Students ran into the school grounds, their hoods of their jackets up and in some cases their bags held over their heads to shield them from the down pour.
The bell went and the teenagers flocked into the different buildings, laughing about their hair getting wet and making their way to their form rooms.
Almost everyone was inside now, the last few stragglers sprinting to get indoors.
Soon, the small paved streets between the buildings of the secondary school were deserted; the only sound the heavy rain drops colliding with the ground.
The sound of bike wheels going round then a brake being slammed on joined the chorus of the typical school morning. An orange bike with a white seat and handles slipped neatly into one of the bike racks against the wall of the maths block. A boy jumped off the bike, scooping his brown shoulder bag back over his shoulders and fastening a chain lock around the front wheel and rack. He patted the saddle and set off at a run, holding his long green hood of the hoodie under his blazer over his head so that it wouldn't blow off.
His brown shoes and the bottom of his black school trousers splashed through the puddles as he sprinted to the big building in the north of the school grounds. The boy finally made it to the sandy coloured, long and linear building and slammed into the side door, pulling it roughly open and setting off again down the corridor beyond. He turned off to the right and pushed against the door of his form room. The heavy door creaked open and the form inside fell silent as the student emerged shyly into the room.
"Uh…" He cleared his throat and his form tutor looked round at him, "Sorry I'm late, Mr. Deku."
The semi-old man with frizzy brown hair and a moustache shook his head, "That is the third time this week and it is Wednesday."
"I'm sorry, sir." The boy replied after giving a burly boy with a red pompadour a glare when he started to point at him and snigger, "I-I guess I just slept in."
"Hmph." Mr. Deku bowed his head slightly, "One more time and I am afraid that it will have to be a detention."
"Yes, sir." He looked down at his feet and walked over to the tables to find a spare seat. The only one was next to his best friend, Vio.
"Hey." Vio said, not looking up from the book he was reading, pushing his square, simple glasses up his nose as his friend sat down.
"Hey." He took off his hood, revealing his scruffy, shoulder length, dirty blonde hair as the register started to be called out. He looked at his friend through bright blue eyes, smiling slightly.
Vio looked weirdly like his best friend, somehow. He was one of quadruplets and had light blonde hair and blue eyes, which were always rimmed by the black edges of his glasses. He was the genius of their group, the top of almost every class.
The green clad boy then looked around at the rest of his table, which consisted of the rest of his friends which were in his form.
There was Red, the excitable, innocent and sometimes quite dim one, but always a loyal and brilliant friend; his best friend aside from Vio. He was also one of the quadruplets, so almost looked exactly the same as Vio, the most prominent difference being the size of their eyes. Next to him was sat Saria, the pretty and funny one of the gang, her dark brown, short bob with green highlights framing a rosy face, her eyes as green as the highlights.
"Malon?" Mr. Deku called out.
"Yes!" A girl with long red hair said happily.
"Groose?"
"Yes!" The boy with the pompadour said.
"Vio?"
"Yes, sir." Vio said, still not looking up from his book.
"Red?"
"Yep!" Red said bouncily.
"And Link?"
"Yes, sir."
"Please take the hoodie off when you're in class, Link." The teacher grunted.
Link nodded and took off his green hoodie, accidently hitting Vio in the face with his hand, "Oops." He winced as Vio recoiled a bit, "Sorry."
"It's fine." His studious friend said hurriedly. He looked at Link for the first time and tutted, "Were you up all night AGAIN?"
"How did you know?" Link bowed his head a bit to shade his eyes.
"It's obvious!" Vio sighed, "Your eyes give it away."
"Aaaw!" Saria exclaimed jokingly, "Have you been looking into his eyes?"
"Oh, shut up." Link rolled his eyes, though laughing, "Anyway," He turned back to Vio, "It doesn't matter when I'm getting to sleep."
"Of course it does! It can affect your education!"
Link ran a hand through his scruffy blonde hair; this was just typical Vio, "Well maybe I look tired because of something else."
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me, Link!" Vio slammed his book shut, grabbing the attention of most around him, seeing as that didn't happen often. He lowered his voice, "That dream AGAIN?"
"Well, yeah. You don't believe me?"
"Of course I do! It's just-" His friend looked around to check that no one was listening in then leant in closer, lowering his voice even further, "People'll think you're mad, mate! Honestly, something that… Supernatural? Most people will just look at you weirdly!"
"Thanks." Link locked his fingers together on the table in front of him, looking down.
"That's not what I think! You know that the first person to believe anything you say would be me!"
Link hesitated, then looked back up at Vio, a smile creasing his lips slightly, "I guess."
"Exactly!" Vio nodded, looking triumphant, "Anyway, what really matters is if you've got your maths homework."
"Uhhh..." Link gritted his teeth together, "Oops."
"Oh, Link." Vio rolled his eyes, opening his book up again.
"There was MATHS homework?!" Red said, panicking, "Oh no!"
"At least I'm not the only one…" Link muttered to himself as Vio started to explain the homework sheet hurriedly to them.
"Honestly, guys!" Vio huffed, "This is your third day in year nine and you're already forgetting homeworks!"
"I'm sorry. I'm just not the homework type!" Link sniggered.
"Well, welcome to Hyrule Secondary, mate!"