The Final Fantasy Adventure

Wow, my first day at Balamb Garden!!I have a room all to myself...but there's an idiot next door that I share the dorm with. Well, this is my first journal, so perhaps I should make a background clearance. My name is Carion Valeheart, brought here by the sea (believe it or not) and taken in as a student to the garden. The headmaster and his girlfriend are so kind. His name is Squall, and she's Rinoa. I feel as if Squall felt a connection with my orphaned state. As sad as it seems, I washed up on shore with only my name. The sea stole my very memory. The worst part is I'm 18. Old, and not a memory of my past. Oh well, I figure it's a perfect way to begin life. Even though it may be 18 years late, I'm the perfect age. So, in a way the tradgedy could be a blessing. I was found on the shore two days ago and last night I was accepted as a student after a series of tests. They say I have qualities that are promising to become a SeeD. You want to know something funny? I don't have any idea what a SeeD is!!! Well, whatever it is has to be good for them to accept me. In any case, it seems I'll actually be in classes... I don't know what those are either. But, Squall gave me some clothes that I have to wear everyday. They all look the same, it's called a uniform. Squall said all I have to do for class is to put on the uniform and go to a room that he showed me. Well, in any case I better go. He also said that I had to be in the class at a certain time or I'd be in trouble. He's not much older than me, but I kinda think of Squall as a father. That may change, but only time will tell. Well, gotta go.

After writing in her journal, Carion Valeheart quickly got into the blue garden uniform and ran out of the room. As she looked at the silver watch on her arm Carion realized that it would be a clean sweep into "class" if she kept on track. How funny it was to be running for a reason, especially to get to a "class". It didn't even make sense to her, but for a place to live until she could regain her memory was worth whatever a "class" was.

After waiting in an elevator for what seemed an eternity, Carion ran down the walkway, turned right, and took the first door on the left. By the luck of the gods above, and Squall's guidance the day before, she slid into her desk just in time. The instructor of her class was Quistis Trepe. As Carion watched the instructor speak, she began to realize Ms. Trepe was a very respectable and strict young lady. She didn't seem much older, but Carion knew Ms. Trepe had to be more important then herself because she was an "instructor". All these big events were becoming too much for Carion. In just two or three days she was found on the sea shore, became a student, and was now sitting in a "class" listening to Ms. Trepe.

For around ten minutes Carion sat quietly, smilind and listening carefully. Then, the class was immediately disruted by the entrance of a tell man who seemed to be in his twentys. The blond guy walked in cooly and strolled to the desk just next to hers. Ms. Trepe stopped speaking and just stared at the very late young man. Carion did her best not to look over at him, but as she watched Ms. Trepe stare she couldn't help but glance over at him herself. As she took in his distinct features she couldn't see why the instructor had such a horrible dumbfounded look on her face. He was genuinely handsome and had a very noticible scar between his eyes. In fact, the scar was like an exact duplicate of the one Sqaull displayed. Carion couldn't quite decide if the twin scars were a coincidence or were actually duplicates for a reason.

As she sat watching him, Carion neglected to notice the sudden movement of the rest of the class away from the man. All she was paying attention to was the large grin diaplayed on his lips as he looked casually at the rest of the room. It was very amusing to her that he didn't seem in the least bit concerned about his late entrance. She herself was terrified of the trouble she might be in if she had been late. As thoughts soared through Carion's mind the man slowly completed his look around the room and had come to a halt when his eyes met with two sparkling sapphire spheres staring in his direction. Carion hadn't even noticed that he was now staring back at her for she was locked in her curious thoughts of the handsome stranger.

To the rest of the room's occupants, Carion and the young man seemed to be talking through their eyes. The two were locked in each other's gaze as though no one else existed. Although, this was quickly ceased by the loud bang that resounded through the room as the instructor dropped her book and dove for the nearest phone. Carion jumped at the noise and quickly looked in the instructor's direction. Ms. Trepe was located with the rest of her class far across the room, and despite the distance, Carion could hear the instructor's every word clearly.