Chapter one – Here we go
Note: The name of the school is Fukurou High. Yeah.. Spur-o-the-moment-fic based on a suggestion. xD
Short short SHORT chapter by the way. Bleh.
And yes, I know it should be Desu ka :P
(And sorry for any mistakes. This is my first time writing in present-tense.)
A young, teenaged girl walks the crowed halls, her books held close to her chest, which thumps with a curiously loud sound. People stare at the blonde haired and blue eyed wonder. Her shape is perfect and her face is virtually flawless. She has slender legs and arms. She is pale from being indoors most of the time, except for the blush that spreads across her face like a rash.
Her dark green backpack is slung over her left arm in a rush to get to school on time. She picks up the pace, making her dark turquoise skirt flutter. She doesn't know the way around the high school. She's nervous about the whole thing. It was all a horrible idea.
The ocean of people begins to part as she spots a glass door; she spies a secretary inside.
"The office at last…"
She pushes the door open and steps in.
The clock on the wall reads 7:55am. Her first class starts in just five minutes!
She turns to her left at the sound of a firm, but not demanding voice.
"Yes, can I help you?" a middle-aged woman at the front desk asks her.
"Uh, um, yes… I… I'm looking for my classroom." The disoriented girl says.
She fumbles through her backpack for a moment before pulling out a bright orange sheet.
"Class… B-4?" She asks.
The woman points down the hall the girl had just come from. "Right down that hall. Take a left and then a right. Second class on your right."
The blonde nods. "Thank you."
She then rushes back out to find her class before the last bell rings.
She finally reaches her classroom with a minute to spare. Breathing heavily, she turns the brass handle and steps in.
"Ah, a pleasure for you to join us." The teacher says in a slightly annoyed voice.
"But I'm not late!" the girl says an a defence.
"Yes, but it's better to be early, isn't it?" the woman asks rhetorically. "Now class, we have a new student today."
All eyes were on the pale figure standing by the door.
"Please, introduce yourself." The teacher asks.
She swallows and wipes one of her sweaty palms on her skirt.
"Uhm. M-my name is Zelda." She squeaks.
"And? Go on." The lady urges.
"And… you probably know me already, so I don't have to say anything else." She rushes out.
The class giggles and snickers at her. She dashes for the nearest empty seat, which is in the third row.
"Ahem." The teacher clears her throat. "Well now, I'm Miss. Taera and I'm going to be your homeroom teacher for this year… And don't you expect any kind of "special treatment" from me, either." She added.
Zelda nodded.
"This might just be a long year..."
Whirrr. DX Yeah, it'll be much longer next chapter. Just something to start off with. Since when was I obsessed with Princess Zelda?
-Pai