|Only in High School
Author: No Pain No Gain PM
One awesome school, two crazy friends, one hot girl, one bully, one new kid, new classes, one week, a dangerous uncle, fun outings and one weird principal all add up to one huge disaster of a school week. Holy crap,I won't survive. Modern Hyrule,AU,ZeLinkRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Link & Zelda - Chapters: 9 - Words: 64,239 - Reviews: 165 - Favs: 128 - Follows: 19 - Updated: 04-28-09 - Published: 03-02-09 - Status: Complete - id: 4898535
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*is jumping around, squealing fangirlishly* OMIGAWD, YOU GUYS! IT'S A NEW STORY! AGAIN! XDDDD Yes, this is another chapter=day story ^_^ Cookie for anyone who can guess for what occasion :D Hint: It's going to go until Sunday X3
So yeah, you think about that while I type the next chapter. I swear, this idea popped up in my head, maybe three hours ago? I had to type this chapter quickly ^_^ I havn't even planned anything yet O_o But I got some pretty good ideas X3 It's a ZeLinker too! Wow, what a major shocker XD. So yeah, I'll stop talking, and you can read my new fic :D Only in High School!!!! :DDDDD
Do you know how stressful a first day at a new school can be? Oh, so maybe you don't. Well I do.
So here I am, standing like an idiot in front of my new school, books in hand, bag on my back, looking at it intently. It wasn't a special school or anything. I had just used the money my late mom and dad left me to afford a school year away from my uncle. Let's just say… We didn't have a good relationship. Pffff… Men. All the stupid things they can do when they're constantly drunk…
Brushing the thoughts of my drunken uncle away from my head, I walked inside. The hallways were crowded with students, new faces I didn't even know. I swallowed. Until now, I had been home schooled by my vain uncle. Now, I decided to take my life into my own hands and go to school. Besides, he always fell asleep or sway around in a drunken manner around the first half of my course all the time.
I'm fifteen years old now. I can take care of myself.
With those thoughts in mind, I took in a deep breath and stopped a random teacher walking in the hallway.
"Excuse me, Miss, but where is the principal's office?" I asked.
She smiled warmly at me. "Head down the hallway and turn left." She answered.
I nodded. "Thank you. Have a nice day." I politely said goodbye.
"Good day to you too, young man." She smiled as I walked away.
Like she said, I walked to the end of the hallway and turned left. Soon enough, I was met with a door with a metal tag spelling "Principal's Office" on it. First, I fixed my double sleeved shirt to make sure it was straight on my shoulders, adjusted my pants as not to make me look like a punk with them low under my waist, and finally, I took three deep breaths and knocked.
"Come in." a gruff voice replied.
I convinced myself nothing could go wrong, and opened the door, stepping inside.
"Yes, how can I help you?" the principal asked, an average middle aged man with a light beard and curly black hair. His brown eyes were sparkling with laughter behind the square glasses that made him look so serious, and I realized he wasn't as serious as he looked. I still restrained myself from sighing in relief, though. I also noticed the name tag on his desk "Principal Rauru Lighte" it spelled.
"Good morning, Sir. I'm Link Gaiden, the new student here." I said in a monotone voice, standing as straight as possible. Call me crazy, but I had practiced all my speeches during the day at least a million times.
"Link Gaiden, hunh?" he laughed heartily, looking into his filing cabinet under G. He soon found what I realized was my file and took it out, along with an identity paper.
"Former address?" he asked.
"93532 Castle Town eastern alley." I replied almost mechanically.
"15, Sir, soon to be 16."
"Good." He said, giving me my identity paper. I saw he had marked check marks next to my name, age and address. "Welcome to Hyrule High, Link." he greeted.
I smiled. "Thank you, Sir." I replied.
"So, since you're new, I'll give you a day to get used to the place." He grabbed a paper. "Here's the map of the school…" he took out another paper. "And here's your class schedule." He handed both papers to me. I took them with a thankful nod.
"What about my stuff?" I asked.
"Oh, yes, thank you." He laughed, reaching for a paper. "Well, the only open room is room 244. Two boys, your age, are also in that room. So your new roommates. The class bell already rang, so they're probably in class now. You can take this key, and go to your new room to settle in." he handed me the key. "And you can meet them at lunch time. Their names are posted on the school billboard, in front of my office and almost everywhere in the school, so you can check. Any questions?" he asked.
I processed all the information, then shook my head. "Not for now…" I replied uneasily.
"Good then! If you ever have any questions, come and ask me today, during classes. After classes, today, you can ask your new roommates. So until later, Link." he laughed.
I half grinned. "Goodbye, Sir." I respectfully waved, heading for the door.
"Oh, and nice meeting you Link. Hope you like it here at Hyrule High." He grinned.
I nodded. "I'm sure I will Sir. Thank you." And with that, I stepped out and walked towards the dormitories, carrying my tiny suitcase behind me.
Once I had opened my new room with my key, I stepped inside and closed the door. My attention was drawn to the walls. The wall on top of the black sheeted bed was covered with posters of rock bands and skull heads. The wall on top of the dark blue sheeted one was covered with posters of martial arts and fencing stars. There were also a few posters of bands in the middle of the two beds, apparently a band that the two of them agreed on.
My eyes were diverted to my own side of the room. My bed was simple, and green sheeted. I had requested it green. The walls were faint blue, almost white, and there was one window with a pale green curtain on it. I headed for the window and opened it to let some fresh air in, and opened the curtain to let some light in as well. Then, I reached for the light switch next to my bed and put on the lights.
I also noticed there were two closets, apparently to share. One mirror was on the back of each closet door. Drawers were set in the wooden structure separating the two closets, and a stereo was put in a crevasse on top of the drawers. Other than that, there was a metal desk with two layers, a desk lamp on it, papers strewn everywhere, pencils and erasers dropped all over the desk. There was a black garbage can under the desk. In total, there were also three metal chairs. There was also one bookshelf, filled with scholar manuals I realized were mine, as well as my roommates'. There was also a random mini bar fridge, which I guessed the other boys had bought out of their own money, since it was never mentioned in my room description at the beginning of the year. I could also see a door to what I assumed was a bathroom.
Wow. This must be the most luxurious room I've ever been! Goddamn, my uncle's apartment wasn't this cool! Yeah, well, there was a bathroom for both of us, two bedrooms (go guess, the smallest one went to me), one kitchen, and one living room. And the entire place constantly smelled like alcohol and sweat. Disgusting.
So yeah. This was a whole new concept to me now. I silently put my little suitcase on my bed and opened it. Then, I made sure I had everything I needed, and after that was done with, I put my keys in my jeans' pocket, took the school map with me, money, just in case, and walked out of my room.
Making sure it was locked, I pulled the handle once more and walked away. The hallway was monotonous. Doors were lined on each side, stuck closely to each other. I soon made it to the stairs that lead to the other side, and downstairs. I checked my map. The other side was the girls' dormitories, and boys weren't aloud there. Same went for the boys' dormitory, vice-versa. I chuckled. They were right to put that rule.
So I took the staircase downstairs. Once there, I passed the main entrance of the school and headed down one more level, to the basement. Apparently, that's where the main hallways were located that lead to the main stairs, stairs H1 H2 H3 and H5. For some reason, there was no H4. Guess they must have demolished it or changed its name. Because there were also a random C3 and C4 pair of staircases that were located at the back of the school. Those lead to the gymnasiums and the cafeteria.
We could also access the fitness center by C4, and the pool by C3.
Okay, so let's take this all over again: The classes were located on the second, third and fourth floors. The dormitories on the first. The cafeteria, hallways and staircases on the basement. The pool and fitness center on the first floor. And finally, the entertainment room was on the first floor as well. Entertainment… Sweet. That's the room with the TV's, the video games, the baby-foot tables, ping-pong, pool tables, everything!
I'll visit that later. Right now, I'm curious to see who my roommates are. So I headed around, looking for a billboard. I finally found one a bit further in the hallway. I then looked around. Under the announcements for people selling old school books, or services, I found the paper with the roommate listings on them. Taking a peek at the guys' room numbers, I found my room. Room 244.
I raised a brow when I didn't see my name next to the room number, but figured they didn't have time to update all the papers yet. So I checked the names of my two other roommates and walked away.
I still had time until lunch time, when I could finally meet my roommates, so I decided to give myself a tour of this school.
Oh Goddesses, I am so lucky to be here today instead of home with my uncle.
The bell. The lunch bell. As I left the swimming pool area to head for the cafeteria, my heart started thumping faster. In fact, it started beating faster and faster with each step I took. I don't think I've ever been this nervous in my life. I gulped down, but nothing stopped me from heading down the stairs to the cafeteria.
The cafeteria, the only room I hadn't visited yet, was HUGE! Around ten types of food stands were located on the sides of the circular room. Tables were set everywhere, with student scattered on each one of them. Others were standing in line at the food stands. Others were just talking. The bright colours on everyone's clothes blinded me for a moment as I tried seeing past the flurry of students.
Knowing that standing here, doing nothing wouldn't really help, I decided to check the place out. So I willed my feet to take a few steps while looking around distractedly. I didn't wake up until I bumped into someone and fell on the ground. Quickly picking myself up, I brushed my clothes off and looked at the student in whom I had bumped into.
He has so frickin HUGE! At least three heads over me, he looked like a bodybuilder more than a student at a high school. His orange-red hair was cut short and was stuck up in athletic spikes over his head. His deep brown skin tone proved he was from the desert. His eyes were peering yellow, something I had never seen before. He wore a black punk t-shirt and huge baggy jeans with shredded bottoms, as well as gauntlets on his hands. He wore old running shoes, worn by the use.
"S…Sorry about… bumping into you…" I apologized, trembling slightly before his imposing figure.
"You must be the new guy! Everyone knows not to bump into Dragmire." He laughed, gripping my shirt from the front. Way to go, Link. Awesome way to start making friends. "Because they wish they never had." He laughed cruelly. I blanched. I'm doomed. Maybe I should quit and go back to my uncle right away. His drunken attitude is much better than this.
"Leave him alone, Ganondork." I suddenly heard a voice behind me. I strained my head to see, but couldn't turn it entirely.
"Yeah, pick on someone your own size, Fag-mire." Another voice added. I couldn't help but crack a smile. Come on! It was just too funny!
"So you laughing now, punk?" he growled, tightening his grip on my shirt.
I regretted my smile instantly. "I said I was sorry!" I argued.
"Well sorry ain't enough, fairy boy." He laughed.
He suddenly stepped in front as someone probably pushed him in the back. He then growled.
"Fine, want him back so badly, you can have this freak, dweebs." He growled, throwing me away.
I put my gymnastics training in use as I flipped in the air and landed on my feet, kneeled, two hands on the ground, looking up at Ganondork Fag-mire. Sorry, sorry, couldn't stop thinking of it. Ganondorf Dragmire. It was just so funny!
"I'll be back, dweeb face." He bared his pointy teeth at me and I gulped down nervously, not moving. He then turned around indignantly and walked away with his bunch of friends (his gang would be more appropriate). I got up and brushed myself off, fixing the shirt I was wearing. Goddamn, he loosened it so much!
"You okay?" I suddenly heard the voice from before behind me. I turned around and was met with an ebony-haired boy with red flaming eyes. His bangs were strewn around, a bit like mine, but it's the current fashion for boys that way. Except my hair was medium-long, tied in a short ponytail. His cut down at the bottom of his neck. He was wearing a black t-shirt with a skull on it, and low cut punk-style baggy jeans. I could also see a hint of white, assuming what would be his running shoes, under the long jeans. His body was one of a real teen, muscled and strong. His ears were also pierced with various piercings, like two silver loops on each lobe, and some kind of punk earring shaped like a silver cylinder was rolled around the top of both his ears.
"Yeah, thanks a lot." I panted, grinning sheepishly.
"Sweet." He extended his hand. "I'm Dark." He greeted, flashing a toothy grin, showing a few of his pointy teeth.
"Wait. You're Dark?" I asked with a hint of a smile on my face as I made a fist and punched his knuckles the way boys greeted each other. Come on, I'm not THAT much of a dweeb as to shake hands.
"You know me? You're just new here, though." He raised a brow, scratching his head.
"Um.. Yeah… I'm kinda…" I bit my lip, deciding to break it to him. "I'm kinda like, your new roommate." I chuckled sheepishly, looking at his reaction.
He only smiled and turned back. "YO SHEIK!" he called. My heart thumped faster. That was the name of my second roommate.
Suddenly, after a flurry of dark blue, a blond boy with red eyes stopped in front of me. His bangs were actually neatly seperated in two ways, and his pure blond hair was almost long like mine, except he didn't tie it. His eyes were calm, and his stance was at the same time relaxed, but tense for anything that might happen. He too was also very fit and muscled, as I noticed under his shirt. He had twin dark blue loop earrings on each ear.
"Yeah?" he asked. Judging by his voice, he was the second voice who defended me before.
"This guy's our new roommate." Dark grinned. Sheik flashed a light smile.
"Awesome. I'm Sheik." He extended his closed fist in front of me. I closed my own and gave him a slight punch as a greeting.
"Oh sweet Din! We have an alibi to skip class to show this guy around!" Dark cheered.
I chuckled sheepishly. "I kinda gave myself a tour already." I mumbled.
"Aaaw…" Dark looked at the ground, frowning.
I smiled. "But I never said I didn't need help moving in." I grinned.
His eyes lifted right back up. "WOO! NO CLASSES FOR THE AFTERNOON!" he jumped around excitedly as Sheik laughed.
"Come on. First, we eat. Then, we tell the principal our super cool alibi. Then, we help you move in. Then, we spend the entire day at the Entertainment room." He grinned at me. Unlike Fag-mire and Dark, he didn't have pointy teeth.
So they led me to 'their' table, as they called it. No names, or anything, but if anyone dared to sit there, Dark would kick them out. Literally. So we sat down there, where Sheik and Dark had already put their lunch and Dark started shovelling the food in his mouth. Sheik, on the other hand, calmly ate his pasta. Then, they both looked at me as I was eating nothing.
"You're not gonna eat? It's like a regular food court, here. I trust you know how those work." Sheik chuckled slightly.
"Yeah, aren't gonna eat anything?" Dark replied through bites of Cucoo.
"No… I'm… I'm not hungry." I grinned unconvincingly. Truth is, I would have eaten something, I was hungry as hell, but there was a huge lump in my stomach that didn't let me eat. I had a hard time swallowing my own spit, so imagine with food. I guess I was a bit more than just nervous. So all during lunchtime, I played with my fingers while the guys ate their food.
Then, once they were done, I followed them outside the cafeteria, towards our room.
"Home sweet home!" Dark laughed as he opened the door to Room 244 and walked inside. Sheik also chuckled and held the door open for me. I thanked him and stepped inside.
"Okay, so rules." Dark pointed at a paper on the wall I hadn't noticed before.
"There are rules?" I raised a brow, disappointed.
"Aw, don't look so disappointed. You'll see." Sheik chuckled as he sat on his bed. I sat on my own as Dark stood up like a teacher and explained.
"Rule number one: Don't hog the bathroom, please." He lectured.
I laughed. If these were the rules, I could get used to them.
"Rule number two: Never clean up your stuff unless it's inspection day." He said.
I stifled a giggle. I had a feeling this was going to be fun.
"Rule number three: Help Dark in math." He grinned.
I started laughing. "You're THAT bad?" I asked.
"He barely passed his final exams with sixty percent, so now you know." Sheik laughed.
I chuckled along with him.
"SILENCE!" Dark imitated a teacher as he stomped his foot. "Now, Rule number four: Posters over the walls are musts if we want to piss off the room inspectors." He said. "We'll go out Saturday and see if we can find you anything." He grinned.
"Sure." I grinned.
"Rule number five: pillow fights are a tradition." He grinned. "And number six, my favourite: Piss off the teachers as much as possible by staying up after curfew, putting loud music, putting posters up, and a bunch more." He laughed.
Sheik and I started laughing with him. Okay, so these guys were bad ass, but at least I wasn't stuck with Fag-mire. Speaking of him…
"Rule number seven: It has nothing to do with the room's rules, but ignore Fag-mire and his bunch of faggot friends. By the way, he's the school's official bully, so avoid him as much as possible." He lectured. "Rule number eight: HAVE A DAMN GOOD TIME HERE!" he cheered.
I laughed. Sweet…
"Oh, and rule number nine." He added, clearing his throat. "There are no rules." He grinned. That was enough to make me fall backwards and start laughing like a madman.
"THIS IS GONNA BE WILD!" Sheik cheered when Dark finished reading the 'rules'.
"Totally! Now let's go excuse ourselves from class!" Dark whooped and hollered as he opened the door and ran for the principal's office. Sheik followed, and I was left behind, thinking of how cool this new way of life would be.
Sheik's blond head suddenly popped back into the room, his red eyes scrutinizing me. "Are you coming?" he asked.
I looked around for a second, energized. I had real friends now, a cool atmosphere, a good school, and a semi-perfect life. What else could I ask for?
"Yeah." I smiled, and got up. He waited for me as I stood up, and we both locked the door before walking towards the principal's office.
About ten hours later, we were all in our beds, talking. Of course, the curfew had been passed over an hour ago, but my new roommates didn't seem to care.
During those ten hours, they gave me a better tour of the school, explanations and all. Then, when I was finally comfortable, they took me to the cafeteria, where I ate something. Now that I wasn't so nervous anymore, the lump had disappeared. This wasn't as bad as I thought.
And in the end, until curfew, we played baby foot and ping pong in the entertainment room, as well as watch TV and own each other at a game called Super Mash Bros Tourney. So it's basically this bunch of fighters from many different games that are all put in the same game and get to pwn each other. It's an awesome game.
Then, after curfew, they took me back to our room, where we put on our pyjamas, brushed our teeth and pretended to be asleep when the hall monitors came in, but kept talking when they were gone.
You know what? This wasn't so bad after all! For a first day, it was okay. And I'm gonna see much more tomorrow.
I smiled as I bid the two other boys, my two roommates, my two new best friends, good night, and turned around. Closing my eyes, I listened to the crickets chirping outside as I was rocked to sleep by their soothing lullaby.
Hope that wet the appetites X3 PS: Paragraphing was CC's thing ^_^ He explained to me how to make paragraphs with speeches and dialogues ^_^ Hope I got it right :)
So, a bit about inspiration ^_^ This is actually how I felt when I moved into my new school this year. No, it's not a school where you sleep in the school, but I still felt like Link in the cafeteria, or around the school and stuff. First day, I was supposed to buy my lunch at the cafeteria, and I ate anything that would be allowed to go down (aka, three spoonfuls of rice). I tried to calm down, but I couldn't so I ended up throwing all my lunch away XD And then, the school was so frickin huge! :O I kinda got lost, but thankfully, they didn't kill the new students fore being late XD THEY DIDN'T EVEN GIVE US A FRICKIN MAP! I sure could have used one TT__TT
EDIT: A lot of people said that they liked how I portrayed Link's emotions in this chapter ^_^ Well, truth is, I just wrote down how I felt the first day at my new school ^^; Of course, there was no bully, and I didn't have roommates, but it was still almost the same :)
Oh, and a few significant things ^_^:
Room 244= My English classroom XD
93532 (Link's address): take a phone or a cellphone and translate the numbers into letters. If you find what that spells, then you gets fifteen cookies ( I don't know why 15, but whatev XD) and a hug :D
Ganondork: Hehe ^^; Used to call him that the first time I played OoT and died XD
Fag-mire: I was kinda looking for something that I could distort off Dragmire to make it sound stupid. I thought of Bag-mire, dag-mire, lag-mire, then suddenly, Fag-mire popped up in my head XDDDDD It fits him SO MUCH! B.T.W, F.Y.I XD (stands for by the way, for your info XD) Fag is short for faggot X3 That's why I laughed so much lolz XD
Dark and Sheik: I dunno why, they just felt like the perfect roommates ^_^ Dark's the rebel, fun, punk boy, and Sheik's the calm, funny, cool guy :) We'll see about Link later ;)
Oh, and a lot of things will be explained in the next chapters ^_^ So please review :D Seeya later, guys ^_^