Author's Note:

Ta da! Here is another Zelda/Link fanfic for all you glorious shippers out there! (I'm one too!) This is set in the modern world and is based on many things. Its part of a few teen movies I've seen, a little bit of A Walk To Remember by the previews I caught, and events from my real life (The Zelda character isn't me! I'm not unfashionable lol but I do love dance).

I use some coarse language in this fic as well (i.e. retard, dumbass, bitch). This is why I rated this fic PG-13. Though I am using words typically part of any teen's vocabulary, in now way do I mean to make derogatory remarks about the mentally challenged, homosexuals, or anyone else. If these words offend you then please do not read this story.

Disclaimer:

I do not own any of these characters. The movie A Walk To Remember isn't mine either... So don't sue!

Please read ~ review ~ enjoy!


You Could Never Feel This Way

By Jasmine

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Chapter One: New Places, New Faces


Link sat with his crew of preps at a cafeteria table, laughing and chattering teens all around. The sunlight streaming in through the large Plexiglas windows caught in his shaggy flaxen hair and his crisp, intense blue eyes shone with honesty and clarity. His features were handsome and tan, from many days out under the sun playing football. A letterman's jacket covered his muscular build and broad shoulders. He was the God of Hyrule High... and he knew it.

Mido sat to his left, telling another one of his bragging stories in an attempt to impress his pretty girlfriend and Link's best friend, Saria. His pale face was littered with freckles and his light brown hair flopped over his brow. "... So coach told me that I gotta be off my ankle for a month before I can play again. I told him it was only a sprain, but I have to admit it hurts like Hell," Mido said with his best wounded-puppy look on his goofy yet oddly adorable face.

Saria looked sympathetic at her boyfriend and pouted her lips. Her straight, dark emerald, shoulder length hair shimmered in the light and she inquired in a soothing voice, "Awww I'm so sorry, honey. Is there anything I can do?"

The young, brash young man grinned ridiculously from ear to ear and trumpeted slyly, "Well a kiss might help..."

The green haired girl flushed slightly and giggled. "Anything to take away my poor baby's suffering, I guess," Saria said and leaned in to kiss him softly upon the lips.

Link rolled his eyes and turned to Malon sitting to his right. "They're at it again," he sighed.

The beautiful red head grimaced and snorted, "O great. Won't they ever give it a rest?" Her long crimson hair fell down her shoulders in bouncy locks and framed her pale, heart-shaped face. Brown eyes glimmered under a pair of mascara-coated lashes and she wore a trendy, creamy cowl neck sweater and a plaid skirt with knee high black boots. Malon was voluptuous, with curves other girls could only dream about.

The blond haired young man had had a crush on Malon ever since he laid eyes on her in eighth grade. Her pretty looks and popularity had attracted him to her; everyone thought they would make a perfect couple. The God and Goddess of Hyrule High. "Yea, I dunno. They gotta come up for air sometime right?" Link joked and took a bite out of his sandwich.

Malon didn't seem to think it was very funny, not that she ever thought any of his jokes were particularly funny anyway. "Ya," she responded distractedly, picking through her salad. "Ewww! There is a piece of ham in my salad! I can't eat this now! I precisely chose the Garden; I mean, if I wanted meat on it I would have taken the Chief's salad. Jeeze," she whined, crinkling up her high nose and pushing away her salad disgustedly.

Link shrugged and responded, "So what's the big deal? Just take the ham out."

Ruto was sitting beside Malon and gave him an annoyed look. "Link, you retard. That's not the point; the staff at this school are so unqualified! My daddy isn't paying a $11,500 tuition just so they can screw up on our salad orders!" the girl sneered. Her short blue hair was held back in a neat bun and she wore frayed leather pants and a crimson sweater over her petite body with spiked heels – the entire designer outfit probably cost a small fortune. Ruto was well known as the school bitch and it was wise to stay on her good side, though Link could care less.

"O I'm so sorry, *Princess*. Do you think we could get all the kitchen help fired, ya know, for messing up on the salad orders? Since its just so important," Link said sarcastically and shot her a loathing glare.

The blue haired girl narrowed her dark black eyes and seethed, "So not funny. You should stick to football, you incompetent dumbass." Her tongue was speedy in hurling out sophisticated stinging jabs and she did it well.

Malon interrupted their fighting with a load moan, "Will you two stop it! You're starting to give me a headache!" She took out her new Prada purse and began rummaging through it for some Advil to quill her pounding temples.

Saria broke apart from Mido's embrace and blushed. "I'm sorry, Malon," she apologized softly as her boyfriend still had an arm around her slip of a waist.

"That's ok, I wasn't talking to you. I meant Link and Ruto's fighting... But I've had enough of the lip locking between you and Mido too. It was starting to make my stomach flip-flop," Malon sighed before downing two Advils with a bottle of Evian.

Suddenly Mido let out a low whistle and crowed breathily, "Whoa, guys! Check out the new girl!"

Five faces turned towards the cafeteria doors to see Hyrule High's principal, Mr. Rauru, ushering in a young woman. Long straight blonde hair tumbled down her shoulders and she wore a peach cardigan over a simple, short floral dress adorning her tall, slender frame - not very fashionable at all. Her pale blue eyes shone with a genuine nervous excitement and her perfect features were aglow with a beautiful radiant smile.

"Who is that? By the looks of it, our new janitor," snickered Ruto cruelly as she eyed the girl.

Saria glanced at Ruto and gave her a disapproving look. "Her name's Zelda, she just moved into town... I think she looks nice," the young woman said compassionately and to the disagreement of her friends.

Malon scrunched up her nose and exclaimed in disapproval, "O please! Where does she buy here clothes, the flea market?"

Mido chortled loudly in a sudden outburst, "She's hot!" This gained him an elbow from his girlfriend and turned both Ruto and Malon green with envy.

The pretty red head turned to Link and asked, "What do you think, Link?" She noticed he was being awfully quiet, just staring at the new girl as if hypnotized by her.

Really Link found himself captivated by this Zelda girl; not just by her beauty... but there was something else. Something different about her, she seemed so honest and real. Instantly he felt like he was unable to take his eyes off her as she gave a genuine, brilliant smile and her long golden hair swayed with her movements.

"Uh Link? Hello? Did you hear me?!" Malon shouted, shocked that Link had actually seemed to ignore her. The boy had been infatuated with her for as long as she had known him and always hung on her every word, the fact that just then he didn't scared Malon more than she thought it would.

The young football quarterback snapped out of his thoughts and mumbled, "O yea sorry. I don't know... She seems different."

Malon glowered with jealousy and anger. The new girl began to walk down the aisle of the cafeteria and all eyes turned on her. The entire student body was entranced by Zelda, following her movements carefully. As the blonde girl passed by their table, Malon put out her foot and tripped Zelda. She fell to the ground, landing on her stomach and her book bag opened up to spew out her textbooks and notepads. The cafeteria erupted in mocking laughter and the girl's face flushed pink.

"Weirdo," the red head hissed meanly, "How'd they even allow you in here anyway? We have a dress code you know."

Zelda took a moment to lift herself up off the ground and everyone thought she might be crying. But she wasn't and she stood up straight, dusting off her dress. "The same way they let you in with that skirt on. Believe me, you *can't* pull it off," she shot back and gave the red head an icy stare.

Malon's chocolate eyes went wide and she fumed, "Why, I never..."

Link stood from his chair and said, "Here, let me help you." He went over and began to pick up her books that were splayed out on the linoleum flooring, while the rest of the school looked on in surprise, their heads filling with ideas for scandalous gossip.

The blonde shook her head and bent down as well. "No, its ok," she responded politely and began shoving things back into her white knapsack.

All of her notepads and heavy books had been picked up when Link spotted a pair of soft, pink cloth ballet shoes lying upon the floor. He took them into his hands, the lace ribbon tie fluttering in the air, and offered them to the blonde woman. "Are these yours?"

Zelda blushed and snatched the dance slippers quickly away from him before anyone else got a chance to see them. "Yes, thank you," she said quietly and met his gaze for a vanishing moment - dark blue on crystal - before turning and walking away.

Malon watched her go with anger flaring in her voice. "What a freak! Can you imagine she said that to me? Of all the nerve!" the red headed cheerleader huffed crossly.

"I know. Why did you help her pick up all her stuff, Link? She deserved to be embarrassed after the way she talked to Malon," Ruto scowled.

Link sat back down next to Malon and Mido and shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't know. I guess I just felt bad," he replied. He knew why though; he liked something about the mysterious new girl, there was something so... unusual about her.

The blue haired girl narrowed her inky eyes and her crimson painted lips were set in a frown. "Well, you shouldn't. Believe me, I can already tell its going to get much worse. That tramp doesn't know whom she's dealing with," she glowered cryptically.

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Zelda made her way down the middle of the cafeteria, scanning the crowded room for a place to sit. Needless to say, every table was full, and if it wasn't then a person would place their backpack or purse on the empty chair, giving her an unwanted gaze. The beautiful girl felt like an alien from a different planet by the way they were staring at her; even the nerds at the math club table put their textbooks and retainer cases down on vacant seats to prevent her from sitting there.

"Hey, you can sit here if you want," a kind female's voice called to Zelda and she turned to see a girl gesturing for her to sit across from her.

Zelda did so without hesitation, dropping her bag by her feet and then smiling gratefully at the girl. "Thanks," she said appreciatively.

The young woman had short, shoulder length dark red hair with braids alternating through them and sparkling light green eyes. Her skinny pale body was adorned in a baggy, hippie-chic embroidered top and jeans with a suede tie at the waist, flat brown sandals on her otherwise naked feet. "No problem. I know first hand how snobby this school can be. Just because were a private academy doesn't mean they get the right to treat people like dirt," the girl said, her small features looking disappointed with her peers.

The blonde girl tried to shift from the events of this morning into a happier mindset. "My name's Zelda," she said and stuck her hand out in a gesture of friendship.

The red headed girl smiled and shook her offered hand. "Hi Zelda. My name's Anju and this guy sitting by me is my boyfriend, Kafei," the teenage hippie said and gestured to the young man sitting to her right.

Zelda hadn't even noticed the quiet boy writing away diligently on a notepad. His chin-length dark blue hair fell before his amber eyes and he wore a similarly anti-trendy outfit of worn faded jeans and a frayed denim jacket over a black t-shirt. "Hey. Sorry if I seem rude but I have this great idea and I just can't stop writing," Kafei gazed up at Zelda briefly with a kind, preoccupied smile before turning back to scribbling away.

Zelda looked at Anju and nudged in his direction. "What's he working on?" she inquired curiously.

"A script for a movie he wants to direct starring me. He's always coming up with these great movie ideas. Our last one was featured in the Hyrule Film Festival," Anju said, proud of her boyfriend.

The blonde looked in amazement and gushed, "O awesome. I wish I had writing talent like that."

"So do I," Anju relinquished with a grin and then bit into her apple. "So where are you from, Zelda?"

Zelda hadn't brought a lunch today; she thought she'd be far too nervous to eat. Her barely-there stomach now told her she was wrong but o well. "New York City," she responded.

The red headed girl said, "I visited there once; they have a great acting and art film scene... So why did you move here to superficial, silicone Hyrule? There like two different worlds."

Zelda looked a little dejected, she missed her old home and friends who accepted her for who she was. No one was as judgmental in New York as those preppy girls had been. "It wasn't my choice. My dad just remarried and my new step-mom had a house here in Hyrule. She wanted to live here so we all had to move," she said.

"O I'm sorry," Anju responded, feeling bad for even bringing it up.

The blonde young woman tried to switch the topic, telling herself that life in Hyrule wouldn't be so bad; it would just be another page in her book of life, another obstacle to overcome. "So your into acting? Do you take the drama course here?" Zelda asked.

Anju nodded, "Yup. In fact, I have it next period."

Zelda broke into a bright smile, her high cheekbones rosy and her clear dewy blue eyes sparkling in the sun light. "Great! So do I!" she exclaimed joyously.

The red head beamed and cried between mouthfuls of apple, "Cool! We can sit together then."

Suddenly the bell rang and students rose nosily from their chairs. Zelda followed Anju out of the cafeteria and down to the drama room in wing B of the school.

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Closing Notes:

So that's it for Chapter One of my new fic! What do you think of it so far? I'm dying to find out!!! I know this was short but there is much, much more on the way. Thanks for reading! Chow! ^_^