Authors note: Big thanks to Crimson-luma for adding me to their story alert, and Manx Link for the favorite. Don't be afraid to review.

Disclaimers: I do not own any Zelda characters.

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As I walked down the somewhat icy sidewalk, I took deep breaths of cold winter air, letting it fill my lungs and exhaling it slowly to watch the little clouds of vapor expand and disappear. I decided instead of waiting at the corner for Kelsey for another twenty or so minute, I would just go to her house and tell her about the events of my early morning. Making my way to her home, I almost slipped twice on some invisible patches of ice and saw some other of my high school peers leaving their homes. Each one of them shot me glares and kept walking on with a hastened pace. I simply ignored them and reached Kelsey's front door.

I knocked instead of ringing the door bell, because I was afraid of waking her father. In the morning, her father resembled a very grumpy grizzly bear that would roar on and on until he had some breakfast. Kelsey's younger sister, Lainie, answered the door.

"Oh, hi Sheik." The peppy brunette stiffened a little at the sight of me.

"Good morning, Lainie. Your sister's still here, isn't she?" I asked kindly, trying to get her to relax by smiling a little.

"Uh, yeah, but she's in her room." She moved out of the doorway so I could step inside. I set my bag down next to the entrance of the hallway and turned back around to face the cheerleader.

"I guess I'll just knock on her door." I made my way to the end of the hallway and knocked on Kelsey's door.

I heard a groan on the other side. "What?"

"Three weeks 'till Winter Break," I said cheerily.

The door swung open and a whoosh of warm air brushed my face as Kelsey jumped to hug me. "Sheik!! You're here so early! You never come to my house in the morning!"

"Well, today is a special, or in my case, an annoying occasion," I said as I returned her big hug. I felt a slight heat radiate off of her dark brown straightened hair, and could smell the apple and lily lotion on her skin.

"Kelsey!!" I heard her sister yell in absolute horror. "Put on some clothes before you talk to Sheik!!"

When Kelsey pulled away I saw that she was wearing only a black lace bra with matching panties.

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She simply rolled her green eyes at Lainie and pulled me into her room, closing the door. I could still hear her sister shouting about how she needed to stop being such a "hussy" and "a whore" and going on about cervical cancer and the holiness of marriage, and etc. All I knew was that Kelsey had lost her virginity to her ex boyfriend of two years. She hadn't done a sexual thing since, so much as flirt with another guy, and that was almost eight months ago. I could still remember the conversation at the beginning of the school year of how she needed a new start, and all she could say was, "Everyone here is boring. I need adventure."

"So why is it such an annoying occasion?" She queried as she slipped on some skinny jeans.

"You don't usually wear those," I stated, putting the question away for a second.

"I'm wearing them because they can easily slip into my boots." She fastened the button and began to put a belt on. "And they won't wrinkle up."

"Hm."

"Now answer my question, good sir."

I watched her fumble through her messy closet, looking for a shirt and jacket. "My father was kanoodling this morning."

She looked at me. "That's not anything new…"

"I could hear him and his woman of the night kanoodling."

Kelsey's eyes went wide and her mouth gaped like a fish. "Really?!"

"Yes it was quite disturbing. And then while I was eating cereal downstairs, the woman came down. I proceeded to make her feel very awkward."

"What did she look like?" She asked as she slipped on her shirt and tugged on the ends to diminish a few wrinkles.

"She had black hair, brown eyes, her lipstick was all smeared, and she was wearing nothing but my father's button up work shirt."

"Did she have big boobies?"

"Big, fake tities."

She laughed loudly as she zipped up her jacket and adjusted the hood upon her head. While Kelsey looked for her keys, I noticed a new painting of hers. I wasn't sure if it was finished or not, because there were times where she would finish a painting, not touch it for months, and then add something new to it, or change one area of it completely. As far as my eyes could tell, it didn't need anything changed. The canvas consisted of a light haired woman, with a pale complexion. Her eyes were closed and the wind whipped through her hair, seeming to caress her skin. In the background, there were flowers everywhere, colorful and blooming.

"Is that finished?"

Kelsey looked over at me as she was retrieving her messenger bag. "I like it right now, but that might change in a few weeks. Or months." She walked over to me and patted me on the head like a child. "School awaits us, deary!"

I simply rolled my red eyes and followed her out of the room. As we approached my bag, I lifted it up to swing it onto my shoulder. I could hear Lainie in the kitchen, telling Kelsey's mother about what had happened.

"Looks like you're going to have a talking to when you get home tonight."

"I wouldn't be surprised," Kelsey said as she opened the front door to leave. "Let's disappear like ninja's!" She proceeded to jump down the two steps of her porch. When her feet hit the concrete path, she slipped on some ice and fell on her arse.

I couldn't help but laugh as I rushed carefully toward her to help her up. "That wasn't very sneaky," I chuckled.

She rubbed her bottom and said through clenched teeth, "About as sneaky as a retarded, midget, ninja kitten."

"Do what?" I laughed at the absurdity of the analogy.

"Oh forget it! Let's go!" She began to walk to sidewalk as I followed suit, holding my ribs at the hilarity at what had just transpired.

The rest of the walk to school, we talked about the paper due in English this coming Friday, and if either one of us had finished it. I had the paper finished the day after it was assigned, while Kelsey didn't even have a summary ready. I continued to tease her until we were outside the school doors, and a new face caught the attention of my eye.

His body was well built, and he wore a good pair of light denim jeans, with a leather jacket and a green shirt underneath. He was exceptionally tall, with golden blonde hair that was pulled back into a small, low pony tail. He had perfect angular, masculine features, and his sky blue eyes—

He was staring at me.

I quickly turned away and felt my face flush a deep red.

Kelsey stopped talking about the coming Winter Break plans we had, and looked the direction I had previously been looking before. A quirky smile spread her face as she lightly pushed me inside the school.

"Well, well," she began in a teasing voice. "That was one good looking guy."

I stayed silent and just nodded my head. I could still feel the blood collecting in my cheeks. Did it suddenly get too hot?

She began to giggle like a small child and linked her arm with mine. "I haven't seen him before, have you?"

I shook my head.

The way I answered only made her giggle more. "You are so adorable when you have a crush."

"I don't even know the guy!" I retorted, my eyes going wide at her statement.

"Oh, c'mon. I saw you giving googly eyes to mister tall, light, and handsome out there. Not that I blame you, because that is what I call a man!"

I shook my head in disbelief at her words. Yet, my heart was pounding like a rabbits in my chest, and I could feel the faint flutter of butterflies in my stomach. There was just something about mister tall, light, and handsome that just set my nerves on fire and made me forget about the existence of reality for a few short seconds.

The first bell awoke me from my thoughts, letting everyone know that it was 7:45, and class would start in five minutes.

"Ugh, I've gotta run. My math teacher said that if I'm tardy one more time, I would get three hours of detention." We gave each other a quick hug and then went our separate ways.

I walked silently through the halls of students and slamming lockers. My skin prickled as always since every person in the high school stared at me, knowing who I was and what my father did. Harsh whispers spread like wild fire from clique to clique, girls gasping and boys making condescending noises directed towards me. I simply ignored everything, like I did since my freshmen year, and just made my way to Art class.