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What Doesn't Kill You
AN: Yeah, I know. Hate me for never finishing anything before starting on something new. I am a horrible person. But I love to write! XD And I should ad that I am not going to stop writing my Naruto fics. I just need something to get my writing spirit up, or else all my writing is doomed!
Ah, and I have actually not played through the whole game (I've come long) and I know I may have done some of them pretty OOC, but whatever, I am the one who writes and I am in control, so don't come whining about OOCness cause I wont tolerate flames. And maybe it was a mistake adding Zack to the story since I dunno almost
Warnings: Language, OOCness, CidVin. (And future ZackCloud)
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII or any of the characters/places. If I owned it, Vince and Cid would be a couple... X3
Vincent sighed as he heaved himself up from his bed and stared at the watch beside his bed. It was 05.00 am. How wonderful. That meant that it was whole 3 hours and 30 minutes left until school begun, but there was no chance Vincent would be able get back to sleep. He had problems sleeping and once he was awake, he was awake.
He growled slightly under his breath as he started to get dressed.
Vincent was 17 years old, going his last year in high school and he was fairly popular at his school. Luckily people admired him from a distance since he hated to have girls running after him, but he could always feel their gazes from a distance. Even some of the boys used to check him out. Maybe because Vincent looked good, and a little bit feminine. He had long black silky hair, falling on his back and covering some parts of his face, also sometimes hiding his deep crimson eyes that everyone admired. His eyelashes was pretty long and since they were black they stood out from his creamy white skin. To state it simply, Vincent was very beautiful.
He put a pair of tight black jeans on and then a black t-shirt. Over that he put on a black hoodie with red stripes and cat ears. He had always dressed a bit special and he liked to have an own style. And no one really dared to pick on him for some reason. Maybe because he had a glare that could kill. And the fact that he was hanging out with Cloud Strife, Reno and Zack, all of them one year older than Vincent, made even more people afraid of picking fights with him.
After a couple of minutes Vincent grabbed his bag and went downstairs. He just threw a glance at his fathers closed bedroom door. He knew better than to wake him up. His father could be a real hell sometimes. Vincent was pretty much a top student and his father wouldn't agree with Vincent getting lower than A- at any test. Vincent hated his father sometimes, and he knew that the feeling was mutual.
As quietly as he could Vincent made his way to the hall where he dressed warmly since it was snowing outside. He left the house without a sound and the time was 5.10 am.
Vincent took a deep breath of the cold air as he let the coldness hit him. It was probably about -10 outside, at least it was so cold that it almost was hurting to breath. Vincent knew he didn't have to walk if he didn't want to since Cloud always used to pick him up around 8. Or well, at least those times Vincent didn't walk to school, like he did now. It took him like 20 minutes to reach school.
Vincent smiled slightly for himself as he stepped up the stairs to the school, it would be really nice to get inside to warm up. He grabbed the handle and pulled.
"What the...?" Vincent muttered as he felt that the door didn't move an inch. He pulled at it more fiercely but it gave no results, "Fucking door!" He hissed at it as he brought his arms tighter around his body and turned around, hopefully looking for someone who could let him in.
Great. He was outside the school at 5.30 am and it was snowing as hell, it was cold as hell and now Vincent was pissed beyond hell. Why wasn't the school opened up at this time? The darn school should open 5! In case of students coming early, like Vincent.
He sat down with a thump against the wall and sank back down into his clothes as much as he could. He just hoped someone would arrive before 8 at least. And only that meant he'd have to wait 2 hours and 30 minutes to be let inside... What a hell.
Vincent shook his head slightly and then closed his eyes, he was for sure unlucky. What a nice start on a day, it would probably be a hell, Vincent thought. Not much longer after that he slowly fell into a light slumber that soon took form of deep sleep.
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