For those who've already read this story, it's still a oneshot (no sequels). I haven't had a lot of time to write thanks to college being super busy and all. But I still find time to look at stuff I already finished. I wrote this back when I was in middle school so I've had this nagging urge to fix it. It's really the same story, just a few changes in word choice.

Anyways, enjoy!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

I abruptly turn around upon hearing the piercing squeal. Sure enough, I can see my best friend Malon running towards me with her hands over her mouth. Her face is as red as her hair.

"What's up Malon? Did you swallow a worm?" I ask.

"Oh . . . my . . . gosh . . ."

"What?" I have to prompt her a second time.

"He . . . touched it."

"Who touched what? Is Ingo coming on to you again?"

"No." Then she takes a deep breath. "Sheik touched my planner!"

The hell?

She rambles from here on out. "It's true Zelda! The moment I sat down, Sheik came by to talk to the new kid whose name is Link, even though I wish he would talk to ME more cause' I'm really infatuated with him but still, by the way does 'infatuated' mean that I just like him, or the fact that I want to jump his bones? Anyway, when he turned around his butt brushed my planner and I've been inhaling the scent from my planner for the past hour! Isn't that just totally COOL?!"

"I'm so . . . happy for you two?" I offer, even though I'm still trying to register EXACTLY what she said. Because she basically communicated her story this way:

It's true ZeldathemomentIsatdown,SheikcamebytotalktothenewkidwhosenameisLink,even thoughIwishhewouldtalktoMEmorecause'I'mreallyinfatuatedwithhimbutstill,bythewaydoes'infatuated'meanthatIjustlikehim,orthefactthatIwanttojumphisbones?Anyway,whenheturnedaroundhisbuttbrushedmyplannerandI'vebeeninhalingthescentfrommyplannerforthepasthour!Isn'tthatjusttotallyCOOL?!

"Oh come on Zelda," Malon teases. "You talk as if you've never liked anyone in your life. And we both know that's not true!"

"Oh yeah? Who do you think it is?" I challenge, knowing exactly what she's implying. But for the record, my crush on my guy is nowhere near this insane.

"The new guy, Link Blades!"

Wait, how did she know I like him?! I never told anybody about it!

"Ahem" Someone nearby clears their throat and we jump, letting out tiny squeaks.

"Oh hi Mr. Light. How nice to see you today!" Malon nervously greets our Theology teacher. Luckily, she remembers not to call him by his first name, Rauru, knowing that her last blunder earned her a two-day suspension.

They take the whole 'respecting your teachers' thing way too seriously here in Ordon High.

"Malon Ranche," he says sternly. "This is your third tardy this week. Come late a fourth time and it will certainly be 'nice' to see you in detention." Then, he turns to me and his face softens. "The same goes for you too, Zelda. You have never incurred punishments before. Let's not change that."

"Yes Mr. Light." I mutter. When he turns his back to me and walks into the classroom, I take this opportunity to roll my eyes before going inside.

As I'm taking my seat, I look to my right and take in the breathtaking sight of a fellow student clad in a loose green T-shirt and off-white shorts. His dark blonde hair very slightly fans over ocean blue eyes . . . which have now turned to look at me.

"Hey Zelda," Link's deep voice snaps me out of my gawking. I barely get a reply out and even manage a casual smile. You'd think a simple 'hi' shouldn't be a big deal, right? Turns out when the person in question is drop dead gorgeous, it takes literally all my strength to make sure my smile doesn't overextend my face and make me look like a clown from a horror movie.

Get a grip, Zelda! Think of something else! I scold myself, then place my hands under my chin and daydream for an amount of time I can't remember. Most of my thoughts keep leading me back to Link, so I finally absorb myself in the memories of my last birthday party. When I am remembering the part where I accidentally squashed some cake on my friend Ilia's new shirt, I seem to have also forgotten that I am not alone in the room and that I'm smiling again.

"Zelda, are you finding something amusing?"

I feel a sudden pinch on my side and I yelp, only to meet Link's warning gaze from the corner of my eye. Then, I look up at Mr. Light. Oh damn. "Uh . . . no." I stutter.

"If you are being truthful, then you can answer this question since I just discussed its concept in detail. Which of the goddesses blessed Lord Ronandarf, and with which piece of the Triforce?"

Okay, let's see. There are three goddesses blessing this wonderful country of Hyrule, which has retarded schools. They are Din, Farore and Nayru. And Ronandarf was a powerful crime lord, sort of like one of the school bullies, Ganondorf Dragmire. That is how much I know.

I take a chance. "Goddess Din blessed him with power." I simply say, trying to guise my rising panic. At first, Mr. Light just stares at me, obviously disappointed that he can't relish a moment to yell at a student. "Good." He finally says before quickly moving on to the next topic and starts writing notes on the board, which emits several groans from my other classmates.

I immediately turn to Link and glare at him, remembering where he had just pinched me. Despite the apologetic look on his face, I still pick up on a hint of amusement in his tone. "At least I didn't kick you," He whispers. I nearly shudder at the feel of his warm breath on my skin.

Goddesses, I need help.

"Seriously Zelda, at least have a REAL meal today! You've been starving yourself for the last few weeks." Saria tries to persuade me to select French fries as an extra snack.

"And bloat up like a balloon? I don't think so." I retort, laughing. "The salad should be more than enough."

Saria rolls her eyes. "Fine, have it your way. But don't blame me if you get hungry next bell."

We head out to the cafeteria and find a table nearest to the stage, where Malon, Anju, and Ilia are already seated. Once we sit down, Anju raises her eyebrows. "Sooo how'd it go Zel?" she asks.

"How'd what go?"

"Theology class with Hot Blades."

Great, they've already given Link a nickname. Not that I blame them . . .

"It was fine, but I was daydreaming again during class so-" I stop to beckon at my friends to lean closer to the table. and they comply. "Link managed to tip me off just as Rauru noticed."

"Oh boy, this is getting good!" Saria giggled excitedly.

"What'd he do?" Ilia asked.

"He pinched my waist."

Everyone at my table squeals simultaneously, as they turn their laughter to hysterics. This happens for an endless minute as I roll my eyes and sit still, despite how thrilled I really was at the moment I'd described.

"You done?!" I finally demand.

"Duh!" Malon exclaims. "When are you gonna ask him out?"

"Ask who where?"

"Link." Anju restates. "When are you gonna ask him out on a date?"

I roll my eyes. "I don't want to ask him out. I only just started liking him."

Saria's eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets as she jumps up. "Wait! Are you saying that you're passing up that sex god?!" She exclaims.

"Who's a sex god?" A deep voice asks behind her. Saria squeaks and turns around, only to be face-to-face with Link.

"Hey Link." I say, trying not to laugh at my friends' reactions upon seeing him. I only hope he wasn't listening in on our conversation.

"What's up Zelda?" He's obviously trying to charm me to my knees yet again with that dazzling smile, which fortunately, does not rattle me this time. But honestly, I think my heart is beating so vigorously that I can actually feel it on my chest.

"Nothing much. By the way, did Mr. Light give us homework?"

"No, he didn't." He cocks his head questioningly. "You zoned off again, didn't you?"

"Maybe."

He laughs and takes a step closer to me. "Zoning off during class? Haven't we talked about that?"

I raise an eyebrow at that. "We have?"

Link is about to answer, but then he hears his friend Fado calling him and returns to his table. At the same time, my attention is attracted to the opposite table from ours.

Standing there are some guys wearing green clothes like Link's, behind the tall Mido Dekun. Oh boy.

"Think you're being funny, Colin?" Mido demands, as he stares down a short blonde boy, in a way I'm not sure I'm comfortable with.

Wait a minute, that's Colin Brown! He's a freshman in my Speech and Debate class. He'd always been the timid type though. If this were any normal situation, I'd be admiring how he's clearly learned to come out of his shell thanks to that class.

"I don't care who's funny! But you'd better leave Beth alone!" Colin demands, bravely looking the bully in the eye.

"You wanna fight me, loser?" Mido cracks his knuckles, and grabs Colin by his collar.

Oh no! Colin does have guts for standing up to one of the school bullies. But guts or no, he could lose about five teeth by picking up a fight with Mido! He'd lose all of them, if it was with Ganondorf but that's not the point. I've got to put a stop to this now. I push past my friends who are watching, horrified.

"Hey!" I shout as I shake Mido off of Colin. I step in front of Colin and look Mido right in the eye. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Easy does it, baby." Mido smirks as he raises his hands in mock defeat.

My glare deepens. What a jerk! "You have no clue how difficult I can be, retard."

Mido pushes it even further. "Oh yeah? Try me!"

Oh, he's good. He's pretty damn good. "With pleasure!" As I say that, I remove my earrings in a flash and toss them over to Ilia who looks incredulous beyond belief. In the corner of my eye, I also notice Link standing nearby, his body language as tense as mine.

"Zel, are you serious?!" Ilia gasps.

Yeah, I know. How can a goody two-shoes like me get in a fight? Let's just say . . . I have my moments. Anyway, I brace myself and kick Mido between his legs. Then, he hops around like a rabbit while howling in pain.

"Whoops! Looks like I hit your brain by mistake- at least your version of one!" I taunt, prompting the entire café to burst into laughter. Apparently, this was a moment everyone's been waiting for!

More importantly, I can see Link from the corner of my eye, laughing to tears while placing a hand on his lunch table to support himself. Purpose achieved. Time for the climax.

"Poor little Mido. Lemme give you a hand." At that, I grab the back of his shirt and give him a hard shove in the direction of my table. There, Anju is waiting for him with the pie she had bought for lunch, in her hands . . .

"Zelda, I have to say that I'm very disappointed in you."

Are you kidding me? After protecting a freshman from getting a broken (or even paralyzed) jaw, this is what I get in return? Whatever happened to 'fighting for a good cause'? "Dad, I'm sorry but I had to do it. Mido was about to beat Colin up. I couldn't just stand by and watch!" I argue.

"Don't argue with me, Zelda. I know you're a good person, and a good student, but just because you're my daughter doesn't mean that I'm going to let you get away with what you've done. You need to understand that." Dad says.

"Hey I did the right thing and you know it. Since when is standing up to a bully a crime?" I reply, affronted. "All I want is that Mido get punished too. He was the one picking on Colin." I throw my hand up helplessly. "Come on Dad, you're the PRINCIPAL. You need to act like one!"

"And I am." Dad stands up and walks over to me. "Mido has already been informed that after getting your pie job cleaned off his face by Nurse Pergie, he will be heading straight to Room 218 for detention. Bullying is an infraction of the Discipline Code, but so is fighting. So you'll have to serve detention with him."

I stifle a groan. This is so unfair. Mido is the tool here; if anything, I deserve to be blessed by the goddesses for putting him in his place! "All right." I say, trying to cover up my disappointment at having to miss my fencing class at three thirty. Yes, Link is in that class with me too.

"I'm sorry, but that's the way it is."

Yeah, yeah I know. Whatever.

Just before I open the door to exit the principal's office, I hear some voices nearby. One is Link's.

"What about my fencing class today?" He is saying.

"You don't have to worry about that," Auru Cannon, the vice principal is saying. "Mikau isn't available, so you're the detention officer for today."

"Okay, and it's the three thirty shift, right?"

Glory Hallelujah.

"Zelda! You are such an idiot! Things between you and Link are looking bad already! First you messed up and wouldn't ask him out during Theology, then you messed up again and wouldn't ask him out during lunch, and you just had your chance during Fencing! Then, you got into a fight and now you have detention! All is lost!" Malon rambles angrily, as we stand by my locker.

Ilia, Anju, and Saria stand with her shaking their heads sadly.

"All right would you screw these crazy ideas and listen to me?! All is NOT lost!" I yell in frustration.

"And how?"

"Even though I have detention, so does Link."

"Link?" Ilia asks, surprised. "What did he do? Did he beat Mido up for picking on you?"

I facepalm. Again with the damn romance theories. "No he didn't. Mikau is usually the detention officer at my time. But since he won't be free then, Link is taking over his shift."

Comprehension dawns on my friends' faces and they begin to smile. "That is awesome!"

Malon giggles. "I didn't know Link was a detention officer!"

"Even though he's new here, he's still a senior. So he can apply."

"But how'll you make your move when you're under high supervision, and have to do school work?" Ilia asks.

"Oh don't worry." Anju laughs. "Did you see his face during the fight? He was definitely on Zelda's side, so he'll let her off."

"Plus," I smirk. "I'm allowed to ask detention officers for help, remember? Link will be sitting at his desk the whole time. And to see how to do the problem while he helps me, don't I have to bend over?"

"Ooh Zelda, you're such a devil!"

"Now I expect you all to be on your best behavior at this time. This is detention, not camp." I sit back in my chair in front of my open Anatomy textbook and wish for the hundredth time that this teacher would just shut up and leave, so I can get to work.

Thankfully, he leaves and shuts the door behind him after Link follows him in. Mido, who is sitting at a neighboring table cat whistles at me before shooting a spitball in my direction. Link quickly blocks the spitball from my face with a sheet of paper, and then walks up to Mido's desk.

"What's your problem?" He demands.

Mido smirks at Link as he looks him up and down. "Problem? It's four feet tall and smells like hay."

Link's expression hardens and for a second, it looks like there's going to be a second fight at Ordon High today, but instead, "Do I look like I care? At least I didn't get my ass handed to me by someone half my size."

Before Mido can rebut and escalate the tension, another detention officer walks into the room, and Link heads over to his desk to talk with him. I try to hear what they're saying, but their whispers are too soft.

A few minutes later, Mido leaves the room with Kafei. Once they're gone, I turn to Link.

"What was that all about?" I ask.

Link shrugs. "Nothing big. Mido's just gonna serve detention in another room. Not that I know why . . ."

At that moment, I feel a vibration in my side. I glance down and notice on my cell phone that I have a new text message. It says:

I just paid Kafei to work an shift as a detention officer for Mido today.

Now u can ask Link out! Good luck!

Malon

Oh, hats off to my loyal friends! Now's the time to-

"What's so funny?"

I snap out of my triumphant reverie and look up at Link's questioning gaze as he stands next to my desk. "What? Oh . . . I- wait!" I try to hide my cell phone, but Link manages to grab it from me.

Great . . .

My face heats up as he reads the text message on the screen and starts laughing. "Oh now it all makes sense." Smirking, he holds up the screen for me to see. "So this is why you, the principal's daughter, got yourself in detention today."

"What? No I'm still here because of the fighting" I ball one of my fists to keep still even though I'm growing more embarrassed by the second.

"Well, I thought you'd at least try using your dad as a loop hole to get out of trouble."

"Well maybe you don't know that my dad doesn't play favorites like that."

"Fair enough." He kneels to the floor, puts a hand on my desk, and studies my face. "Although if you ask me, I think you wanted to get in trouble."

"Oh come on."

"How long did you know that I was a detention officer?"

Dear Farore, how can I tell Link that I intentionally overheard his conversation with Professor Cannon? Now I'm in a fix. "Um . . . since I saw you walk into the room today."

"And you were just . . ." he shrugged casually. "fine with getting a detention for being the good person that you are. I'd think you'd get more upset than that."

I couldn't hold back the blush from his compliment. "I did at first but then I was fine with it."

"Because of me right?" He begins to smirk.

"Yes- no- wait- maybe." I clear my throat, puzzled by how hoarse my voice is now.

Link leans forward until our noses brush. "Zelda, you're terrible at lying."

If I wasn't so damn nervous right now, I would've sighed in exasperation. "You read the message yourself. You're trolling me right now aren't you?"

Link raises and lowers his eyebrows a couple of times, a victorious grin on his face. "Maybe." He then moves away and I nearly do a double take.

"Seriously Link. If you don't stop beating around the bush, you'll end up with a black eye and I'll end up in Friday night school."

He whistles. "Jeez, no wonder Ganondorf's so threatened by you."

"Wait, he's afr-"

In a sudden flash of movement, I feel his hands cup my face and before I know it soft lips are on mine. I feel an intense warmth in my chest that spreads when he deepens the kiss. At this point, I've forgotten what I was going to say or what we were even talking about earlier. I'm barely aware of the loud ringing going off in my pocket, not that I have any reason to care. Link smiles slyly against my mouth before parting. We gaze at each other silently until he breaks the silence.

"Detention's over."

". . . Okay . . ."

"Aren't you gonna get that?"

"Wha-?" I shake myself, trying to quell this ridiculous shyness I'm feeling from seeing his relaxed grin. "Oh that. It can wait."

Link laughs and pretends to open it to answer. "Okay then. Let's see how Mr. Royal will react when I call him and tell him what we just did."

I squeak, a trait very unlike me, and grab the phone from him. "Idiot! Boyfriend or not, you will NOT get me into trouble."

Link raises his eyebrow, his smirk is replaced by a genuine smile. "Boyfriend? Does that mean I made the right move?"

"For what?"

"You know what."

"Maybe."

"Yes or no?"

I groan. "YES. Now shut up and let me tell Malon the good news."