Chapter 1:

I sighed as my alarm went off, the buzzing jerking me from the peaceful realm of sleep. I reached over and slapped the doze button, putting my face in the pillow and falling back asleep.

Nine minutes later it was going off again, and before I could hit the doze button again, I heard a yell from downstairs.

"LINK! WAKE UP IT'S TIME FOR SCHOOL!"

"Sonuva…" I rolled over and stared at myself in the mirror on my closet. My hair was all over the place, sticking up in some places and matted down on my head in others. I quickly ran into the bathroom and took a shower, doing my morning routine of brushing my teeth, etc.

After my shower I walked back into my room, my brother Chain entering the bathroom after I left.

Chain looks exactly like I do, as we're identical twins. When we grew older he got sick of people confusing me with him, so he died his hair black. Hey, whatever works for him I guess.

Hearing the water turn on in the bathroom, I kicked the door shut behind me and threw the towel around my waist to the floor. I pulled some clothes on that were sitting in the heap of "clean clothes" I had left on the floor, and began the inevitable search for my phone, and just about everything else.

"Where the hell is it?" I asked nobody in particular, throwing clothes around in search of my wallet. See, this is why the "clean clothes" were in quotes. Every morning I throw the clothes on my floor around, so I never really remember if they're dirty or not.

No wonder you can't get a girlfriend.

I winced as my… what the hell would you call it? Inner monologue? Brought that little revelation to my mind. But I ignored it and continued searching until…

Aha! Success!

Joy, the one success of your entire life, finding your fucking wallet.

I ignored the sarcastic remark, and stepped out of my room with my hoodie slung over my shoulder, nearly running into Chain as he stepped out of the shower.

"Mornin'," I said, giving him a quick glance before walking downstairs after hearing his grunt in reply. He never was a morning person. I wasn't either, but he was grumpier than I was.

As I stepped off the landing and onto the ground floor, I was greeted with the sight of my dad sitting at the table, reading the newspaper and eating a bowl of cereal.

"Morning Link!" He said cheerfully, giving me this cheesy smile. I rolled my eyes in response and he chuckled.

"Where's your brother?" He asked, looking down the hallway I had just appeared from.

"Probably getting dressed, since public indecency is still a crime, unfortunately."

"Too bad you didn't know that when you were younger," he retorted, chuckling. I grinned and poured myself a bowl of Fruit Loops, added Milk, and then dug in.

A few minutes later Chain walked in, running a hand through his hair so that it fell in it's natural place. He messed up my hair as he passed by, which earned him a sigh from me. He kept thinking he was the big brother, because he was born first.

Three, stinking, minutes.

Hey, is it possible to switch people? Your br-

'Shuddup.'

After breakfast my mom reappeared from her office. She owned a gym therefore she had to have some space to do all her paperwork and other sorts of crap.

"Morning boys." She said, smiling. Chain and I both grunted in reply, to engrossed in our food to really care. We rapidly finished eating before Mom forced some sort of fruit or other disgusting "health food" into our hands. Quickly grabbing my backpack and slinging it over my shoulder, I walked over to the door and slipped my shoes on. Chain was right behind me, pulling his hoodie on and his boots. I grabbed the keys and grinned at him, dangling them in front of his face.

"My turn to drive."

Chain shook his head, "Please, I'd like to get there in one piece."

I second that!

"Exactly why I should drive." I said, pointedly ignoring… me?

He shook his head and opened the door, heading out to our car. We both had paid for half of it, so we alternated driving to school and whatnot. Hell, we even devised a way to split gas money as well.

Fifteen minutes later we arrived at school, and pulled into the parking spot we normally occupied a block away at a friends house. Like clockwork, as I shut off the car and as I stepped out, our friend stepped out of his house.

"Hey Darunia," I said as he walked up to us, he shook his light blonde hair out of his eyes and nodded at me.

"How's your morning going?"

I shrugged as Chain tossed me my backpack, "Could be worse, managed to avoid Mom's food of the day. I swear, I threw yesterday's down the road and it bounced."

He chuckled and started walking, after a few seconds I was hit by a sudden realization.

"Darunia," I said as he walked past me.

He stopped and turned towards me, "Yeah?"

"Has anyone ever told you, you walk exactly like Shaggy from Scooby Doo?"

What? What the fuck? Have you gone brain dead?

'You do realize that if I were brain dead, you wouldn't exist?'

Ohh yeah. Link 1, other Link, -1.

Chain and Darunia both stared at me, I shrugged. "What? He does!"

Chain shook his head, "You're outta your mind man." He turned around and started walking away, and I quickly caught up.

"Whatever you say Chain, but I know what it looks like."

After walking a couple blocks to the front lawn of the school, I stopped at the main lane of the school, searching for some friends to hang out with. Unfortunately, I couldn't find very many. So I turned to Chain and Darunia, and offered to hang out with them. They shrugged a yeah and we went off to the building the three of us shared for a first period class.

While Darunia and I were good friends, we both found that he got along better with Chain. Not that we fought, they just got along better. Therefore occasionally I would have to go out on my own.

Naturally that sucked. I wasn't popular, not by a long stretch. People knew my name, but that was it. There were always the people that tried to pick on me, mainly the jocks, there were people I got along with, people I avoided, and the people who were my friends. My friends were a major minority.

Heh, major minority. Paradox, no?

Oh god, you're a fucking moron. Seriously, can I please switch with your brother? Please?

'Oh go die in a fire.'

"So how did your parent's react to you being out till 1:30 last night?" Chain asked Darunia, who chuckled.

"Meh, they were more afraid of what I had gotten while at the concert. When I showed them the shirt they nearly had a fit. How about yours?"

Chain grinned, as did I. Our parents thought we had been at Darunia's and that we were getting home at midnight. Fortunately our parents went to bed at eleven every night so it was easy to sneak in through my window.

"Easy, they had no idea we had even gotten home late."

Unfortunately, before any further disobeying of our parents could take place, the bell rang for us to head to class. We each grabbed our backpacks, and went our separate ways.

Woohoo! First period, English.

Not.

I sat there as my teacher droned on about writing and how to properly space the paragraphs when inserting dialogue. Eventually I think we broke out into groups and were doing some activity which involved the receiving of candy for a right question.

Eventually, I fell asleep, only waking up to answer a question before attempting to fall back asleep.

"What the fuck?" Mido, one of the aforementioned people I try to avoid, hissed from across the room, "The faggot's asleep and he gets the answer perfectly?"

Sorry fuckstick, just because half of our brains didn't get knocked loose when our dumbshit parents dropped us on our heads, doesn't mean we're as much of a retard as you.

'Woah… That was kinda harsh… And yet, at the same time epic. I can't believe you actually stood up for me.'

Hey, don't get any id-

'Seriously, that was really nice dude. Thank you.'

I-What the, I do something nice and you turn on gay on me? Jesus chris-

Back to reality…

I ignored Mido, like I usually do. Most of Ganon's so called 'gang' were on the football team, and starting a fight would only mean that they would gang up on me later, since they seemed to be afraid to take anyone on one-on-one.

Then the guy who sat next to me, the one everybody refused to associate with entirely because of his lack of hygiene started laughing. Or at least, I think it was laughing. It sounded like someone was stabbing a walrus.

I stared at him as if he were crazy. Which I think he possibly might have been. Seeing me look, he stopped laughing and sneered. "What, faggot?"

Normally, I try not to be an asshole, but at times I find I'll make an exception.

I glared at him, "Listen Frodo," Oh god the look on his face felt good, "I have a question."

"What?" He sneered again, pushing his glasses up his pimply nose.

"When was the last time you washed your hair? Does that grease helmet of yours give you extra hit points or something? I hate to break it to you, but that +5 defense only works in Dungeons and Dragons."

Ba-zing! Damn! Where did that come from?

'It comes to me sometimes.'

Eventually the bell rang, and as I got up to leave my teacher intercepted me.

"Sit down for a second Link."

I sighed, and sat back down into my seat.

"This is the tenth time this month you've fallen asleep in my class. That's ten times too many. Are you getting enough sleep at home?"

I nodded, I would have told him that I was bored out of my mind in his class, but I just didn't feel like crushing another human soul today.

"Okay well, I'm going to call your parents and tell them."

I sighed, all I needed was my parents nagging me about sleep, even though I got plenty.

Sure, if several hours spent watching porn counts as sleep.

I stood up, trying mightily to ignore my inner-self and nodded to my teacher. So much for a good start to the day.

I walked down the hallway, heading towards my second period class while trying not to attract much attention. Unfortunately in a hallway that's literally packed with kids, you get bumped and jostled, and of course, who did I get pushed into?

Ganon, no less.

He pushed me back, and I stumbled. Before I fell someone caught me, and I was about to thank them when I saw who it was.

Mido.

Oh this just wasn't my day.

"So, think you're smarter than us fag?" He asked, hoisting me to my feet.

"What makes you think that?" I said calmly, really hoping I could get through the day without starting some shit.

"How about that bullshit you pulled in class."

I blinked, they were giving me shit because… I made them look bad?

C',mon man, they aren't exactly known for their logical trains of thought.

"Dude, just cause the pea in your head doesn't serve to well as a brain, doesn't mean that that's the case with the rest of the world." I know, I know. I deserved what was coming next for running my big mouth like that, but I mean, come on, these guys are failing HIGH SCHOOL.

I saw Ganon's hand curl up into a fist, and I braced myself for what was coming. Quickly Mido grabbed my arms and held them behind me.

Naturally, I struggled, but the behemoth that was Mido had too much of a grip on me. Resigning myself to my fate, I braced myself for the Mack truck that was heading for my nose.

I felt the impact on my nose, and immediately stars exploded behind my eyes. Mido let go of me as blood started running down my nose. I looked up through blurred eyes and saw the two high-five and start walking away.

"Fuck," I said, pinching my nose to stop the blood flow. I picked up my dropped backpack, and started heading for the bathroom, when a hand was placed on my shoulder. I turned around and came face to face with Saria.

"Great," I muttered, Saria wasn't a bad person, she was my best friend in fact. I just didn't want her to see me like this.

"Let's get you to the nurses," She said, and I shook my head.

"No, I'll be fine." God I sounded like a retard, the stupid blood clogging my nose making me sound like Urkel.

When have you not sounded like a retard?

'Dude… the hell? You really gotta kick a man while he's down?'

Unfortunately, Saria never takes no for an answer, and she grabbed a firm hold of my wrist and half-dragged me into the nurse's office, who quickly stuffed paper towel up my nose. So I spent the next hour in the nurse's office with Saria while the nurse made phone calls to my parents.

Suddenly she walked in with the phone in her hand, "Your parents want to talk to you."

My shoulders sagged. Just what I needed, even more garbage.

"Hello?"

"Hey Link," Good, it was Dad.

"Hey Dad, What's up?"

"Well, I just got a call from your English teacher, about you sleeping in class, and then I got another call about you fighting at school."

My eyes widened.

"Fighting?" I spluttered, the bloody tissue falling out of my nose to land with a sick sort of 'splat' on the floor, "Who the hell said I was fighting?"

"The principal, apparently you walked into the nurse's office with a bloody nose."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I was fighting."

"Talk to the principal about that. Right now I'm on my way, you're apparently going to be suspended for two days."

My eyes lit up with fury. I'm getting suspended? Because I got punched in the nose?

"I'm going to talk to the principal, see ya." I turned off the phone and walked out of the nurse's office and down to the administration office. Where I quickly asked if I could talk to the principal. They knocked on the door and asked, and then let me in.

"Sit down Link," she said, gesturing to a chair next to the table. I leaned against the door, "I'll stand, thanks."

She looked as if she was going to demand I sit, but decided it was better to just let me stand.

"I'm assuming you heard from your father?"

"Yeah," I said coldly, I was still royally pissed that I was getting suspended, especially by this dumb…

Don't do it… not worth it man.

"Do you know why you're being suspended?"

I looked up in mock thought, "Because… I fell asleep in class?"

She gave me a flat stare, "Sarcasm will not help the situation Link. You're being suspended because of the altercation you were in after first period this morning. Two boys came and spoke with me about what happened."

"Then why am I being the one suspended?"

She sighed, "Because they claim it was you who started that fight."

I was appalled, I stared at her, open mouthed. "You think that I would go up to a fucking high school football player and just start giving him shit?"

"Link there's no reason for that kind of language."

My hands clenched into fists at my sides, and I found I actually had to fight the urge to punch something. There's no reason? There is a giant fucking reason for that language! I wanted to scream at this woman, I almost felt like flipping the table through the window.

"Your father is going to be here soon, I suggest you retrieve your stuff and wait outside for him."

Without a word, I spun around, yanked the door open and strode out of the office, got my backpack, and sat outside.

"I fucking hate this school…" I muttered, sighing in defeat. Unfortunately, due to the massive swelling in my nose, I still sounded like Urkel. After a few minutes of waiting, my Dad showed up, and I climbed in.

"So what happened?" He asked as he drove home.

"I'm sure the principal already told you," I said, letting my hair hang in front of my face.

"Yeah, though I don't really believe you would try and take on two football players."

"Yeah well… You can guess at what happened, I don't really want to talk about it."

I looked over at him, and he seemed scared, or worried. "You alright son?"

I shrugged, and wordlessly turned to look out the window.

When we got home, the first thing I did was go to the living room, where I sat and watched TV. Eventually my mom came home, and I had to go talk to her. Which I knew wasn't going to end well.

"I heard about what happened Link."

"Then why do we need this talk?"

"Because, you never would have picked a fight when you were younger. You were so nice back then; now, now I don't even recognize my own son. I didn't raise you to be like this."

I snorted, "Cause yeah, I'd pick a figh- You know what, never mind. Can I just go to my room?"

She let out a long sigh, "If you want…"

About an hour later Chain got home, and walked into my room.

"What's up?" he asked, clearing a place on my bed and sitting there.

"Don't tell me you didn't hear?"

He nodded, "Yeah, takes some cajones, taking on two football players…"

"Yeah, cause I'd do that."

He chuckled, and I did as well.

"Alright well, have fun sitting around at home, man I wish I got days off school…"

"Yeah yeah," I waved him out.

After he left I laid back on my pillow and sighed.

Two days with nothing but relaxation? I should get into fights like that more often.