A/N: Doing this fast…
Too Peppy
Vincent sketched in his notebook. His calculus teacher was talking about factoring again and Vincent had better things to deal with. Like expressing his creativity. One look at his drawing and it was apparent that he was focused on creating himself in a mythological or fantasy setting. White trench coat, two swords at his waist, and six wings…
Vincent chuckled to himself. His idol may have been Sephiroth but that didn't meant he wouldn't surpass him. Vincent's chuckling caught the attention of a fellow student. He sat next to Vincent, and was just like a regular guy. He looked over to see Vincent's picture that was done in anime style.
"Hey…do you like anime?" he asked.
"Like it? I love anime," Vincent responded.
"Mind joining the anime club?" he asked. "Names George."
"Vincent, sure I guess it would be alright," he said back. "Anime club huh? What do you guys do? Discuss the Christian symbolism behind Neon Genesis Evangelion? Or maybe how to do hand signs?"
"A little of both," George said. "Have you cosplayed before?"
Vincent thought about his question, "Well…I managed to go to a few conventions as Kazuma the Shell Bullet…final alter form, the mighty one-winged Sephiroth, a loser enough to go as Ash when Pokemon was awesome."
"So…you made your own costumes?"
"I can sow…unfortunately," Vincent said. The bell rang, signaling the end of class. "When are the meetings?"
"Room 236, each Wednesday after school," George answered.
"I'll be there," Vincent responded.
( . ) -----------\
The gym was adorned with the schools colors. Everyone was going up the bleachers to grab a seat. It was likely people were going to be forced to stand. One gym and a schoolful of students would've never worked. Link and Zelda entered the gym. Quickly scanning for one of their cohorts with no avail, they ascended the bleachers to a seat at the top.
"Where are your colors, Link?" Zelda asked. She was dressed in the royal blue and crimson red that represented the school.
"Home…" Link responded. "Since when did you even have school spirit?"
"Since this morning," Zelda answered.
Link combed back his blond hair, "Man, its hot in here."
"What do you expect?" Zelda asked. "There are more than a thousand people here with very little ventilation. I'm sure that it will get a little hot in here."
"And where are those two?" Link asked, staring at the entrance. "This was Vincent's idea after all. If he doesn't show up and just said so to take the car to leave… I swear." Link smashed his fists together menacingly.
"Don't try to even act tough Link," Zelda said. "Your more of a lover than a fighter."
"And what's Vincent?" Link asked. "And how I can't be a fighter?"
"Vincent is the brains behind a fighter and a true lover. I know that for a fact."
Link raised his eyebrows.
"Not like that!" Zelda shouted. "I'm just saying he's the kind of guy that is. Link, you cant be a fighter because women easily distract you. Its your weakness so you can never fight for one."
"Given the right one…" Link said. He turned to face Zelda and stared into her eyes.
"So you see, you'll never be a fighter."
"Whatever you say, princess," Link said with a snicker.
"Shut up, knight!" Zelda squealed. "I forbid you insolence!"
"Can you even do that?" Link asked. "Is that possible?"
"Anything's possible for Zelda," Vincent said as he plopped down next to him. Malon took the seat next to him and smiled at all of them. "I mean she the freakin' princess of this story!"
"So this is a story now?" Zelda asked.
"Always has been," Vincent said. "Apparently Link's the knight, Zelda's the princess, I'm the great mercenary and my angel over here is the sweet girl that teaches me to love…"
"Go write a book…" Link said.
"I swear to God, you are going to get it from me on day," Vincent said.
"Why are we even here if we're not even paying attention?" Malon asked, watching the pep rally.
"Because, angel, its part of being a senior," Vincent answered. "Our mascots a stupid bird! How inane is that?"
"Very," Link answered.
"And where are your colors?" Zelda asked to Vincent and Malon, noticing their attires.
"I have red so leave me alone," Vincent answered.
"Me too," Malon said. "And blue eyes. Yay!"
"Blue jeans?"
"You two suck really bad," Zelda said.
"Hey I got colors," Vincent said. "They're just more subtle."
"You know, I never see you two kiss…" Zelda said.
Malon and Vincent looked at each other.
"Cause…we haven't," Vincent answered.
"What?" Zelda asked. "But aren't you two a couple? I mean it is only natural that you two have a physical attraction fro one another. I mean, why not?"
Vincent shrugged. Malon looked away.
"I hate you two…" Zelda said.
"All right, cheerleaders," Link said as they came out to the floor. "There isn't anything better than a cheerleader."
"Link!" Zelda said. "That is so degrading."
"Well, your different so you have nothing to worry about," Link said.
"That's a relief," Zelda said. "Wouldn't want to be out classed by an airhead."
"I want to go home!" Vincent whined.
"Such a boring Friday."
A/N: Homecoming is coming up. Wonder how our guys will fair then.