Hey guys! this is my first story ever and i know you probably hear this from everyone so i'm gonna make this short and sweet: I don't own The Legend of Zelda and probably never will. But on a different note, i'll only publish more chapters if people review so... be awesome people and review!

So that's my story for today... Enjoy!

Taking Over

Good thing's come in good time. ~Wiz Khalifa

Chapter 1:

"Ugh, thank the Goddesses school is out for the weekend." I said, throwing my hands up over my head over-dramatically.

Malon, who was walking next to me, smirked and shouted "PARTY AT ZELDA'S HOUSE!" Causing a lot of heads to fly up and whistles to be heard. Teenagers just loved a good party.

I have her one of my infamous death-glares before hastily yelling she was kidding.

"Why do you do that to me?" I sighed before playfully hip-bumping her. Malon, being the over competitive one, raised a brow and hip-bumped back extra hard.

"Because I can and you'll still love me in the end." She said simply.

Reaching my locker and turning the combination to open it, I looked up and spotted both Saria and Mido standing at the far end of the hallway.

"Yo my frans!" Malon yelled, making her voice deep. The two looked over before Saria smiled brightly and grabbed hold of Mido to come over.

I looked away and smiled as I saw heat come crashing into Mido's cheeks. It was adorable how much Mido liked Saria. And twice as cute that Saria was oblivious to it.

"Hi guys! What are you up to?" Saria chirped and leaned against the locker next to me.

"Oh you know, waiting for a sucky friend of mine to hurry up so we can get out of this prison." Malon said nonchalantly while checking her manicured nails. I faked a scowl before looking at Saria.

"Don't listen to that dofus, Malon's still mad Mr. Rauru gave her detention.."

"It wasn't my fault! That kid deserved it!" Malon interrupted me before turning to the two Kokiri teenagers.

"Talon is a douche and deserved a punch for what he said." Malon nearly growled and crossed her arms.

Mido, looking somewhat intrigued in this conversation now, piped up and asked "What did Talon say this time?" All the while Saria nodded and hugged her books to her small frame.

"Talon called Malon-"

"He called me a sleazy bitch dammit!" She spat at all of us.

Saria pouted and stuck her lower lip out a little, something I couldn't help see Mido staring at, before flinging herself to Malon.

"What a childish thing to say!" Saria whined all the while giving Malon one of her special Saria hugs.

Malon sighed and shook her head. "Yeah well he better be grateful I didn't break his nose, the little prick"

Saria, while flinching at the vulgar word, ignored it and pulled away from her. "Sleepover at my house tonight?" She said, looking at Malon to me and back to Malon again.

"Well your place has a lot of food so… eh why not." Malon said, shrugging.

"Zelda?" Saria said, looking at me.

"Sorry I cant, I got a big meeting tomorrow. Something about student council or something." I said rather sadly. Other than being the second highest grade senior in the school (right after Shad of course.) I also was vice-president of student council, the setter for the volleyball team, and was expected to write a full two-page essay for Anatomy that I haven't even thought about. Fungus: life in history. Oh joy.

"Huh, what a shocker." Mido said and looked away.

I put my hand on my hip, slightly annoyed. "And what's that suppose to mean?" I questioned.

"I'm just saying all you do is work Zelda, don't you have a life outside of school." Mido said rather rudely.

Goddesses is he always such a dick?

"Mido! Shut your trap nobody wants to hear you!" Malon shouted out and grabbed my arm before walking away. "Don't listen to him Zel, he just has his HEAD TO FAR UP HIS ASS!" She shouted the last part in hopes of Mido hearing. It worked.

But even as Malon was soothing my burning dignity and sticking up for my. Even as I heard Saria behind me, yelling at Mido, I still couldn't help but think Mido was right for once.

"So you really don't wanna come with me? We could eat fat foods and laugh at all of the movies Sarah Jessica Parker are in?" Malon said, stopping her car in my driveway.

I put on my best smile but shook my head. "I really want to, I do, but I cant. Sorry Mal."

She just shrugged and sighed. "Can I at least attempt a kidnap?" I laughed.

"Not this time, remember how my parents freaked out when I was gone for three days?" We both knew they were only concerned because I wasn't there to make breakfast or dinner for them for a couple days. Malon knew what I had to go through at home.

"Well it was worth a shot I guess, but I'm calling you right when you get out of that stupid meeting. Emphasis on stupid." She said, grinning.

"You better Mal. I'm holding you to that." I said before receiving a hug from Malon. Although Saria was the queen of hugs, Malon was definitely second in line.

I got out of the car and waved goodbye as Malon pulled away, beeping her horn obnoxiously all the way down the street. I laughed good-naturally to myself before fishing for my keys in my bag.

Opening my front door I received a eerie silence that I have grown all to fond of. 'Same old story' I thought to myself, letting a sigh escape my lips.

It wasn't that I hated having my house to myself, I really do love it, but it would be nice to have my parents make a surprise visit home that didn't include showering and eating. But… one could only dream.

Walking down the huge hallway, I took my shoes off at the entrance of the kitchen, or as Malon calls it 'the sparkling white monster from down under' whatever that means. Sure my house may be clean, every furniture had to be at the right angle and a crumb was not a word in my mothers dictionary. But it felt like I was out of place here, just another problem added onto my list.

Pulling my hair tie out of my pony-tail, I let my ever-flowing locks go tumbling down my back, falling like a waterfall, a dirty-blonde waterfall that is. Opening the fridge I looked for something edible to eat before giving up and started my ever ending search through the pantry.

Closing my eyes briefly, I let myself relax for a second. That moment shattered when I heard light footsteps upstairs, directly above my head.

I stood statue still 'was there someone in my house? But the door was locked! Was the windows shut? The back door?'

Unable to take being in the house anymore, I tip-toed/ran to my purse, grabbed my shoes and bolted out the door

Sitting on the large, plush seat I relaxed. 'Ah the library, were else to go when you think someone is in your house?' That's right, nowhere but the library.

Staring at the un-decorative wall, I tried to figure out what the hell I was going to do?

'Okay were to start, should I call my mom or the police?' Eventually settling on the first choice, I stood up and walked over to the cell phone area. I wasn't in the mood to get in trouble for having my phone out.

Looking at the 'What to expect when expecting: teenage edition' and grimacing, I took out my phone and slid my finger across the screen to unlock it. The first thing that popped up was a new text message.

'From a unknown number?' How odd.

Touching on the name, I stared at the screen, very confused yet at the same time made my heart jump. 'What the….'

Unknown Caller:

Keep this number, it may be of importance to you very soon.

739-437-2946

Do not call unless told to.