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"When you feel like criticizing anyone, just remember that all the people in this world haven't had all the advantages that you've had." – Nick Carraway from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald.

Chapter 3 – Boy's Team and lesbians… UNITE!

Samus finished stripping off her gym top off her head. She had pulled off the cotton white, gym top with the Super Smash Brothers symbol on the left breast of the shirt. She sighed heavily, from the tugging of the top of the gym uniform, as she fidgeted with the lock on her locker. She held her white shirt in her left hand, as her right hand still fumbled as she turned the lock to its combination in her bra. She opened her blue, gym locker door, as she hastily stuffed the shirt in. The girl's room was always neat and tidy due to the fact that the girls didn't actually participate in gym class. Though, it was going to slightly change due to Samus Aran. She was somewhat pleased in herself with what had happened in the fields today in gym class. She heavily sighed, now that all of her fun was gone. Though, it didn't stop her from being a tad bit happy with everything so far. She had been able to release her energetic self out on the soccer field, and someone had seen that. In correction though, not someone had seen her abilities, but everyone had seen her skills at soccer.

"I can't believe you did that," A voice from behind her said.

Samus immediately spun around to find herself in front of Zelda. Zelda still had an astounded look upon her face at Samus' athletic abilities. The bounty hunter couldn't help, but grin in pride. She was so thankful that Fox had tackled that forward, whatever his name was. Without that little injury, she wouldn't be able to play for the white, boy's soccer team. She felt like jumping up and down, shouting out loud cries of glee. Never, in her life, did she expect this one the first day of school! Surely, she had hoped that Mr. Jackson would consider her to play on the boy's soccer team... Someday. But not today! Samus could barely contain her excitement and happiness. She let out a little, girly squeal of happiness as she faced Zelda.

"I know! It's awesome, isn't it? I feel… I don't know what to feel, but I haven't felt like this in a long time!" Samus exclaimed as she quickly stepped over to Zelda and hugged her tightly. After Samus let go of the turned-into-frightened Zelda, she hugged the already-frightened-of-everything Peach. She started to put away her gym sneakers, when Zelda began to speak after she calmed down from Samus' hugging.

"But why do you really want to play on the boy's soccer team? I thought you said that the females have their own team as well," Zelda inquired to Samus. The bounty hunter finished putting away her sneakers at the top of her locker, when she faced Zelda again.

"Well, how do I say this? Okay, to be frank with you… the girl's soccer team in this high school SUCKS. They are all a bunch of sissies that deserve to have the soccer ball thrown at them. But the boy's team… it's like… an ACTUAL soccer game. They don't just stand around and try to look gorgeous in the game, but they actually PLAY. And when they play, they play with their hearts," Samus finished off.

The astonished Zelda only could lift up both of her eyebrows, as Samus got on her school shirt. Zelda was putting away her own belongings in her locker, as Peach was doing the same. Though, none of them noticed what Samus was thinking about or doing at the moment. The bounty hunter was still smiling at herself for everything that happened today. She was still enjoying the gloating of the fact she was now on the boy's soccer team! And how could she not forget the look upon Marth's face when Mr. Jackson told the whole gym class she was going to be on the team! The flash of what had happened ten minutes ago, quickly reminisced in her head.


"You should reconsider about playing for the boy's soccer team," Mr. Jackson finally said.

"WHAT?" Marth and Samus shouted at the same time.

They were both amazed to hear those words out of Mr. Jackson's mouth. The two aggressive players of soccer both had bewildered look upon their faces as they both continued to gape at Mr. Jackson's decision in amazement. Though, they were both amazed to hear those words from gym teacher/soccer coach, one of them was pleased to hear the news, while the other was not. Marth was definitely not the one to be extremely happy to hear this news. For he immediately scowled at the idea of Samus playing for the boy's team.

"Coach! I will NOT have some girl play on our team! It's against the rules, isn't it? We can't allow her to play! Besides, she deserves to play on the GIRL'S team, where she can be actually associated with FEMALES!" Marth retorted, as Samus shot him another death glare.

"Since when did YOU have the right to go around and say what the rules of the school are? Mr. Jackson knows the rules himself, because he's a TEACHER! He made this decision, not you, Lowell! Nobody asked for YOUR opinion!" Samus screamed back. Marth scowled once again, as his brain had already come up with some sort of comeback towards Samus.

"But I am student council's president of THIS school! I am also captain of the soccer team! So I have EVERY right to decide who should be on our team and who shouldn't!" Marth exclaimed back at Samus.

"It doesn't give you the right to control MY personal feelings about playing the boy's soccer team. And it doesn't give you the right to defy Mr. Jackson's wishes either!" Samus yelled back at Marth.

As the two continued to argue with each other, only Mr. Jackson could produce a sweat drop at the side of his head. All the boys on both the white and yellow team also just shook their heads, at the silly, immature behavior of both Samus and Marth. One would seriously think better about the student council president of the school. However, Marth was not a person to argue with when it came to managing everything in the school. The two were still dueling each other with words, as both of their angers slowly rose up. Soon, they were going to both explode with anger at each other.

As this argument proceeded though, all the girls on the benches could only glare at Samus for being able to be around Marth, Link, and Roy for the boy's soccer team. They all regretted for not participating in the game sooner. Now their chance to be with Marth, Link, or Roy was gone. While most of the girls sulked in disappointment, only Zelda could face Peach for the moment. The Princess of Hyrule observed Peach's face to see as if she was as amazed as she was at Samus' strength. It turns out, the nervous, quiet girl was a bit surprised, but not as much as she would expect. Though, Peach knew Samus longer than Zelda, so it was expected that Peach knew more about her than Zelda.

"She's amazing, isn't she?" Zelda whispered to Peach, to see what she would say.

Only Peach nervously nodded her head, not uttering a word. At the sight of Peach's response, Zelda only produced a slight disappointed, yet worried look. She had hoped that this girl could perhaps speak some more words, rather than remain silent. From the moment Zelda had seen Peach, she knew there was something was wrong with her. Something that was yet to be sealed in her mind forever. Though, it was all up to Peach if she wished to unseal this troubling thing in her mind. It would take a lot of patience and support, though she had the choice of breaking out soon. After she turned away from Peach at the moment, Zelda was still astonished at Samus' abilities though. She stared at the bounty wide eyed for a moment, as she watched the heated discussion between Marth and Samus. After one remark made by Samus about his stupid president ways, Marth could only let out an irritated yell, as he faced Mr. Jackson.

"Coach! It's not right to have a girl on the boy's soccer team! She is a female, and she belongs to the girl's team! We can't have her on the team! It's just not right. The principal of the school wouldn't approve! … And tell Aran to leave my cat out of this argument!" Marth yelled at the gym teacher. Mr. Jackson produced another sweat drop from his head, as he tried to calm Marth down. Just as Samus' temper was feared all around the school, it was the same for Marth.

"Eh… Lowell… Please, calm down. Do you really want to lose against Rustenburg this year? You can't allow a person with such great talent at soccer go to waste, if you can beat Rustenburg like that! You said yourself; you'd do anything and take anyone on the team to beat Rustenburg!" Mr. Jackson said, as Marth's anger slowly dropped. It was true that he had said those words himself. A man never takes back his words.

"Yes, I did say that, Coach… BUT! When I said that, I meant someone who is NOT a female like Aran! Don't get me wrong, Coach… I would LOVE to have a girl on the team who could kick Rustenburg's ass, but not a girl like Aran!" Marth exclaimed, as Samus continued to glare at him.

"Mr. Jackson. I have EVERY right to be on the boy's soccer team. It's my decision that I want to play. If you wish to win against Rustenburg, I will have no problem with lending my skills towards the team and school to win. I am a student of the Super Smash Brothers High School, and I wish to win against Rustenburg at all costs as well," Samus spoke proudly to Mr. Jackson.

In her mind though, Samus only smirked. She was good at sucking up to people. Especially if it was someone she hated, like Mr. Jackson for being a sexist and underestimating her soccer abilities. At the sound of Samus' words Mr. Jackson only gave a surprised to see how prideful Samus was about her high school. Everyone in the gym class fell for Samus' sucking up towards Mr. Jackson except for Marth. Marth knew Samus all too well. He knew what kind of sickening being she was inside. And how he loathed her for saying those words! There was more rage boiling up inside of him, as he wished to pound the ground right now, in anger.

"Coach… We can't allow her on the team. It's against the rules…" Marth said slowly.

This was just perfect for him. His mind had run out of points to say for not allowing Samus on the team. He cursed himself over and over again in his head. As Mr. Jackson raised another eyebrow at Marth's stubborn behavior, he could only think about what to say next.

"Hmmm… That is true, Lowell. But I don't think the Master Hand will make such a big deal out of it, if Aran wants to play on the soccer team. I certainty have no objections, and by the looks of it… your teammates doesn't either. Lowell, we are a team. We are one. We have to work together. Just because everyone disagrees with you about your opinion, doesn't mean that things should go your way. But then again… It's all up to Miss Aran to decide if she wants to play or not… Do you wish to play for the Super Smash Brothers High School boy's soccer team, Aran?" Mr. Jackson asked.

Samus could only look at everyone for a moment. Everyone was wondering the same thing. If she was going to accept. She first looked at all the boys on the yellow team, they had slight looks of disappointment from not being able to stop Samus, but they also had looks of hope in their faces if Samus were to join the team. When her eyes wandered back to the metal benches with all the girls on it, she saw that Zelda was smiling softly at her. The princess of Hyrule's smiling was urging her to do it. When her eyes looked at Peach, she only had that petrified, worried look upon her face. All the members of the MRL Fan Club had glares on their faces, as they were all angry at Samus for showing off her skills. When she looked at Link, he had that cold look on his face that he always had. She looked at Roy, who just remained serious about the decision just like Mr. Jackson. And when she finally glanced at Marth, she saw he was glaring at her just like the members of the MRL Fan Club. As she faced Mr. Jackson, she could only smirk at him. She was sure that the answer she was going to give him was going to send Marth into completely agony.


And that was it to Samus' triumphant feeling of accomplishment for soccer. She kept on smiling at herself as she dressed herself in the proper school uniform clothes. As all the other girls did the same, she noticed that Zelda was observing some undergarments that Megan Anderson was wearing. What Zelda was staring at was the type of undergarment that was a narrow piece of cloth that passed through Megan's long, lanky legs and up to between her buttocks. Zelda was immediately grossed out at the sight of that, as Samus couldn't help but cringe at the sight as well. Megan Anderson truly was a disgusting female. Samus only sighed, as she would have explain to Zelda what that "special undergarment" was. It would be sickeningly gross to do so, but she would have to do it.

"That's a thong that Anderson is wearing," Samus said from behind her. As Zelda spun around to look at Samus in the eye, she had a confused look upon her face.

"A thong?" She repeated in naivety.

"Yes, a thong. And yes, it's an undergarment. And yes, people here in THIS time thinks it's sexy to wear something like that," Samus explained, as she took out her pants from the gym locker.

"So, people think that… if one wears some kind of undergarment similar to that… it's attractive?" Zelda asked again.

"Yes, they do. Only perverts like Lowell think it's sexy to do so," Samus sighed again, as she finally slammed her gym locker shut. She sighed heavily again at the process of explaining everything to Zelda. "You better not stare too long, before they think that you are a lesbian or something."

Zelda's eyes quickly averted to the ground, as soon as Samus. Thank the Goddesses that Samus' timing for everything was right, because just as Zelda looked away, Megan glanced behind her to see if anyone was staring at her. As Samus was going to put on her top over her head, she noticed a girl staring at her bra. This girl had been staring at Samus' chest for a long period of time, and it slightly irritated her that a lesbian in the locker room was doing so. She studied the girl for a moment, as she noticed that this girl was about a foot short than she was. She had brown skin, which showed she was some part of Middle Eastern Asia. She was flat chested with her black hair falling to her shoulders, making her breasts look slightly smaller. It didn't matter, because the girl was almost practically flat chested. It was really awkward for a long period of time, until Samus only sighed and confronted a girl with a question.

"What?" She demanded.

"They are perfect," she merely whispered.

"What are?" Samus demanded again, as she was a little bit annoyed at the girl's actions.

"Isn't it obvious? Your boobies!" the girl said again. Samus only managed to produce a sweat drop from her head.

"Right…" She turned away from the strange girl as she began to pull her top over her head. But the girl wasn't going to allow her to get away from her that easily. She immediately stopped Samus from pulling the shirt over her head as she continued to talk with Samus.

"I'm going to rape you someday because you have nice boobies!" the girl exclaimed, with a WIDE look in her eyes. Not knowing how to respond to that, Samus could only shift her eyes from the left to the right.

"Erm… Okay… Your name is Mariam Ahmed, right?" Samus asked the girl. The girl, who still had that wide eye expression on her face, slowly nodded her head up and down. She was beginning to creep Samus out with her odd behavior. "Well, I declare you as weird now… I gotta go, bye!"

Samus immediately pulled the top over her head, as she bumped into the fully changed Zelda. Zelda, who didn't notice that Samus had bumped into her from behind, leaned forward and was almost going to fall down on the floor. Until Megan Anderson turned around and stepped in front of them, preventing the both of them from falling. Though, as Megan Anderson did that, Zelda's hand had to land on Megan's right boob. They both stood there, shocked, at that moment to see that sight. They didn't know what to say at that time, as they were frozen in their spots. At the accidental grope of Megan's boob, Zelda immediately flushed her face, as she turned away and squeaked out an apology. Though, once her humiliation was slightly over from Megan, the princess looked up to see that Megan as leaning against the ear of Rachael, as she whispered something. By the looks it, Megan kept on glancing back and forth from her friend and to Zelda. The president of the MRL Fan Club had a look of cunningness in her face, as she continued to whisper in Rachael's ear. Zelda could also see that Rachael was enjoying whatever information that Megan was providing to her. As Zelda, shamefully looked away from them and approached Samus again, the bounty hunter could only shake her head at both of the members of the MRL Fan Club.

"Sorry about that. I know I should have been more careful. I am truly sorry. But this is just great. Now, the whole club will think that you are a lesbian!" Samus exclaimed in a sarcastically enthusiastic way.

Zelda shamefully averted her eyes to the ground, as she didn't know what to say. She tried her best to give everyone the best impression of her, but she had already failed thanks to that stupid rumor that Megan was probably sending out right now. At the look at Zelda's depression, Samus' face immediately softened up as she would comfort her newly developed friend.

"Hey, don't mind them. They are just bitches. You can't win them over. No one can. Not even if you cut off all of your hair for them, groveled their feet, and waxed their eyebrows, legs, and arms for them. No matter what you do, no one can win them over. Perhaps maybe Lowell, Flores, and Wright, but no one else. But just keep in mind this. You have done nothing so far, but you have already won me over," Samus declared.

When Zelda looked up to face the fearless bounty hunter, she was gone. Before she knew it, she was temporarily alone in the locker room. As she glanced down her watch, she saw that she would be late for next class if she didn't leave the locker room now. She quickly gathered all of her belongings, as she made sure that her gym locker was closed. She opened up the side of her backpack to pull out her schedule for the day, as she glanced at it. The class she had next was… Spanish. She stared at the room number printed in ink on her schedule as she hurried out of the locker room and into the halls. The halls were already buzzing with a lot of people, but Zelda still feared that she was late. She kept on dashing down the halls, and bumping into people she didn't know.

She kept on running, as she looked down at her schedule. What she didn't notice, is that when she was about to make a right down a corner, she bumped into a young man right in front of his chest. She let out a cry, as she fell down backwards on her bottom as the young man himself did the same. Zelda shook her head a few times, to get her back to her senses, as she stood up properly. She looked down to see if the young man was alright, but she knew she wouldn't have time to ask such silly questions for now. She quickly scrimmaged up her books, and slung her backpack over her shoulder.

"I'm terribly sorry about bumping into you, but I am in a hurry!" Zelda exclaimed as she turned from the corner and down the hallways.

The young man was still seated down on the ground, as he shook his head as well. His textbooks and papers laid right in front of him, as he was still slightly recovering from what just happened. Link was a little bit irritated at the clueless girl who had bumped into him, but he knew there was nothing he could do now. If he had the chance, he would have not hesitated into remarking some kind of cold hearted comment towards her. But then again, perhaps he should rethink that. She did look oddly familiar, but he couldn't grasp it. He knew he had seen her before, but where? He didn't have a chance to closely study her face, because she went and was gone in less than a flash. Though why should he care? She was just some random girl he saw, right? But something inside told him it was more than that. Perhaps, he should keep an eye out for her in case of anything happening to him.

"Who was she, anyways?" Link wondered aloud to himself. As he stopped to think back for a moment, the bell rang. He frowned heavily, as he wasn't able to figure it out himself. He hated it when his thinking was always disrupted by something or someone. It was usually Marth who disrupted his thinking, but now it was that obnoxious bell.

"Crap. I'm going to be late for class."


I am also proud to say that crystalicios has made her cameo in this chapter!

Love,

-BKP