The school day went by in a snail pace. Well, not really. Okay, I lied. Art seemed to go by too fast. We were making abstract paintings to show space. But it couldn't look like anything, like a cloud or a flower. It proved a challenge for our whole table. For about ten minutes, all we did was sketch out designs. Finally, we each came up with ideas. After that, in ELA we were finishing our book creators, and in science, Samus decided to take it upon herself to play with a little bit of phazon. You know when you shake up a soda bottle, and when you open it it bursts? Imagine the same thing except when you open it it hits the ceiling, burns a hole through the tile and nearly breaks the ventilation. Lady Palutena was displeased for the first time ever. But why any teacher wouldn't be displeased it a student nearly burned a hole into the Foreign language room, I don't know. It was ironic that I had to go to Foreign Languages after that. Sacaen isn't that far away from Japanese, though. I was fluent in it, and so were Zelda and Toon. It was said that Principal Ganondorf could speak them, too, along with being fluent in Gerudo. I'd been in a good mood after Miss Lyn declared no homework for that night. Lyn was another pretty green haired teacher, much like Palutena. However, no one attempted to make advances because of her fiance, Hector.
I swear the entire second year floor could hear the cheer we raised after the vents stopped steaming from another one of Samus' solutions. And for the first half of class, we were allowed a grace period, because they were replacing the ceiling tile from below the Language classroom. She said she couldn't concentrate on teaching with all of the commotion. Either way, she let us do whatever we wanted on our iPads for that part of class. Then Sheik had the grand idea to use a karaoke app on his iPad, and we had to turn them off.
In total contradiction of how my morning went, for the first time in my life, lunch was not immediate happy hour. The main reason was because as I walked into the cafeteria, the first thing I noticed was Zelda and Marth in the lunch line. There was a light dancing in Zelda's eyes that I'd never seen before, as Marth and her talked quietly. The line moved down, and I saw Zelda whisper something in his ear. They both laughed, and then Marth broke away to sit with Cloud and Roy, and Zelda trotted happily over to our table, taking her seat next to me.
"What were you and Marth talking about?" I asked.
"He wanted to know about the Art and Photography club," she responded. "I introduced him to Fate/Zero, and he says he's really enjoying it. Gilgamesh is his favorite character, probably because Marth is the Hero-King!" Figures.
After school that day, the first official Art and Photography club meeting took place. It consisted of me, Zelda, Sheik, Samus, Pit, Lucina, Robin, and many others. There were so many people, that next time we met we would be using Camii's art room instead of the recording studio that was attached do to the media center. The most eventful part was when a girl with long golden hair and green eyes entered the room. She introduced herself as Viridi. Our first day in the club would be photography. Those who had their own cameras brought them, including Zelda and I. Our instructions were to take pictures of things from different angles to understand lighting. We all set out throughout the school in search of interesting images. Much to my excitement, Zelda asked, "Want to go together?"
"Of cour- I mean, why not?" I replied, and she laughed.
We entered a science classroom, thankfully one Samus hadn't yet afflicted.
I glanced over at Zelda. She had focused on the way the sun shined on flasks filled with different colored liquids. As discreetly as I could, I snapped a photo of her profile. The corners of her eyes crinkled lightly in a gentle smile, and the setting sun did well to paint her face in golden yellow.
"I-I think we should be heading back now," I stuttered, moving my camera behind my back as she lifted her head to face me.
"Alright," she said quietly. She paused a moment, simply looking at me, long enough for me to feel a blush rising to my cheeks. Then we both turned and made our way back in understanding silence.
The next day, a minor miracle took place smack in the middle of our cafeteria. Marth came and sat at our table. Since I sat next to Zelda, that put him right next to me. Though Zelda, being the wonderful person she is, made sure to include Marth nonetheless. I was like, Well, isn't that PERFECT. Not that I could blame Zelda for anything, which I don't. She was just… I don't know… Zelda? No one was quite like her, and I doubt there ever will be. Or is that too opinionated?