Yay! Chapter four is here! Thank you so much to everybody who reviewed. It is really helpful.

Zeltra: Thanks! I never expected to get such a positive reaction to this story,

Donutcircle: Thank you. That was my goal. I really wanted to bring in aspects from a lot of different games.

Anyway... on with the story!

Soon after Saria, Midna, and Malon left, the doorbell rang.

"I got it, Sheik!" I called. I stumbled over to the door, unlocked it, and opened it. Standing there was my little sister, Tetra, and her best friend, Romani's, sister, Cremia. "Hey, Tetra; Cremia." The redhead was twenty one years old, and lived alone, save for her sister. Their mother had died when Romani was at a young age, so Cremia had to take care of her sister. Cremia nodded in greeting. "Thanks for bringing her home from their volleyball practice."

"Sure." Cremia said, giving a soft smile. "She's always welcome." Tetra walked into the house and waved goodbye.

"Bye, Cremia." I finalized.

"Bye." She said with a wave, as she turned away from our house. I closed the door, and turned to my little sister.

"Hey Zelda!" She chimed happily.

"Hi T." I replied, calling her by the nickname that I had given her years ago. "Have you done your homework?"

"No." she sighs. "I'll go do it now." She runs off to her room with her backpack. I smiled happily at after her. My ten year old sister was the sweetest thing, it was hard not to love her.

I hiked up the stairs to my own room, needing to be in my own space. I climbed into my bed, and sat upright, leaning against the back of it. I brushed my fingers lightly over my lips, staring out into space.

"That was my first kiss." I muttered. I hadn't had time to reflect on the kiss since it happened. So much stuff had happened since then, and it just hadn't registered with me. Well, it had finally clicked. I should be mad, right? I was mad, but only that he hurt Malon, not because he kissed me. Cheating on somebody is a horrible thing to do, one of the worst things to do really. But his lips felt so soft on mine. We just seemed to...fit.

"Zelda!" I heard Tetra call from her room.

"What's up T?" I yelled back.

"Can you help me with my homework?"

"Sure." I told her. I shook my head, as if to physically banish the thought from my mind. Once the troubling thoughts were gone, I walked across the hall to Tetra's room. Her room was medium sized, with many windows to let in natural light. The walls were painted a soothing light blue, with various oceanic items in her room. Tetra had always had a fascination with the ocean, and her walls were decorated with masts, ship wheels, and many other oceanic memorabilia. She needed help with simple fifth grade math, and it was not hard to show her what to do.

"Thanks Zelda."

"Sure, T." I smiled at her, then left the room to go make dinner.

(The Next Day)

I walked into my first period choir class, wearing an Aperture Science t-shirt, gray jeans, and my black combat boots. My hair was done in an interesting side-sweep. I put my backpack down, and walked over to where Saria and Midna usually stood before class started. I walked over to find, that not only were Saria and Midna were there, but so was Malon.

"Oh my Goddesses!" I exclaimed, leaping on the redhead in a hug. "You rejoined choir!" She left the class after she left our group. It was a huge loss to the all girl choir that we were in, as Malon had a beautiful alto voice.

"Yeah." She gave a strained laugh, and I realized I was hugging her too tight, and let go. I gave a squeal of excitement.

"Alright, girls, lets start." Our choir teacher, Ms. Impa, called us to our seats. Midna sat in, surprisingly, the tenor section. This was rare in an all girl choir, but she had an amazingly low voice. Malon sat in the alto section, Saria sat in the soprano section, and I sat int the second soprano section. I had the range to be a soprano, but I was better at holding the middle harmonies, so I was a second. "I am pleased to reintroduce Malon into our group." We all cheered briefly, before getting our music out to rehearse our songs.

The bell rang, and we packed up, and headed to our next class.

(At Lunch)

The four of us sat with a few other friends at lunch. Anju, Japas, Mikau, Kafei, Lulu, Saria, Midna, Malon, and I all sat together. We all had a simple, carefree relationship.

"Hey, guys." I called their attention. "Check this out." I dug through my backpack and pulled out what I had gotten from my parents in the mail the other day. "My parents sent this to me from Windfall Island." I unzipped the case and pulled out a beautiful, hand-crafted ukulele.

They gasped, as we all had a passion for music. The small instrument was created from a beautiful dark wood that was native to the island. The unique wood made a unique sound come from the instrument, which just added an exotic exclusivity to the instrument.

"That is beautiful." Lulu gushed. "May I?" She asked, holding out her hand. I nodded and handed her the ukulele. She breathed in loudly and ran her hand over the exotic wood. The others leaned over to run a hand over it, also.

"Would you be so kind as to treat us to a song milady?" Anju asked in a British accent, handing me the ukulele with a curtsey.

"Why of course, lady Lulu." I replied in the same accent, going along with the little game. I began to strum the small instrument in a classic chord progression and launched into Don't Worry, Be Happy.

Here's a little song I wrote, might want to sing it note for note.

Don't worry, Be happy.

The others joined in, finding simple harmonies along the way.

In every life we have trouble, when you worry, you make it double

Don't worry, Be happy.

Ooooh Oooh ooooooh oooooooh oooooh.

We laughed and sang our way through the whole song. As we ended, Anju, Midna, and Japas, who were across from me, looked above my head. I looked behind me to see Link standing over me, with a whimsical smile on his face.

"You are a beautiful singer." He complemented. I rolled my eyes. I noticed Malon stiffen at the sound of his voice, and her fists were clenched in anger.

"Do us all a favor, Link, and leave us alone!" I told him sharply.

"Please, Zellie, I really need to talk to you." He sounded desperate. I glanced at Malon.

"I'll talk to you," I conceded. "On one condition. Malon has to come with. You two need to sort things out. Besides, whatever you have to say to me, you can say in front of Mal. Link let out a resigned sigh.

"Fine."