Rooftop Lunches

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The first day of school was always painful. It's a day where you encounter people you despise, your old crush, and that friend that you don't remember the name of. But to Zelda, it was a hell. People judged her body the most, she'd be remembered as the chubby freak of class 1-A and the geek that sat in the front row with her limited edition Legend of Hilda DS during lunch. She hated school. She hated the people in it and the way her body made her ashamed. She wasn't fat or anything. 150 pounds wasn't so bad, she was just more meaty. The average weight for young women in Hyrule was 130 pounds. Zelda was 20 pounds too many. Her self-esteem drops as years go by, and food suddenly gets to be... disgusting. She hated her body. Her small bust, thick arms, fat legs, and even the way her hair looked on her. The way she wears baggy t-shirts, her size 10 jeans, and her underwear that made a small muffin top. Every year, the girls around her always seemed to be getting prettier, like elegant swans. She however only stayed the ugly duckling.

This year was going to be double the pain. She was struck with the unfortunate luck of being a genius dork and got switched over to the smartest class of her grade. The one filled with the most snobby or overly beautiful students. Her boring, straight blond hair wasn't anything compared with the wavy, brown hair most girls had with their hair in braids or luscious locks put up in elegant buns. Her hair tended to get puffy and looked like wet noodles when she conditioned it, due to it being so thick and long. Her eyes were considered to be a boring shade of blue while some had greens or even honey colored orbs. Her nose was average. Her eyebrows weren't to thick or thin, and her overall beauty was nothing but horrifying. She hated herself.

Zelda sat down in her usual front seat, a new DS with Animal Crossing symbols decorating the slick surface and green buttons to match the iconic leaf. Upon opening it, she felt a cold sensation running down her back. Illia had put ice down her shirt. Zelda ignored the ice and continued to win her case against Von Karma. She would definitely win, just not against her real battles. She nudged the rim of her glasses so they stood properly on her nose and fixed her posture. She'd look a bit thinner after all.

"Look, she's a it again!"

"She realizes she's still clearly a fat bitch."

"Gosh, is she gaining more weight? Maybe she should pick up that salad and replace it with her fast-food. She's so disgusting."

Those were all the things she'd heard all day. In the hallways, in the bathroom, even during class. There was no escaping it. By the end of the day, she'd be alone doing chores in her small apartment and caring for her cat. By the end of the day, the pain would diminish into nothing and her 'fat image' wouldn't be so fat anymore. But in reality, she'd have no one to talk to, no one to cry to, and nobody to care for her. It really wasn't as painless as she thought it would be. Maybe the following day, she'd meet a wonderful person who actually gives a shit or two about real friendship. That however was highly unlikely.

The following morning wasn't any different. Zelda woke herself up, dressed in a limited edition of Legend of Hilda sweater, skipped breakfast, and walked to school. Getting to school though, she noticed something was clearly off. All the attention that her body got on a regular basis was suddenly not present. She smiled slightly and walked down the hallways with ease and confidence. Of course, upon entering her classroom, all the other student's attention was once again directed to her and her stomach.

"See Link? That's her! She's the fat one." Illia was clearly talking about her.

Zelda shifted into a slouched position as she headed towards her seat. She heard his laugh echo into her ears.

"Illia, she's not fat! She's just ugly." another stated.

"She ain't looking fat 'cause she's been avoiding all foods lately. Not gonna change her ugly ass face!"

Zelda ignored them. At this point, everyone was either busy teasing her or surrounding this 'Link'. Her head was down, her eyes looking at her shoes. Her eyes almost watered for a moment, before she wiped her eyes swiftly and pulled out her beloved DS.

"What is that?" his voice called.

Not knowing who had questioned her, Zelda's head stayed in it's current position and her ears tuned out the person's voice.

"Fat ass, he's talking to you." Illia pulled a strand of Zelda's locks, making her turn around and look at the owner's voice. It was Link's.

"What are holding? I'm pretty sure my younger sister had one of those." he stated, grinning geniunely.

"Oh that? That's about all she does. It's so lame!" one male student claimed.

Zelda reddened quickly and looked at him, eyes widening in embarrassment.

"But what they called... Do they still make them? Game-something?" Link still curiously looked down to her hands. What was this? Why was he not shaming her like the others?

"Bitch, speak up!" Monica demanded. Zelda jumped a little.

"So, what are those? I remember my sister was all about those up until hers got ruined by our puppy." Link only went on, "Oh! DS right? Right? That's what they are!"

Zelda only reddened more and nodded. She shyly turned away and hid her little device back in her sweater pocket.

"What's her name?" Link asked.

"Zelda. Such a snobby and old name!" Illia responded

"No, it's really pretty." Link smiled, walking closer to Zelda, who once again had turned her attention back to a stubborn Edgeworth.

Hearing his footsteps, Zelda turned her head slightly and once again, pocketed her DS.

Looking closely at her, Link's cheeks flushed pink.

Zelda blinked twice, and turned her head down, forced to look at her feet.

"Join me for lunch?" Link asked, he was curious.

"Um... sorry I-"

"No seriously! Join me? I don't know anyone in class. I just moved here."

Zelda bit her lip. This guy... was weird. Maybe he didn't know he'd just made a fool of himself in front of the the whole class for talking to the overweight girl. So, Zelda took her opportunity and replied, "Okay...on the rooftop?"

"Yeah."

And so with that, Zelda had found a weird outsider friend.