Never fear, I AM HERE! I would like to apologize again for that horrible horsy express thing, but it was either that or a sniffing carrier pigeon. I think that Blazing Sword came after Sacred Stones, because the fire emblem became the fire emblem in Sacred Stones, and they call it the fire emblem in Blazing Sword. And I can see that nobody cares about that, so ima justa gonna starta writing. Even though this isn't my best work, I think it will be all right once you see where this is all going.
After I had woken up and had breakfast, I went outside with my bag tied around my arm, headed for school. While I was walking, I saw Zak run up to me.
"Hiya Guy so what happened last nigh did you-"
I interrupted, "Squirrelly!"
"Oops." He said.
We walked for a while, quietly. I broke the silence by saying, "Zak, are you sure that you don't know why that voice in the hall the other day said, 'Hang in there Guy'?"
"NO!" He exploded. "Now, will you stop pestering me? Sheesh!"
"You know…" I began, "That that was the worst possible thing you could have said to make me believe you, right?"
"…Yeah, I know," He admitted. "One time, I…I… I punched a kid to keep him from taking the last milk at lunch! Hit 'im hard, too. In the chin."
I thought for a moment. Was I hanging out with the wrong crowd? Was Zak really a bully? Only one way to find out.
"Zak," I began, "you know you are going to have to cut all that out to be my friend, right?"
"I know. I already did!"
"What?" I asked.
"Have I put you in a coma yet?"
"No." I admitted.
"Okay, then shut up."
Zak and I laughed. As soon as we got to school, everyone was quiet and staring at us. I could still see the burning rage in Ms.Katre's Eyes when I went to class.
"Class," Ms.Katre began, "We are now going to study what bows do to wyverns. Can anyone tell me what a wyvern is? Guy?"
My head shot up. I didn't even have my hand up. I knew at once that this was some ind of revenge for the letter I wrote. I still knew the answer, though.
"A wyvern is sort of like a flying lizard. Bows and Wyrmslayers are effective against them"
"But when is an archer going to use a sword?" Ms.Katre said, ignoring my intelligence for knowing about that sword.
"Well," I began, "He could be a nomad trooper, or the archer could realize that bows suck and swords own." (True, thought I, the incredibly handsome and smart author.)
"Guy!" She boomed, "You stay in at recess, and you too, Zak!"
"What? Why?" Zak questioned.
"I think you know why, young man!"
He didn't, but I did. For being friends with me.
Recess came too quickly. While we were at our desks, Ms.Katre said, "Well, it's a nice, sunshiny day, so I think I'll open a window!"
She raised the curtains. Outside, I saw kids playing with things I've never seen before. We didn't have recess yesterday because it was the first day in school, and we were caught up in touring things. Recess sure looked fun, but Ms.Katre was going to have to do a lot better than opening a window to torture me.
"Here is some chalk." She said, handing me and Zak a piece each. "Write 'I am an archer and proud of it' until recess is over."
Could Ms.Katre really read minds? I thought. We started writing on the black board once she left. I only wrote the sentence once, but I did so very slowly. So did Zak. Hey, she never told us how many times we had to write it, did she?
After about 15 minutes, Ms.Katre came back with a bag. When she saw how little Zak and I wrote, she started to huff "Gu-"But was stopped by all of the kids suddenly pouring in the room from outside.
During class, we were learning about the four heroes in the battle of the Scouring about a millennium ago when someone passed me a note.
"Pass it on." She said quietly.
I unfolded the note and read it silently to myself. "Guy and Zak are g- hey!"
It had a picture of Zak and I, labeled as such, holding hands and… KISSING?
"Oops, heh heh." The person who passed it to me said. "Wrong number!"
She yanked the note from my hand. I didn't ask who wrote the note, because Ms.Katre was listening. I was sure of that.
At the end of class, Zak and I went to the cafeteria for lunch. Today's lunch…Salad. Dang. But there was nothing else to eat, so we went to the table of our choice and sat. At another table, some kid was gulping down an entire carton of ranch dressing! I don't know why he was doing that, but a bunch of other kids were saying "Chug, chug, chug!"
Disgusting, I thought. "Hey Zak, look at that kid!" I pointed to him. Zak bust out laughing.
"Hahahahaha!" He fell on the floor and did the Curly Shuffle. I just looked at him and shook my head.
After lunch, we went outside when something weird happened. We sat down at this stone bench when this green haired girl walked up to us and said, "Hiya, Guy!"
I was confused.
"Do I… Do I know you?" I asked. It's just one weird thing after another today.
"No, but I know you! You and that bully are the only two kids brave enough to want to be different in this school, so I think you're…cool! I said it!"
When Zak heard the bully thing, he scowled, but when she called us cool, he smiled. It was obvious that he didn't get compliments very often.
"Please, for the sake of identity, please tell me who you are." She ignored me.
"I don't like archery either." She said
"Join the club" I replied.
"You have a club now?"
"No, but you can tell me-"
"I want to be a mage when I get older!"
"Thank Ellimine that you're not in Ms.Katre's class." I smirked.
"Whelp, I got to go! See ya!" She said cheerfully before taking off. She looked a little younger than me.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WHAT'S YOU'RE NAME?" I exploded, before I noticed she left a note on the ground. It read: I'm Nino.
Nino, huh? Sounds, like a boy's name. She wanted to be a mage? That sounded crazy, even for me. She shouldn't even be at this school. I only knew a little about magic, and that was all the basic attack-defense stuff. She's crazy if she thinks she can get good at magic here.
Zak abd I went to our separate homes after school. When I got home, I found scowling faces from my mom and dad again upon arrival.
"Guy, we need to have a talk." Dad said. "Come."
When we went to a table to talk, my mom said, "We heard from you're teacher that you don't want to be an archer. Is this true?"
"Yeah, archery sucks." I said with a grin. I knew I was in trouble now.
Mom started to exclaim. "You ill mannered sack of crap!" Whoa, I thought. "Why, the nerve of you! If you hate us so much, why don't you just go away to another family?"
"Actually," I began, "I don't hate you. It's archery I don't like. Swords are way better. Remember when you shot that Hero when I was five?" Not waiting for an answer, I continued, "He had pretty much killed a sniper a few moments before."
"But I shot him." Mom stated. "With an arrow. AND SAVED YOU'RE LIFE!" Mom was ticked now.
"Well, you were at least 30 feet away from him. If he had been close to you, he would have kicked you're butt!"
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"No, but mom, I think you need to respect and appreciate other people's decisions."
Mom was quiet for a moment.
"Okay, you know what, Guy? I think I will…"
Wow. I had expected some rage or something.
"Ok, now that that's over, how about we cook some dinner? I'm making hamburgers!"
"Uhh…okay." I said, confused. Usually, my parents never agreed with me. At least mom never did, anyway.
"But Isaac… I thought we were having salad." Mom began. "We are having salad and that's final!"
I stood up. "See, Mom! You can't appreciate other people's feelings at all!"
"Yes, I can!"
"You just did it again! Are you cursed or something?"
Mom was quiet again. She eventually boomed "Go to-" Only to discover that I was already in my room.
I think I'll run away! I thought. Maybe I can find a nice spot where I can train with Randy, my sword. Yeah, that would be the life. But… I thought suddenly, What if things go sour? What if I'm mugged or something? Where will I find food? And what if someone followed and found me? Maybe running away isn't such a good idea. I think I'll save it for another day. I went to sleep, thinking about the life I'd have.
Well this chappy took a long time, but the next one should take even longer. Hopefully I'll have It done before summer. LOL
