Hey! So, guess what? I'm not Emily. I'm her friend, PLLbabe. She is on vacay with her grandparents and left me with the task of uploading. We have really bonded over writing stories, we're from totally different social groups so you'd never even think we are friends. But we are. And she's awesome. The bomb-dot-com, actually. Today she said I can write the chapter. Which was really fun, even if I'm completely illiterate when it comes to Link and Zelda. Haha. So, if you hate it, DO NOT BLAME EMILY! Read on, lovelies.

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(Zelda's POV)

I walked eagerly up the stairs to open the door for Hisoka. He was still wearing his red t-shirt and dark blue jeans that he wore to school. If I wasn't so nervous on being pushed into a group with both Link and Hisoka, I would probably have swooned.

So I noticed he was super cute. Sue me.

"Hey Zelda," he said, stepping in and dropping his backpack, before pulling me into a huge bear hug. My heart started pounding. It felt like it could leap out of my chest at any moment. Jeez. Could I blush anymore than I already was?

After the shock of him hugging me, I hugged him back,

"So, Zelda, is Link here yet?" He asked.

"Yep," I said, popping the P. Maybe if I acted like it was no big deal he wouldn't wig out. "He's downstairs."

I internally debated on telling him that Link, y'know, lived here, before deciding I should just get it over with. He would find out eventually, and it would probably be better coming from me, where I could smooth things over and downplay the, err, situation.

"Well, yeah, I mean, he and Sheik are best friends." I needed to get this over with. Come on, Zelda, just tell him! "Plushe'slivinghererightnow."

The words came out so fast and so illegible that not even I understood. Hisoka stared back at me with a look on his face that practically screamed, "Wow, this girl is nuts."

I took a deep breath and tried again, "Link's staying here right now. He's having... family issues."

"Wait... He lives here? Like, across the hall from you?" He asked, suppressed anger rapidly rising.

Would it even make a difference if I insisted that I didn't like Link in any way other than a friend? Probably not. Something told me that once Hisoka had his mind set, nothing could sway his opinion. Right now he was probably already imagining Link and I celebrating our honey moon in Prague.

"Listen, I don't like Link in the way you think. He's like a brother."

He gave me a scrutinizing glare, judging if I was telling the truth. He obviously was content with whatever was written across my face, because a slow, lazy smile lit up his features and he threw an arm around my shoulder, tugging me close to him. "Well, that's good."

(Link's POV)

"Listen, I don't like Link the way you think. He's like a brother." Zelda's words had haunted me all afternoon.

Do you even know how freaking hard it is to work on a stupid school project as you sit across from the girl you love and the guy she loves, all while feeling like your world has been crushed into a thousand tiny pieces? Probably not. But let me just tell you this, it sucks.

I hadn't meant to be eavesdropping on Zelda and Hisoka's conversation earlier, but I just couldn't help it. There was no way I was going to let Zelda linger in a room with Hisoka alone. Especially after what Farore said about not trusting Hisoka.

Either way, I heard their conversation. I heard Zelda friend-zone me. Which was the reason I was up at three in the morning, staring blankly at the ceiling, cursing Hisoka and my uncle and everything else that had gone wrong in my life.

I'm sorry, but why had the goddesses bestowed such misery upon my life? Why not anyone else's? There were kids at school who pranced around with nothing to complain about except the occasional pimple or the "tragedy" of not getting the iPhone 5 for their birthday.

The self pity party only lasted a few seconds before I shook my head and rolled my eyes. Wallowing in the fact that my life sucked was not my style. Just like always, I needed to take things in stride and not dwell. Everything would work out eventually. And whether or not Zelda was part of that happy ending I had yet to figure out.

I hoped she was.

But it was up to fate.

Okay, but if fate put Zelda and Hisoka together, I was legitimately going to kick Hisoka's dumb butt. Or something.

Seriously, though. She was my Zellie. Always had been, always would be.

And as soon as everything about the Hero of Time was figured out, my first task was going to be snatching Zelda back. I would do anything. Even if it meant quoting her Justin Bieber and taking her to get a mani-pedi.

I shuddered. It sounded like my own personal hell, but if it meant Zelda thinking of me as more than a dang brother, then I would do anything.

Closing my eyes, I focused on getting some rest. First things first, Hero of Time responsibilities.

(Hisoka's POV)

The night was pitch black. Clouds covered the moon's bright light, and everything was still, silent, eerie. A deadly whisper was in the air. It drifted around, wrapping it's frigid, icy fingers around anything living, threatening to destroy anything in its path.

Those nights were my favorite.

The nights that sent everyone to their homes, naive and happy and warm by the fire.

The nights that left streets deserted except for the occasional stray dog.

I grinned. Zelda was getting closer to me, trusting me more and more everyday. It was only a matter of time until everything fell into place.

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Maddon stood leaning against the trunk of the big weeping willow tree, almost completely concealed by the long, hanging branches. He had that smile he wore all day at school, (not that I was looking or anything), on his face as he walked towards me. Paraded is more like it. He didn't stop until he was right in front of me, the only thing between us was the flimsy table that all the treats were on. I couldn't help but notice how jarringly bright his blue eyes were due to the tan of his skin and the dark of his hair.

"Not right now, Maddon." I groaned and lowered my head so he wouldn't see that I was about to cry. I thought I had dodged his wrath since he hadn't done anything except give me these brooding glares in homeroom and in the cafeteria.

"Awh, is Princess not selling enough cookies to save the puppies?" He mocked.

My nose scrunched up farther and my chin quivered. My rage outdid the devastation, and before I knew what was happening, I had smashed a pink frosted cupcake in Maddon's face. That was when Pastor Edward decided to come, of course. He looked at the cake in my hand and the frosting all over Maddon's face and frowned. There went my pristine reputation.

Nobody's perfect. But Maisyn Cam is pretty dang close. She's beautiful and smart and graceful and kind. Even after all life has thrown her way, she's still by far the best person in Emerence, South Carolina. But she's beginning to crack, one tiny meltdown at a time. After all, you can only keep living a lie for so long.

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