Hello everybody!
This is actually a re-write of one of my ancient stories. It was actually pretty popular, but reading it, 2012 me needs to STOP.
EW.
The original story is still up on my account, but once the re-write is complete, I'll be taking it down.
Just a quick note, Zelda and Sheik are separate people here. And Dark is not evil :D They're 16 and 17 years old in this story!
Also, I'm sorry to Americans – I'm English, and we measure our school in years, not grades! So Year 7 is age 11-12, and Year 12 is age 16-17. I think that's all you need to know, and again, I'm awfully sorry.
I hope up upload at least once a week. I probably won't stick to this, oh well.
First chapter: Midna's Point of View (I'M REALLY SORRY IF THE CHANGES GET CONFUSING IN LATER CHAPTERS BTW)
LE DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ZELDA *CRIES*
"Zelda!" I shout, spying my best friend across the road. "ZELLIE!"
She hears my shouting and turns around, her blonde hair flying out behind her in the wind. "Midna!" She grins, running over the road to join me, "Hello! I can't believe we're back to school already! The holidays simply aren't long enough."
"Oh, I'm glad to be back!" I smile, "The holidays were getting quite boring to be completely honest."
"Were they?" Zelda frowns, "Gosh, you must have a VERY boring home. I'd prefer to be doing nothing than going to school." She starts walking absent-mindedly towards the block where our year 11 form room was, before she stops and turns back. "Oh, yeah! We're year 12 now! I forgot."
"You forget everything." I smirk, holding the door open for her. She thanks me and we walk down the corridor into our form room.
"ZELDA! MIDNA!" A voice shouts, and suddenly I am engulfed by a bundle of green hair.
"Hello, Saria." I laugh, "Thanks for the warm welcome."
"I haven't seen you in so long! How've you been!"
"Saria, it's literally been two weeks since we last saw you." Zelda reminds her.
"THAT'S AGES!" Saria insists, "Anyway, have either of you seen Malon?"
Malon is the fourth girl in our friendship group. It's always kind of been MeandZelda and SariaandMalon, if that makes any sense. But we're still all best friends!
"No, I haven't." Zelda says, "But she's usually late to school."
"I am not!" Malon says from behind us, "Well. Actually, I am."
"MALON!" Saria shouts, pushing me out the way and leaping on the unfortunate red-head, "I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG!"
"Only four weeks-"
"That is ages! Plus you missed out on my sleepover two weeks ago because you were on holiday! Where did you even go? Who looked after the ranch?"
"We went to Termina. And my Uncle, Ingo looked after the ranch." Malon replies, "Now, can we please go to the canteen? I haven't had any breakfast, and I'm starving!"
"Oh Malon, you should've eaten before you got to school!" Zelda scolds her, "I can't be bothered!"
"Well, TOO BAD." Malon huffs, grabbing Zelda's wrist and dragging her out the room. Saria and I quickly follow.
It's still quite warm outside, as summer has only just ended, so Saria takes off her jumper, and dumps it in my hands.
"Thanks." I grumble sarcastically, stuffing it in my school bag.
As we cross the bridge, we are stopped in our tracks by none other than the most horrible teacher in the school, the famous Mr. Diamonds.
"Slow down, girls." He drawls, "And Miss Night, shouldn't your hair be tied up for school? Surely you should know this by now."
"Sorry, Sir." I mumble, "But I don't have a hair elastic with me."
"Here you go, Midna." Zelda says, undoing her neat, even plaits and tying her hair up in a ponytail, giving me the now spare elastic.
"Hmmph. Well, be prepared next time, Miss Night. Your friend won't always be there to… save you." And with that, the history teacher stalks off in the opposite direction.
"I swear," Saria huffs, "he gets more horrible as the terms go on! I really hate him!"
"Um, hello? Starving ranch hand in distress here!" Malon snaps, so we all hurry on towards the canteen.
"Malon, you greedy pig!" Zelda laughs, "I can't believe you had two cinnamon rolls and a croissant!"
"I was hungry!" Malon says defensively, "Besides, you're the one that had three lunches last term."
Zelda glares at her, and is about to make some witty comeback when the bell sounds to signify that registration has started. We all panic and run back towards the form room, only to be met with the wonderful sight of…
Mr Diamonds.
"Well, Well." He smirks, "Look who it is. I am your new form tutor, girls, as Miss Fi left last year. I shall be taking you for registration before and after school, and will be in charge of any admin that is needed. You haven't made a very good start, I must say. Do you know how I feel when students are late?" He doesn't wait for a reply, "Furious! Outraged! Sick with anger!"
"Bit over the top." Saria whispers to me, and I can't help but laugh a little.
"Is something funny, Miss Night?"
I shake my head, "No. Sorry Sir."
"Sit down." He snaps, "And don't be late to registration again."
We all walk towards our usual places at the back, and we are about to sit down when Mr Diamonds stops us.
"Actually, girls, I have a… seating plan. I don't think that you sitting together at the back will benefit you or me. So, Midna, you are next to Ilia at the front. Zelda, next to Ganondorfa in the second row, Saria next to Mido opposite from Zelda, and Malon next to Cremia."
I groan and move to the front. It takes all my willpower to not roll my eyes, or worse, speak back to the teacher. Ilia gives me a sympathetic smile as I sit down. She's not that bad, I suppose. She's a little annoying, and quite a teacher's pet, but it would be worse.
Zelda catches my eye angrily as she dumps her stuff next to Ganondorfa. She plops down in her chair and stares emotionally at the front of the room.
"Here are your timetables." Mr Diamonds says, handing us all a sheet of paper, "Don't lose them."
We have Sports first with Miss Navi, which is actually a relief. Miss Navi is a crazy teacher with bright blue hair, who basically lets you do whatever you want during her lessons. (Unless it's physically fighting with Majora. I had to learn this the hard way.)
The bell goes, and Mr Diamonds looks me straight in the eye and says coldly, "Well, go. You don't want to be late again, do you?"
I shudder and hurry out.
"Mr Diamonds is so horrible!" Malon exclaims, angrily whacking the ball with her hockey stick. It hurtles down the pitch and into the goal.
"I know, right?" I agree, "He really hates me, and I don't know why!"
"He hates all of us," She grimaces, taking her place on the pitch, "And I hate him!"
Zelda is still angrily simmering away at the other end of the pitch. Whether it's because Malon's goal nearly knocked her over, or because she's sitting next to the girl that once bullied her, I'm not sure. But she's certainly not happy.
The whistle blows again, and Malon takes control. I hang back, helping Saria to guard our goal.
"Zelda's not in a good mood today, is she?" Saria mentions, "She can't be that angry just because she's sitting next to Ganondorfa, surely?"
"I'm not sure…" I say, glancing at my friend, "She does have a very bad history with her…"
"Hopefully she'll cheer up soon." Saria says, sadly, "I'm not used to Zellie being upset."
"Zelda, are you sure you're okay?" I ask for the tenth time that day, as she marches alongside me on the way out of the school gate.
"I'm fine." She snaps, "Why are you asking?"
"You just look upset." I shrug.
"Well, I'm not. I'm going to the toilet." She says, and walks off, leaving me alone.
I frown and stare after her. It's really unlike Zelda to be upset, especially when she's surrounded by us. As she heads back into the building, Majora brushes past her, and Zelda is knocked over. Usually, she'd get back up and slap Majora's face – but now, she just hurries into the building with her head down.
Yep, something is definitely up.
Saria comes towards me. "Did you see that?" She hisses, "What a bitch!"
"Yeah." I say, "That's not like Zelda either…"
Saria looks at me for a moment, "No, it's not." She agrees after a second, "I think I'll invite her round to mine, to cheer her up, you know? You and Malon can come too, if you like."
"Yeah, cool." I smile, "Thanks Saria."
"Anytime, my very smelly friend. Any time."
An hour later, we are all sitting on Saria's bed, surrounded by empty food packets and bottles of nail varnish.
"I've been thinking." Malon says suddenly.
"Woah, is that possible?" Saria jokes, before Malon's cardigan collides with her face. "Ow."
"Yes, it is. Anyway. I've been thinking, and, well, as we're 16, nearly 17, we need a boy in our lives!"
"You've been reading romance fanfictions again, haven't you?" I smirk.
"No. Yes. But that's beside the point! My brother, who goes to the boys school, says that there's going to be a Christmas Party! With both of our schools! Like, a proper dance with ballgowns and everything! A proper Cinderella ball!"
We all sit up at this. That is actually pretty exciting news.
"That sounds cool!" Saria grins, "The only trouble is, we don't know any boys, idiot."
"Actually," I say quietly, "I do."
"YOU DO?" Squeals Malon, "WHO?"
"His name's Sheik. He's…a friend. Yeah, a friend. He goes to the boys school." I say, blushing a little.
"WELL, INTRODUCE US!" Malon says, "Oh my gosh, this is going to be SO COOL."
"What do you think, Zelda?" Saria asks, turning towards the blonde.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Sounds- sounds cool." She half-heartedly smiles. This visit was meant to cheer the poor girl up, but she's been miserable the whole time.
"THE BOYFRIEND PROJECT!" Malon says loudly, oblivious to Zelda's sadness. "That's what we'll call it!"
"To the boyfriend project!" Saria laughs, holding up her glass of lemonade in a mock toast.
"The boyfriend project." I grin, following suit and lifting up my coke.
"Midna?" My mum says, poking her head round my door, "Are you ill?"
"Wha- no, I'm not." I mumble, pulling the covers over my head.
"Well, you need to leave for school in ten minutes, honey." She says, and leaves.
I get (fall) out of bed and half walk, half stumble over to the wardrobe, half-heartedly pulling on some uniform.
Second day back, and I'm already tired as hell.
Great.
"Midna! Hey!" Saria grins, leaping off her desk and hugging me as I walk in the form room. "Have you seen Malon and Zelda?"
"No." I yawn. "But they should be here any minute-"
"HELP!"
"-now."
Malon runs into the room, dragging a very tired-looking Zelda along with her.
"Help!" Malon pants, "We've been running from Medli! I think she wants to snog me!"
"Malon, Medli does not want to snog you." Saria rolls her eyes.
"SHE DOES, SHE DOES, SHE DOES!"
No use arguing with that.
"We have to hide!" Malon insists, "She'll be coming in here any second now!"
We all follow Malon into the Library, where we are met by three small year 7s.
"Um- excuse me, miss-" One starts, before she's interrupted by another one.
"Sorry about her! I'm Tetra. She's Marin, and she's a bit shy."
"And I'm Aryll!" The other one pipes up.
"Well, hello!" Saria smiles, "Are you alright?"
"No, not really. We were wondering if you could show us the way to Mr. Diamonds's office?" Tetra asks.
"Yeah, we got detention." Aryll mutters.
"Aw, that sucks." Zelda says sympathetically, "What did you do?"
"Well, it's a bit stupid." Tetra huffs, "You see, Marin spelt a word wrong, so Mr Diamonds asked her to write the whole essay out again. So I said 'unlucky!' And Aryll giggled. So we got detention."
"Good luck in detention." Malon grimaces, "His office is down the corridor and up the stairs, then take a left and it's the third door on the right."
"Thanks!" The girls say, and walk out the library.
Everything is silent, until…
"Can we go to the canteen?"
Welp, there's the first chapter! The Boys will be making their first appearance in the next one, yay!
I hope you enjoyed this! Review, thank you! 3