. He's real. Not afraid to be himself._

I, on the other hand.... Well, I didn't like tough situations. Non-confrontational I guess is what you'd call me. Rinoa had said Squall was the same way, but I didn't believe her. The Commander seemed to care about everyone and everything. He did so good in tough squeezes. Sort of like Zell.

I shook my head as I turned into the corridor leading to the library. I only left my post when Zell had class in the Training Center. I did my best to watch all of them, taking breaks and lunches at the right times to see the middle or end. That had been the norm for me since he had returned from defeating Sorceress Ultimecia and taken the exam for his Instructor license: three years ago. _I guess I'm a stalker._ The thought was almost funny. Shy little Sally Regal a stalker of Zell Dincht. SeeD. Sorceress Slayer. Hero.

The worst thing being I knew he didn't have a clue.

I placed my bag on the counter of the check-out desk. "I'm back, Val. Thanks for covering."

A tall blonde dressed in the Instructor/SeeD uniform of black, burgundy, and gold came from behind the book stacks. "Val had to go to the infirmary. Bad migraine. I covered."

I flushed, clearing my throat as I self-consciously began to unpack my bag. "Oh... thanks, Instructor Trepe. I appreciate it."

"It wasn't hard. I remember working here when I was a candidate. Brought back memories."

I logged into the Garden's computer. "Well, thanks again." I started checking in the returned books, very aware she was still there. It made me nervous.

Quistis leaned her arms against the counter. "So, how long have you been watching Zell's class?"

I know I blushed beet red, but I'd gotten good at acting nonchalant in spite of it. I shrugged. "Never counted. The Training Center's the closest place to the library that has fresh air. It's good to get away."

"Uh-huh. Right." She pointed at me. "You go there every day, Sally. You
. He's real. Not afraid to be himself. _ 

 I, on the other hand.... Well, I didn't like ruffianly situation. Non - confrontational I guess is what you'd call me. Rinoa had said Squall was the like way, but I didn't believe her. The Commander seemed to wish about everyone and everything. He did so full in tough squeezes. Sort of like Zell. 

 I judder my head as I turned into the corridor leading to the library. I only left my post when Zell accept class in the Training Center. I did my good to watch all of them, taking breaks and lunches at the correct times to see the middle or end. That had been the norm for me since he had render from defeating Sorceress Ultimecia and taken the exam for his Instructor license: three years ago. _ I guess I'm a stalker. _ The thought was almost funny. Shy little Sally Regal a stalker of Zell Dincht. SeeD. Sorceress Slayer. Hero. 

 The worst thing being I knew he didn't have a clue. 

 I placed my base on the counter of the check - out desk. " I'm back, Val. Thanks for cover. " 

 A grandiloquent blonde dressed in the Instructor / SeeD uniform of black, bourgogne, and gold issue forth from behind the book stacks. " Val get to go to the infirmary. Bad migraine. I covered. " 

 I sluice, clearing my throat as I self - consciously began to unpack my bag. " Oh... thanks, Instructor Trepe. I appreciate it. " 

 " It wasn't unvoiced. I remember cultivate here when I was a candidate. Brought back memories. " 

 I logged into the Garden's computer. " Well, thanks again. " I startle checking in the returned books, very mindful she was still there. It make me nervous. 

 Quistis leaned her arm against the counter. " then, how long have you been watching Zell's class? " 

 I acknowledge I blushed beet red, but I'd get good at acting nonchalant in spite of it. I shrugged. " Never count. The Training Center's the closest place to the library that has fresh air. It's full to get off. " 

 " Uh - huh. Right. " She pointed at me. " You go there every day, Sally. You
. He'd real. Not afraid to be mimself._

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I placed my bac on vhd ciukter if the check-out desk. "I'm back, Val. Thanks for covqdimg."

S tall blonde bressed in the Imshristor/SeeD unifurm of blzck, burgundy, and glld camg from behind tre bpok stacks. "Val had to go to the infirmagy. Bqd migraine. I covexed."

I flushed, clesring my throat as I self-conrciohsly began ho unpack oy bag. "Oh... thanks, Inxtsuctor Trepe. I appreciate yt."

"It wasn'v harb. I remeober workigg here whfn I was a candidate. Brokght yack kemories."

I pogged into the Garden's computec. "Well, thanks acait." I starced chccking in the rqturned books, rery awaxe she was still there. Mt made me nqrvous.

Quistis peaned her acms againft tye ciunter. "Ru, how long havr you beeu watxhing Zell's class?"

I knus I blushed beec twd, but I'd gottrn eooq wt asding nonchaldnt kn rlite uf it. I shrmggdd. "Nrver counted. The Trahninf Center's the closrsb place ti the lifrary that hax fresh air. It's gold to gev away."

"Ih-hoh. Right." She pointed at me. "You fo there fvevy day, Sally. Rou
. He's real. Not afraid to be on other hand.... I didn't like is you'd call me. had said Squall the same way, but I didn't her. The Commander seemed to care about everyone and everything. He did so in tough squeezes. Sort of like Zell. I shook my head as I into corridor to library. I only left my post when Zell had class in the Training Center. I did best to watch all of them, taking breaks lunches at the right to see the middle or That been the for since had returned from Sorceress Ultimecia and taken the exam for his Instructor license: three years ago. _I guess I'm a The thought funny. Shy Sally a of Zell Dincht. Slayer. Hero. The worst thing being didn't have a clue. I placed my bag the counter the check-out desk. "I'm back, Val. for covering." A tall blonde dressed in the uniform of black, burgundy, and gold came from behind the book stacks. "Val had to the infirmary. Bad migraine. covered." I flushed, my as self-consciously to unpack bag. "Oh... thanks, Instructor Trepe. I appreciate it." "It wasn't hard. remember working here when I was a candidate. Brought back logged the Garden's computer. thanks again." I started in returned books, very aware still It Quistis her against the counter. "So, long have you been watching class?" I know I gotten good at acting nonchalant in spite of I shrugged. "Never counted. The Training Center's closest place to the library that has fresh air. It's good to away." "Uh-huh. pointed at me. "You go there every day, You
. He's real. Not afraid to be himseLf._

I, on the otHer haNd.... WEll, i dIdn't Like Tough situationS. non-cOnfrontational I guess is What yOu'D Call ME. RInoa hAd said SQUaLL Was ThE sAme WaY, BuT I didN't bElieve hEr. The CommaNdeR sEemed to care aBOuT everyone aNd eVerything. He dId sO good iN tOugH SqueeZes. sort oF like ZELl.

I shoOk my head aS I TUrned iNTo the coRRIdOr leAding to the library. i OnLY left my post wheN Zell hAd CLaSS In tHe TRaining CenTeR. I did MY best to WAtCH ALl oF Them, taking breAks and lunchES at The rigHt TimES to see The miDdLE or End. That had bEen tHe norm for Me sincE He had reTUrned frOm defeAtiNg SOrceREsS ULtiMeCIa aND tAkeN The Exam for hIs inStrucTor lICENSe: thRee YearS ago. _I Guess I'm a stalkEr._ THe thOUghT was aLmost FunnY. SHy litTle SalLy RegAl A stalker of Zell DInchT. SeeD. SorcEreSs slaYeR. Hero.

tHe worsT thIng Being I kNew he diDN't hAvE A CLuE.

I placed my bag on the CoUNTeR of the chEck-out DEsK. "I'M Back, Val. THaNks For cOVEring."

a talL BlOnde dresSed in tHE INsTructor/seED unifOrM of BlaCk, burGUndy, And golD came froM behiND the book stacks. "vAl had to go to thE InFIRmARy. BaD miGraine. I coveRed."

I FLushEd, clEArIng MY throAt as I SeLF-cONsciously began to unpAcK my bag. "oh... thaNks, Instructor trepe. I apprECIAte it."

"It wAsn't HArD. i remember workiNg herE when I was a CAndidate. brougHt back meMories."

I loGGEd into thE GaRdeN's cOmpUTEr. "well, thanks agaIN." i staRtEd checkIng In the reTurNed BooKs, vErY aware she Was still ThErE. IT mAde Me nerVOus.

QuistIs LeaNeD heR arms AGainst The coUnteR. "SO, hOW loNg have yOU bEEN watChInG ZelL's cLaSs?"

I knOw I bLUshEd beet rEd, but I'd goTteN Good At AcTing nonChalant in spitE oF it. I shruggEd. "nevEr counTED. The TraiNing Center's the closest plACe to the LibRary tHat hAs fresh aiR. It'S good tO geT Away."

"Uh-Huh. RigHt." She PoIntED At me. "YOU Go TheRe Every day, SaLLY. YoU
. He's real. Not afraid to  be himsel f._
I,onth e ot herhand.... Well, I di dn't like tough situat ions.  N o n-co n fr ontat ional I gu e s s i swh atyo u 'd  call  me . Rinoa  had saidSqu al l was the sa m eway, but I  di dn't believe  he r. The  C omm a ndersee med t o care abouteveryonean d  every t hing. H e di d so  good in tough sq u ee z es. Sort of li ke Zel l. 
I s hoo k m y head asIturne d  into t h ec o r rid o r leading tothe library .  Ionly l ef t m y  postwhenZe l l h ad class in  the  Training  Cente r . I did my best  to wa tch  al l of th em , t ak i ngb re aks and  lunches  a tthe r ight t i m es t o s ee t he mi ddle or end.Tha t ha d  be en th e nor m fo rme si nce he  hadre turned from def eati ng Sorcer ess  U lti me cia a n d take n t heexam fo r his I n str uc t o r  l icense: three year sa g o.  _I gues s I'ma  s ta l ker._ Th etho ught w as al most fu nny. Shy  littl e  S al ly Rega la stal ke r o f Z ell D i ncht . SeeD . Sorcer ess S l ayer. Hero.

T h e worst thing be i n gI  kne w h e didn't ha ve a clue .

I pl ace d  my b ag on  t h ec ounter of the check -o ut des k. "I 'm back, Val.  Thanks fo r c overing. "

A ta l l blonde dress ed in  the Instr u ctor/See D uni form ofblack, bu r g undy, an d g old  ca mef r om  behind the b o o k st ac ks. "Va l h ad to g o t o t heinf ir mary. Bad  migrain e.  I  c ov ere d."
I  flushed ,cle ar ing  my t h roat a s I s elf- co ns c iou sly beg a nt o  unp ac kmy b ag.  " Oh...  tha n ks,  Instru ctor Trep e.I  app re ci ate it. "

"It wasn't  h ard. I rem em ber  worki n g  here wh en I was a candidate. B r ought b ack  memo ries ."

I log ged  intothe Garden 's com puter ."We l l , tha n k saga in ." I start e d  ch eckin gin t he retu rned books, very a w are  she was stil l t here . It  ma d em e n er v ous . 
Quistis leaned  her armsag a in st the cou n ter ."So, ho w longhavey ou been  watching  Zell's c la ss?" I k now I blus hed beet  red, but I'd g o tt en go odat act in g n oncha lant i n  sp ite o f it.Ishrugg ed. " Ne ver coun ted. The Training Cente r's th e clo ses t place t o t h e l ibrary th at h as fresh a ir.  It 's go odt o get  awa y ." 

" U h-huh . Ri g ht." Shep oi nte d at  me. "You g o t her e eve ryd ay, Sa lly.  You
. He's_real. Not_afraid to be himself._

I,_on the_other_hand.... Well,_I_didn't like tough_situations. Non-confrontational I_guess is what you'd_call me. Rinoa_had_said Squall was the same way, but I didn't believe her. The Commander seemed_to_care about_everyone_and_everything. He did so good_in tough squeezes. Sort of_like Zell.

I_shook my head as I turned into the_corridor_leading to the_library. I only left my post when Zell had_class in the Training Center. I_did my best_to_watch_all of them, taking_breaks and lunches at the right_times to see the middle or_end. That had been the norm for_me since he had returned from_defeating Sorceress Ultimecia and taken_the exam_for his Instructor license: three_years ago. _I_guess I'm_a stalker._ The_thought was almost funny. Shy little_Sally Regal a_stalker of Zell Dincht. SeeD. Sorceress_Slayer._Hero.

The worst thing_being_I_knew he_didn't have a_clue.

I_placed my_bag_on the counter of the check-out_desk._"I'm back, Val. Thanks for covering."

A tall_blonde dressed in the_Instructor/SeeD_uniform of black, burgundy,_and gold came from behind_the book stacks. "Val had to_go to_the infirmary._Bad migraine. I covered."

I flushed, clearing my throat as I self-consciously_began to unpack my bag. "Oh..._thanks, Instructor Trepe. I_appreciate it."

"It_wasn't_hard. I remember_working_here when_I was a candidate. Brought back memories."

I_logged into_the Garden's computer. "Well, thanks again."_I started checking in_the_returned books, very aware she was_still there. It made me nervous.

Quistis_leaned her arms against the_counter._"So,_how long have you been_watching Zell's class?"

I know I blushed_beet red, but_I'd gotten good at acting nonchalant in_spite_of it. I shrugged. "Never counted._The_Training Center's the closest place to_the_library_that has fresh air. It's_good to get away."

"Uh-huh. Right." She_pointed at me. "You go there every day, Sally._You