The Melting Point
I held her in my arms, fighting off the cold and sharing my only warmth with her. We shivered violently, our chattering teeth loud and clear even against the howling winds. We sat, hugging each other tightly, in a cave. The wind echoed against the stone interior, drumming into our ears. It hurt a lot. We weren't supposed to be out here, but it wasn't like we had a choice now. I looked down and saw her frozen tears on her pale, rosy cheeks. It was insensitive to say this, but she was beautiful. Her eyes stayed on my chest, not noticing my worried stare.
"You okay?" I asked softly, making her look up to me and smile weakly. She nodded, seeming to have no strength to talk. I sighed and snuggled closer to her, pressing ourselves against the cold walls. It provided a bit of warmth after awhile. "Don't worry, Zelda." I murmured, not caring if she had heard me or not. "We'll get out of this."
In Love with an Idiot
He was an idiot. Sure, he was fluent in ancient Hylian and had record grades in Math, but whenever it came to people, he was an idiot. He grinned awkwardly, talked about nonsense things, and most of all, made me fall in love with him. It was his eyes, I blamed one day while I thought about him. It took me awhile to realize it was him; his body, his personality, him. And I hated him for that. So here I was, right now, chatting with my only friends.
"Tell him to stay away from you." And "He's not worth it." And many, many more were what they said to me. I groaned. This wasn't what I wanted to spend my entire week thinking about. Besides, I wasn't that kind of person. I didn't banish people just because I liked them. I didn't tell them to leave me alone or the same reason.
And I knew I couldn't when it came to him.
Battle Royale
This was the life. Everyone treated you like a princess, and the fact I looked like one was a plus. Everyone cared for me, tended to my needs and even did my homework. Well, not all of it, but you get the point. They brushed my hair, let me have my beauty sleep and the teachers never got mad at me for being late. Yes, I was spoiled, but I am still proud to state that I take sports. Badminton, soccer, tennis, you name it. I was the star of the school, at least, I thought I was. Up until last week, some kid who thinks highly of himself came into the school. He called himself Prince of Altea, whatever that meant. I hated him for that and had my loyal football players hurt him for that. I wanted to kill this guy, even if it meant ruining my reputation.
You're my Angel
I learned every language for him, and all of it came to nothing. He found someone else, someone who was prettier than me. I cried every night because of it, and I tried not to let my friends see my pain at school. I didn't hate him, nor did I hate his new love. I wasn't that kind of person. I guess I should accept it. The gods, whoever they may be, probably just wanted to tell me he wasn't the one. I told myself that everyday, and it wouldn't work. I wanted an angel to come down and bring me to heaven, like they did to my ancestor. I wanted that fate so badly, but it seemed they wouldn't grant it. Instead, though I think it's just my head, they gave me an angel. He was shorter than me, but he seemed like such a sweetheart. He brought me flowers, told me jokes and complimented me. He was, you could say, every girl's dream boyfriend. What I wish now is that he would be my boyfriend.
Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in a while. :/
So yes, I'm just making some stories and I'm planning on starting on one of these once I finish my other story. If you can, please tell me what to do. :D