Thread for submitting all drabbles under the theme 'School' .
Category: School
Setting: AU--present-time Hyrule
Point of View: Zelda
Tense: Present
Word Count: 485
Test Anxiety
SirJoshizzle
"Psst, Zelda."
I look over to my left, and there's Link, with his blank history test in front of him, and an equally blank look on that almost ridiculously handsome face of his.
"What?" I ask, filling in the blank on number 3 on my own test.
"...What's number one?" He asks.
Are you serious!? The test hasn't even been out for five minutes and already he's asking for answers!? I've never cheated on a test before in my life, but I know enough about cheating to know that you don't just ask for the answer to the first question without even trying.
"Did you read the question?" I sigh to myself.
"Duh," he rolls his eyes. "And I don't know the answer. So what is it already!?"
A small frustrated growl escapes my lips. I look up two questions to number one and read the question in my head: name the three Goddesses and the human characteristics they stand for.
Oh hell no, Link must be joking.
Link is self-admittedly not the sharpest person at our school. I don't even know how he gets out of the rule that you can't be on a sports team without a 2.0 GPA minimum, because he obviously doesn't even have that.
"Figure it out," I answer coldly.
"Come on, Zelda!" He whines quietly. "You're like, the smartest chick in the eleventh grade!"
"And because of that, you expect me to hand over answers just because you're on the varsity team of everything?"
"...That asking too much?"
Good Goddesses, he's so dense!
"If you help me... I'll grace you with a date Friday night," I can literally hear the grin in his voice without even looking at him.
It's pretty much a fact that I have a mad crush on Link... Even he knows it. But what girl wouldn't find him so damn attractive? It is pretty dirty though, that he's using it to his advantage.
"...Ugh, fine," I roll my eyes, sliding my test over to him. "Just to get you off my back."
"Thanks, Zelda," he nods, leaning over to my paper.
"Just don't..." I feel someone standing over me. Hovering ominously over me, eyes fixated on my paper like a hawk. I look up... and there's Mr. Rauru, with a very stern look on his face.
...
"I cannot believe you got me into this," I shake my head angrily at Link as the two of us sit in front of Principal Renado's office.
"But at least you still get the date for helping me," he smirks smugly.
I just fume irately, crossing my arms over my chest... But do I still get that date, or is he just trying to get me to be less mad?
"What kind of restaurant do you like?" I hear his voice ask me.
"Link Avalon! Zelda Harkinian!" Prinipal Renado's voice booms outside his door.
...It was worth it.
Zelink Theme #21: School
Title: Homework, the Enemy
Words: 117
“Can you believe how much homework we’ve got now!” Link complained as he and Zelda walked down the hallway to their English class. “We have two pages worth of homework in math and three for science! We better not have English homework.”
Zelda laughed lightly. She was far used to Link’s complaints about school to take him too seriously. “You say that like it’s a lot.”
“But it is!” Link insisted, sounding whiney.
“You’re just going to have to deal with it,” was Zelda’s response.
Link pouted. Zelda sighed. “If you want help, all you have to do is ask.”
“Really?” It seemed to Zelda that Link’s eyes suddenly lit up happily.
She just smiled and nodded.
Theme 21: School
Words: 625
Title: New
“So that’s the new girl.”
“She looks scared.”
“Scared? It’s an act, I bet you anything. She looks like a rich snob.”
“Just because she has a designer bag doesn’t make her a snob. Honestly!”
“Oh come off it. You know this school is full of them. Am I right, Link?”
“. . . well, um, . . .”
“See? He agrees with me!”
“You didn’t even give him a chance to speak, Malon!”
“I didn’t need to! Saria, you’re just too nice!”
Link groaned, resting his head in his hands. For the thousandth time that day he wished that Mido, Miku, and Darunia weren’t on that band tour; it left him stuck with Malon and Saria, his two girl friends. They were nice and awesome people, but once they started gossiping there was no stopping them. Usually this could have been avoided by the boys distracting them, but with Link as the only male around, his voice was almost completely ignored.
He glanced at the object of discussion, a slender, delicate blond clad in the blue-plaid skirt and white top that was the uniform for the females, seated alone at a small round lunch table. She was indeed new- only started her classes this morning. He’d been there in her first class when one of the administration had brought her in and introduced her to the teacher and class before leaving the poor girl alone. The teacher had ushered her into an empty seat kitty corner from where Link sat, and he had met her midnight blue orbs momentarily before she had turned towards the front, a notebook and pen ready to take notes.
Zelda Harkinian. That was her name, he remembered now. He bit down on his lip, watching as she unwrapped a sandwich and sipped her milk, her gaze downward to avoid all the curious stares and whispers of her fellow schoolmates. Link shook his head, rising to his feet.
“Link?” Malon inquired, breaking off her tirade to stare up at him. “Where are you going?”
He ignored her, walking across the room to where the girl sat, plopping himself in the seat opposite her. Her blond head jerked up, a startled expression on her face as she stared at him.
“Hi,” he said easily, blocking out the sudden surge of loud whispers. “You’re Zelda, right?” When she nodded cautiously, he continued. “I’m Link Forrester. It’s hard being the new kid, huh? I was about three years ago when we first moved here from Ordon.”
For a moment she simply gaze at him, as if trying to figure out if there was some hidden motive behind his actions. But then, a dazzling smile curved her lips. “Yes,” she answered softly. “My father’s a business man, so our family moves a lot. But he settled us here to try and give me some sense of stability, or whatever. I actually lived in Ordon about six years ago for a few weeks. It’s a beautiful place.”
Link grinned. “Yeah. We still have a summer home there. I love going there to ride our horses.” He flicked a stray strand of blond hair out of his eyes, seeing her face light up. “You like horses?”
“Oh yes,” she told him eagerly.
“Then come with me. My friend Malon lives on a ranch and raises horses with her dad. Saria doesn’t ride much, but she’s a sweetheart. I’m sure you’ll like them.” He stood up, holding out his hand to take her bag.
Once more she stared at him, taken aback again. But her expression softened, eyes filled with thanks and warmth. “I’d like that,” she told him softly, allowing him to take her bag and scooped up her lunch to follow him across the lunchroom.
