Disclaimer: Square owns final fantasy and all the characters…as much as I want Seifer =[!

Oh great, I started my first story...x.x…I know, stupid title…its okay can't think of anything right now…

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The alarm clock next to her bed buzzed almost inaudibly. She made sure it was on a low volume. She turned her head and the glowing, red letters flashed.

3:00 AM

She swung her legs over the side of the bed. She ran her long, slender fingers through her honey-colored hair and sighed. She really didn't like to hide what she did, but she didn't see any other way. She was known as being cold, having no feelings. She can't just ruin her reputation of being unable to hurt if she turns around and yells "Guess what! I dance on my free time!"

The truth was…she does get hurt. If someone insults her, she may retaliate with a witty remark to shut them up, but right when she is inside her room she breaks down and cries. She makes sure people don't see her though, because she can't be hurt more than she is.

Every since Rinoa came into their lives, she was the only one saddened by her mere presence. She pretended to be happy like the rest of them. Everyday, she had to put on a cheerful façade just for them. She didn't want them to worry; she would just feel guilty.

Quistis walked over to her drawer, and pulled out some spandex pants and an old tee shirt. She reached under her dresser and grabbed her torn-up, pink shoes. She slowly slipped off her pajama pants and shirt, and replaced it with her tights and old tee. Quistis sat at the edge of her bed, and slowly slipped on her ballet shoes. She grabbed a hair clip, and put her hair up into her usual hairstyle, although a bit messy due to her carelessness.

She gracefully stood up rising higher and higher until she was standing on the very tips of her toes. She lowered herself back on the soles of her feet and walked over to her desk and picked up a CD.

Quistis opened her door to a slight crack. Her sapphire eyes searched every direction possible before stepping out. She quietly locked her dorm and tiptoed down the hall towards the ballroom.

Quistis jumped over a wall to sneak behind one of the guards. She had access to most of the rooms, ever since she stole Squall's master key and got a copy in Balamb. It was risky, she knew, but he didn't notice; he was gone with Rinoa all night. What do you know, she can be useful when she wants to, Quistis thought bitterly.

She locked the room behind her, to make it seem like no one was in there, and switched on the dimmest of lights. She didn't need that much since the moonlight and stars were already illuminating the room to some extent. The ballroom never ceased to amaze her. It had high ceilings with beautiful chandeliers adorning it. Intricate designs were painted onto the glossy, wood floor.

She walked over to the CD player and popped her CD in. Quistis left it on the lowest volume that she could hear it with, because the grand size of the ballroom would produce an echo. Her pale finger reached for the "play" button.

The sweet melody of the Moonlight Sonata leaked through the speakers as she glided across the ballroom with grace only a true goddess could possess.

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A/N: Well…haha that really was bad. If you want me to continue please review. And if you don't want me to continue, I think I will anyway! =]! Oh and if you want to flame me, go ahead, just as long as its constructive criticism.