A/N: Thank you Jasmine(A Jasmine Myst), you made a VERY good point. *bows to thy l337 p3rc3p+1v3 5killz* Link is very judegmental, just like everyone else. Its a type of school that has no regards for respect, and labels everyone on site, whether they want to or not. Just because Link dresses different, he has been ridiculed and labeled over the past few years at the school, and now he's sick of it. It's a small school, so one could expect him to know almost everyone in said school by name or sight. Sooo I'm just being a good little author and making EVERY character(including myself) I big ole HYPOCRITE. This is to teach a wonderful little lesson that everyone is a hypocrite and we should all be smacked at one time or another yay. I would give you an award, but I'm cheap and I suck badly with graphics programs, so blah -_-;;.
Disclaimer: If I owned Zelda i wouldnt be writing this. Quote: "I no own, so you no sue"
-Chapter 2-
'Finally' Link thought to himself, walking down the hallway. 'Lunchtime.'
The cafeteria was a large one, filled with many round tabels and about 5 chairs surrounding each table. There was a door that led out to a small courtyard, for those 'outdoors' types; and, as one could expect, any type of littering in the courtyard equaled immediate suspension and a two weeks detention upon returning. Trees dotted the yard, allowing a good part of it was covered in shadow. It held a perfect natural beauty and the shadows held the perfect hideaway from the intense heat that often blazed over the country during the summer time. There were a few benches, but many students often chose not to go outside as the year moved along. Now that it was mid spring, Link was the odd one and always chose to eat outside.
The teen slowly walked through the cafeteria, heading for the exit to the courtyard, when a popular and well known type person stepped infront of him. "Please go away Ruto." The girl's hair was short and blue, as well as her clothes, from head to toe, took on many shades of blue. Because she was a Zora, she was a natural born swimmer, and head of the swim team.
"Oh Link, like, theres, like, a party this weekend, like, you know. Malon's, like, very upset with you, like, throwing that, like, invitation away." Ruto's voice was lined with much enthusiasm, though she was completely oblivious to how her excessive use of the word 'like' annoyed Link to the fullest.
"So?" Colder than he would have liked, but it wasn't likely for him to say many words in the first place. He really didn't want to be bothered with the likes of these people, and the less times he heard the word 'like', the better.
"Eerrrmm....I think you should, like, apologize to Malon, and like..." she added very quietly, "...Kiss an' make up?"
Link's right eye twitched, and suddenly he seemed to be looming over the Zora girl, anger filling his eyes. "Are you LIKE stupid LIKE?!" His voice was low and threatening, harshly mocking the way she stupidly spoke. With those words spoken, he briskly passed by her before she could get another word in, and left her with no other choice than to retreat to the 'popular' table.
At the popular table sat Mido, with his poser-gangster-ness. Besides him sat Malon, the beautiful yet rich farming girl with long fiery red hair, a glittery tube top, and a silky white mini skirt with pink high tops. Next to her sat the Zoram girl, Ruto, wearing tight ride-up-your-ass jeans, a tight baby tee, and a shovel load of makeup. There were a few guys from the football team, which often found themselves being called 'The Goons' by Link.
Link finally made it outside without interruption and walked around to his favorite tree. It was the tallest, and oldest, Weeping Willow, standing tall in the center of the great courtyard. Within its branches held a hidden makeshift nest of leaves, which Link had worked on for a few months in his freshman year. It served him well, a perfect hiding place for the poor teenager, for Link was not tough or tall, but quite scrawny and pitiful when he was a freshman. Without another thought, he climbed up into the willow and relaxed in its branches just like he used to, but not holding his breath. From there, he could see everything, but no one could see him, unless they really looked for him.
After a long while of deciding whether or not he should jump out of the willow, he decided he'd better not. After all, he wouldn't want to land on the two girls that just sat underneath it.
'Great... Now I won't be able to get my posioned cafeteria food. Hm... I wonder if that's a bad thing,' Link thought, but soon stopped regretting this decision when he realized who they were.
In the cool shade, Zelda leaned against the trunk of the willow, sitting between the many roots. She was glad, it seemed, that the beautiful leaves and branches reached the ground and formed a curtain to block prying eyes. A girl, who went by the name of Saria, stood next to her. Her hair was short and green, her skin an unusual pale, with deep green eyes, obvious features of the few Kokiri that ventured from their area. She wore a green tubetop underneath a black fishnet shirt, and slightly baggy plaid jeans. Around her neck was a regular necklace with a single jade pendant hanging from it, and around her wrists were makeshift bracelets, which were basically pieces of black cloth held together with safetypins. Link noticed his one of few best friends in the world just by seeing the top of her head.
Though Link was a Hyrulian, as most Hyrulians lived in Hyrule castle Town, he had somehow ended up growing up in the Kokiri village. He had known Saria since he was very young, and was often protected by her when the other Kokiri children felt the need to release their anger on the 'outsider'.
"Hhmmm, I WONDER where Link could be," Saria said sarcastically, bringing one head above her head and waving slightly, still staring in no general direction.
"Link? Pfft... He was awfully rude to me earlier today..." Zelda spoke quietly, pulling out a sketchbook and beginning to draw, her hand moving absentmindedly across the rough, blank pages. Saria rolled her eyes.
"He's not really a 'people' person, and can be a real air head sometimes." Link smirked for a second, before realizing what Saria meant. He pouted, even though no one could see him. "But, he's actually a really nice guy when you get to know him..." Saria turned her head, staring up at him and grinning. Link stared at her, confused for more than a moment, when he realized what she was planning. His eyes widened in horror, which gave Saria the 'go' signal.
"And here he is!" Saria said, dramatically hopping and pointing up into the branches above. Zelda shrugged, oblivious to the unnecessary hopping, and continued to sketch.
"What...? You dont believe me?" It was Saria's turn to laugh, at which Link silently laughed, but she left it at that. "Ok...I'm gonna go get some food now, you guys talk." She then hopped away, diving forward and rolling through the curtain of leaves.
"Well... that was unnecessary," Zelda murmured, still sketching.
"Saria...she seems to think Link is around. Yea right. Like Link would be sitting in the tree above us..." Link hung precariously on the branch, squinting to see what she was sketching. It seemed to be a guy, a pretty handsome one, and looked vaguely familiar...
"Alright Link, show yourself." Zelda said suddenly, slamming her sketchbook shut and tossing it back into her bag. The sudden noise surprised Link, causing him to fall unceremoniously onto the grass covered floor, head first.
"...Good thing you have a thick skull." Zelda's sarcastic comment did not ammuse him in the slightest bit. He groaned slightly, rubbing the top of his head, and shifted up so that he could at least sit crosslegged in front of her.
"Were you spying on us?!" She was angry, which confused Link. Women were people he would never understand. Besides, he didn't see any harm in it, it WAS his WILLOW in the first place.
"No, actually, I was with my old friend here first and before I could leave, both of you came, and I was stuck..." Link trailed off, rubbing th eback of his head now. 'Whoa... was that a full sentence?' he could see that question in Zelda's eyes, but he made no move to speak again. Link didn't normally blab so much, but the 'new girl' seemed to have a negative effect on him.
Zelda sighed, a part of her wanting him to leave, but another part of her wanting him to stay. She shrugged the feeling off, and pulled her sketchbook out of her bag, ignoring Link. She flipped to the sketch she had before, and nearly gasped in surprise. It was Link... yet it wasn't. It looked like Link, but he held a sword in his left hand, a Hyrulian sheild in the other, wore a tunic, brown boots, a green hat, and tights. The tights part could have made her blush if she had been attracted to him. But, since she was sure she wasn't, she had no problem with -not- suppressing the urge to burn the sketch and gouge her eyes out.
"What's this?" Zelda jumped at Saria's voice in her ear. Saria leaned even more over Zelda's shoulder, studying the picture for only a moment before Zelda snapped her sketchbook shut. Saria smirked.
"So, how did you deal with Link?"
"Oh, just another one of my witty comments." Zelda answered drily.
"Mm yes. I think we should burn him next time." Saria smirked.
"Oh yes, me likes fire."
Link stared at the girls, before opening his mouth to say something. "I'm sitting right here. Stop talking like I'm not here..."
Saria and Zelda continued their converstaion.
"Hey, its the first day of school. How bout you and I go to the lake after school before the stress hits us?" Saria asked jokingly. Zelda nodded in agreement.
"Maybe we'll see Link there, so we can cook him for dinner."
"Mmmm brains."
"Cannibals! I'm sitting right here?!" Link shook his fist at them, annoyed, then gave up. He stood, and migrated to another part of the courtyard, lovingly holding one of the willow's branches before leaving it's loving shelter.
The first day of another term of school year, and already he had enough thoughts on his mind to sort out until the end. Link sighed, perhaps for the second time in the past few moments, before deciding that afterschool would probably be the only free time he would have for the rest of this year, so why not head to the lake for a swim? Maybe it would succeed in taking him away from his thoughts for awhile and help clear his mind.
Lunch period ended, and it was time for them to head to their next class. Link entered the library, being the place where English class was usually held. He sat far away from the rest of his classmates, but close enough to hear the teacher.
Someone sat down next to him, causing him to look up in surprise, but quickly look back down again. It was only Zelda.
"Are you here to bother me again?" Link asked. Zelda shook her head. "I'm sorry-" Link held up his hand. "Don't apologize. A person has grown up with the words 'I'm sorry' programmed into them, and by now they are too empty and meaningless to be used." Zelda, of course, stared. For one who spoke so little, he certainly showed he was unusually perceptive on things that people did not seem to want to see.
Zelda just nodded, and they locked eyecontact, wordlessly agreeing on peacefull terms. It was then that class started, and the English teacher demanding full attention. Had they not been distracted by trying to understand the meaningless jibberish from the teacher, they would have noticed that had the class began a bit later, they had been leaning unconsciously closer.
A/N: ...the end was weird... But I think I'll leave it.
Disclaimer: If I owned Zelda i wouldnt be writing this. Quote: "I no own, so you no sue"
-Chapter 2-
'Finally' Link thought to himself, walking down the hallway. 'Lunchtime.'
The cafeteria was a large one, filled with many round tabels and about 5 chairs surrounding each table. There was a door that led out to a small courtyard, for those 'outdoors' types; and, as one could expect, any type of littering in the courtyard equaled immediate suspension and a two weeks detention upon returning. Trees dotted the yard, allowing a good part of it was covered in shadow. It held a perfect natural beauty and the shadows held the perfect hideaway from the intense heat that often blazed over the country during the summer time. There were a few benches, but many students often chose not to go outside as the year moved along. Now that it was mid spring, Link was the odd one and always chose to eat outside.
The teen slowly walked through the cafeteria, heading for the exit to the courtyard, when a popular and well known type person stepped infront of him. "Please go away Ruto." The girl's hair was short and blue, as well as her clothes, from head to toe, took on many shades of blue. Because she was a Zora, she was a natural born swimmer, and head of the swim team.
"Oh Link, like, theres, like, a party this weekend, like, you know. Malon's, like, very upset with you, like, throwing that, like, invitation away." Ruto's voice was lined with much enthusiasm, though she was completely oblivious to how her excessive use of the word 'like' annoyed Link to the fullest.
"So?" Colder than he would have liked, but it wasn't likely for him to say many words in the first place. He really didn't want to be bothered with the likes of these people, and the less times he heard the word 'like', the better.
"Eerrrmm....I think you should, like, apologize to Malon, and like..." she added very quietly, "...Kiss an' make up?"
Link's right eye twitched, and suddenly he seemed to be looming over the Zora girl, anger filling his eyes. "Are you LIKE stupid LIKE?!" His voice was low and threatening, harshly mocking the way she stupidly spoke. With those words spoken, he briskly passed by her before she could get another word in, and left her with no other choice than to retreat to the 'popular' table.
At the popular table sat Mido, with his poser-gangster-ness. Besides him sat Malon, the beautiful yet rich farming girl with long fiery red hair, a glittery tube top, and a silky white mini skirt with pink high tops. Next to her sat the Zoram girl, Ruto, wearing tight ride-up-your-ass jeans, a tight baby tee, and a shovel load of makeup. There were a few guys from the football team, which often found themselves being called 'The Goons' by Link.
Link finally made it outside without interruption and walked around to his favorite tree. It was the tallest, and oldest, Weeping Willow, standing tall in the center of the great courtyard. Within its branches held a hidden makeshift nest of leaves, which Link had worked on for a few months in his freshman year. It served him well, a perfect hiding place for the poor teenager, for Link was not tough or tall, but quite scrawny and pitiful when he was a freshman. Without another thought, he climbed up into the willow and relaxed in its branches just like he used to, but not holding his breath. From there, he could see everything, but no one could see him, unless they really looked for him.
After a long while of deciding whether or not he should jump out of the willow, he decided he'd better not. After all, he wouldn't want to land on the two girls that just sat underneath it.
'Great... Now I won't be able to get my posioned cafeteria food. Hm... I wonder if that's a bad thing,' Link thought, but soon stopped regretting this decision when he realized who they were.
In the cool shade, Zelda leaned against the trunk of the willow, sitting between the many roots. She was glad, it seemed, that the beautiful leaves and branches reached the ground and formed a curtain to block prying eyes. A girl, who went by the name of Saria, stood next to her. Her hair was short and green, her skin an unusual pale, with deep green eyes, obvious features of the few Kokiri that ventured from their area. She wore a green tubetop underneath a black fishnet shirt, and slightly baggy plaid jeans. Around her neck was a regular necklace with a single jade pendant hanging from it, and around her wrists were makeshift bracelets, which were basically pieces of black cloth held together with safetypins. Link noticed his one of few best friends in the world just by seeing the top of her head.
Though Link was a Hyrulian, as most Hyrulians lived in Hyrule castle Town, he had somehow ended up growing up in the Kokiri village. He had known Saria since he was very young, and was often protected by her when the other Kokiri children felt the need to release their anger on the 'outsider'.
"Hhmmm, I WONDER where Link could be," Saria said sarcastically, bringing one head above her head and waving slightly, still staring in no general direction.
"Link? Pfft... He was awfully rude to me earlier today..." Zelda spoke quietly, pulling out a sketchbook and beginning to draw, her hand moving absentmindedly across the rough, blank pages. Saria rolled her eyes.
"He's not really a 'people' person, and can be a real air head sometimes." Link smirked for a second, before realizing what Saria meant. He pouted, even though no one could see him. "But, he's actually a really nice guy when you get to know him..." Saria turned her head, staring up at him and grinning. Link stared at her, confused for more than a moment, when he realized what she was planning. His eyes widened in horror, which gave Saria the 'go' signal.
"And here he is!" Saria said, dramatically hopping and pointing up into the branches above. Zelda shrugged, oblivious to the unnecessary hopping, and continued to sketch.
"What...? You dont believe me?" It was Saria's turn to laugh, at which Link silently laughed, but she left it at that. "Ok...I'm gonna go get some food now, you guys talk." She then hopped away, diving forward and rolling through the curtain of leaves.
"Well... that was unnecessary," Zelda murmured, still sketching.
"Saria...she seems to think Link is around. Yea right. Like Link would be sitting in the tree above us..." Link hung precariously on the branch, squinting to see what she was sketching. It seemed to be a guy, a pretty handsome one, and looked vaguely familiar...
"Alright Link, show yourself." Zelda said suddenly, slamming her sketchbook shut and tossing it back into her bag. The sudden noise surprised Link, causing him to fall unceremoniously onto the grass covered floor, head first.
"...Good thing you have a thick skull." Zelda's sarcastic comment did not ammuse him in the slightest bit. He groaned slightly, rubbing the top of his head, and shifted up so that he could at least sit crosslegged in front of her.
"Were you spying on us?!" She was angry, which confused Link. Women were people he would never understand. Besides, he didn't see any harm in it, it WAS his WILLOW in the first place.
"No, actually, I was with my old friend here first and before I could leave, both of you came, and I was stuck..." Link trailed off, rubbing th eback of his head now. 'Whoa... was that a full sentence?' he could see that question in Zelda's eyes, but he made no move to speak again. Link didn't normally blab so much, but the 'new girl' seemed to have a negative effect on him.
Zelda sighed, a part of her wanting him to leave, but another part of her wanting him to stay. She shrugged the feeling off, and pulled her sketchbook out of her bag, ignoring Link. She flipped to the sketch she had before, and nearly gasped in surprise. It was Link... yet it wasn't. It looked like Link, but he held a sword in his left hand, a Hyrulian sheild in the other, wore a tunic, brown boots, a green hat, and tights. The tights part could have made her blush if she had been attracted to him. But, since she was sure she wasn't, she had no problem with -not- suppressing the urge to burn the sketch and gouge her eyes out.
"What's this?" Zelda jumped at Saria's voice in her ear. Saria leaned even more over Zelda's shoulder, studying the picture for only a moment before Zelda snapped her sketchbook shut. Saria smirked.
"So, how did you deal with Link?"
"Oh, just another one of my witty comments." Zelda answered drily.
"Mm yes. I think we should burn him next time." Saria smirked.
"Oh yes, me likes fire."
Link stared at the girls, before opening his mouth to say something. "I'm sitting right here. Stop talking like I'm not here..."
Saria and Zelda continued their converstaion.
"Hey, its the first day of school. How bout you and I go to the lake after school before the stress hits us?" Saria asked jokingly. Zelda nodded in agreement.
"Maybe we'll see Link there, so we can cook him for dinner."
"Mmmm brains."
"Cannibals! I'm sitting right here?!" Link shook his fist at them, annoyed, then gave up. He stood, and migrated to another part of the courtyard, lovingly holding one of the willow's branches before leaving it's loving shelter.
The first day of another term of school year, and already he had enough thoughts on his mind to sort out until the end. Link sighed, perhaps for the second time in the past few moments, before deciding that afterschool would probably be the only free time he would have for the rest of this year, so why not head to the lake for a swim? Maybe it would succeed in taking him away from his thoughts for awhile and help clear his mind.
Lunch period ended, and it was time for them to head to their next class. Link entered the library, being the place where English class was usually held. He sat far away from the rest of his classmates, but close enough to hear the teacher.
Someone sat down next to him, causing him to look up in surprise, but quickly look back down again. It was only Zelda.
"Are you here to bother me again?" Link asked. Zelda shook her head. "I'm sorry-" Link held up his hand. "Don't apologize. A person has grown up with the words 'I'm sorry' programmed into them, and by now they are too empty and meaningless to be used." Zelda, of course, stared. For one who spoke so little, he certainly showed he was unusually perceptive on things that people did not seem to want to see.
Zelda just nodded, and they locked eyecontact, wordlessly agreeing on peacefull terms. It was then that class started, and the English teacher demanding full attention. Had they not been distracted by trying to understand the meaningless jibberish from the teacher, they would have noticed that had the class began a bit later, they had been leaning unconsciously closer.
A/N: ...the end was weird... But I think I'll leave it.
