“They don’t necessarily recognize me as Quistis, but a few people have been trailing around me, trying to figure out who the ‘mysterious tall blond man’ is.” Another sigh escaped his lips. A hand pressed against his hip, cocked to the side in a rather girly fashion. “I like it better when they know who I am. At least they don’t pry into my business as much.”
Her eyes widened at her sudden realization. “You’re totally the new hot guy, Quisty!” It was a title that was currently held by Irvine. Boy, was he going to be so pissed, when he finds out that the title he so proudly held was revoked. Folding her arms across her chest, she feigned pouting before letting a small smile pull at the corners of her lips. “Not only are you the most desired woman in Garden, but you’re also the most desired man! Sooooo jealous!”
“He’s a little weirded out by it, but he’s trying.” He sighed and shook his head, not wanting to discuss it any further. “At least it’s not so strange to me anymore. This is the third time I’ve had this spell cast on me. It usually only lasts about a day. So, I should be back to normal by the time I awaken tomorrow.” His arms returned to his sides. “I do have to admit, it would be interesting to see their reactions. Rinoa, too.”
Nodding in agreement, Selphie couldn’t help but let a giggle pass through her lips. Rinoa would be all over him! She heard she had quite a penchant for blondes. Scanning the corridor they stood in, she looked out for the familiar group of cadets that usually trailed closely behind. “Hmm, I’m guessing the Trepies don't recognize you?”
“Blondie—?” He questioned, bringing a hand to his chin. There were multiple people the two mutually knew with blond hair. “I don’t know who you’re talking about. Zell? Seifer?” He hadn’t run into Zell yet, but Seifer was a different story. One he didn’t really feel like talking about at the moment.
“I meant lover-boy, of course!” She corrected herself, winking at him. Lacing her hands behind her back, she slightly leaned forward, further observing the blondes features. She could only imagine how Zell would react to the ex-instructors knew look. She was positive there would be a lot of cussing involved. “Soooo, how long does this spell last for? It would be a total bummer if you were to turn back to normal before Commander Grumpy Face or Zell got to see you!”
He didn’t think there was all that much of a difference. Shifting awkwardly, he looked away from her, a blush on his cheeks from her compliment. “Er… thanks.” Was she hitting on him? This was too weird.
Her cheeky grin only grew wider at the ex-instructors obvious embarrassment. It was rare for Quistis to get embarrassed…or it could just be that she was never around when the opportunity struck. Canting her head slightly, she lifted a hand to her face, gently tapping her chin with a slender finger. “How’s Blondie taking this radical change to your appearance?”
“Quistis—Oh. That’s right.” He pushed a hand into his hair, forgetting about the spell temporarily. He must have been getting used to it again. “It’s me, I just… it was grey magic.”
“Quistis?” She blinked, her lips parted. She never knew the grey faces were capable of such things! A wide grin graced her features as she observed the blondes new appearance. “Heeey! You look good as a guy, Quisty!”
“Selphie, fix it. We can’t afford to restore Balamb Garden again. You really need to be more responsible. You’re a SeeD now, so you should act like it!”
“We only accidently set fire and flooded Squall’s office! The rest of Garden is okay! I promise!”
“I’d hope not, but I have a strong feeling that you are.”
“Okay-okay! You got me… But it wasn’t my fault!"
“Selphie, you had better not be destroying things.”
“I-I’m being good! Honest!”
“You hate all that clothing? Then how did you ever survive in Trabia?” She laughed softly, bringing a hand up to rest on her chin. “What’s wrong with eating in the Cafeteria?”
“All the snow makes the cold weather totally worth it!” Selphie beamed brightly. “Ever since the Garden Faculty planted all those colourful flowers in the Quad, I just can’t keep away!” She was secretly hoping that the Headmaster would give the green light to having a spring festival.
“It’s not quite that bad, I think. There must have been a cold front. I’m sure it will be warm again in a few days.”
“I hope it gets warmer soon! I hate wearing all these extra layers of clothing. Plus, it means we can eat lunch out in the Quad again!”
“The weather is supposed to be getting warmer. Why is it cold again?”
“—I think the Trabian weather is finally hitting Balamb.”
