Let's not and say I did, shall we? Knowing full well she couldn't even begin to explain anything about herself, where she came from, and why she was Squall, Megan took a defensive stance, much like she would have back home. "That's none of your..."
"...Business." Quistis supplied, laughing once more.
Megan, again, resisted her first instinct, which was to pout and order Quistis to stop mocking her. She sighed internally and continued following her teacher, trying not to show any emotion. This is gonna be WAY harder than I first thought...
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