Alright guys. This is my first decent fanfiction. I haven't had inspiration to write for over 2 years, and then it finally comes to me. This story is about my friends and I in Twilight Princess, except I made OC's out of everyone and have written us in as if we lived in Hyrule.

Now that I have successfully wasted your time, please enjoy the first chapter!

Chapter 1

TWANG!

The arrow shot through the air and landed smack bang in the middle of the small wooden circle. Smirking, I reached behind me into my quiver and pulled out another long, thin projectile. Aiming for a higher target now, I released my right hand adorned with a tan bracelet, and the arrow sunk into the middle of the target.

Lowering my bow for a minute, I looked to my right, where a tree house was standing, many metres above my own height. This tree house belonged to the current king in his younger days, when he lived in the same village as I, and worked on the ranch. That was a good thirty years ago, though, and I wasn't even alive at the time. I looked back at the orange targets I had been aiming for not a minute ago. Those were also used by the king, set up by his childhood friends so he could practise aiming a slingshot. Now though, they had faded with age, and had many cuts in them from my arrows. I was one of only a few who dared use them, because I'm sure the king would forgive me. I mean, he used them for exactly the same thing many years ago, and it won't do the kingdom any harm if a thirteen year old Hylian can protect herself.

"HALE!" A yell broke my thoughts. Jogging up the pathway was my best friend Gaipeia Spinnet. She wore a white tank top and tan pants with sturdy tan sandals. Her long red hair was tied in a low ponytail, kept back with a small scarf used as a headband, with her fringe loose and covering half her face. She grinned. "Target practise again, eh?"

"You know me too well." I replied. She took out her bronze dagger, and threw it at a target, hitting it in the middle. She walked over and grabbed the projectile out of the wood, and turned to me.

"We've been doing this far too long." she said, with a remotely nostalgic look on her face, not one I often saw on my prankster best friend. With a small sigh, I grabbed the arrows I could reach out of the tree, making a mental note to stop by Sera's Sundries. Though it was now Gaipeia's mother who ran the store, the name had stuck.

I replied to Gaipeia's previous comment, "All in preparation for this year, right?" She nodded. "I can't believe it. We're finally going to go to Harkinian Knight Academy!" Her usual excitable attitude had returned. I grinned.

"Come on, we're going to have to go back to the village now. Besides, you've gotta herd in the goats soon," I reminded her, looking skyward. "It's almost twilight."

Walking into my family's humble abode, the sweet smell of pumpkin soup filled my nose. "Mmm…" I murmured in appreciation, and my mother Denai turned around to face me, a motherly smile on her face. "Welcome back, Hale." She greeted.

I walked over to the stove she was cooking at. "Can I try some?" I asked, peering into the pot. She pulled out a spoon, and handed it to me. "Go ahead, but it will be hot."

I took a mouthful of soup, and promptly spat it into the sink. "HOT!" I gasped, sucking in air in attempt to cool off my mouth. My mother sighed. "Pity, some perfectly good soup wasted. The children in Old Kakariko would have appreciated that mouthful of pumpkin soup," She lectured while I had my head under the tap, gulping mouthfuls of water, "too bad I have an idiotic daughter who didn't think to cool it down first."

I frowned. "You know what, Mum? I think I'm going to go and help Gai with the herding. I'm only going to get insulted if I hang around here for much longer." I turned to walk out the door, with my mother laughing behind me.

So? How is it? It's awfully short, I know, but all the chapters after this that I've written so far are over 1000 words, I promise.

To make things clear, the genres this story should be are Friendship, Adventure and Romance. It may even get angsty at some stage, I don't know because I tend to not plan ahead when I write. If you can still stomach it, please keep reading! The rating may also change, depending on what happens when I continue to write.

Please R&R, I need the motivation to keep writing! Also, I love constructive criticism, so please attack me with your flames!