School rolled around again, and the students who actually enjoyed it and cared for it rose out of bed effortlessly. Others drug themselves out of their beds and homes, but only because they were required to. No one actually wanted to go there.

Link sat with his old buddies today for some reason at lunchtime. He wanted to sit with Zelda and Midna again, but his friends insisted they hang out with him. So, he obliged to their words, sitting down at their table and picking at his food.

Nobody was talking to him, so why was he here again?

Heaving a sigh (he seemed to do that a lot), Link just ate his food in silence, trying to ignore the screaming and shouting that emitted from every direction.

Seconds later, Zelda entered the cafeteria, rushing over to the table she usually sat at with Midna. When she sat down, she flashed a grin at Midna.

She was wondering where Link was.

Midna had suspected this by the brunette's confused facial expression, so she pointed over to the table where Link was sitting. Zelda stared at his back, wondering why he decided to sit there instead of her.

Not that she cared. She should be glad that he's not sitting near her. Link is annoying and mean.

Zelda cursed herself for wishing he was sitting here.

Some good came out of this. Lana decided to sit next to Link, many seats away from where Zelda and Midna were sitting. So, that was a very good thing.

"Lana is really annoying," Zelda signed to Midna, rolling her eyes.

Midna nodded and signed a quick yes of agreement.

The two girls ate their lunch quietly, not really talking much today. Zelda was constantly debating whether or not she should go over to Link and invite him over. It would be easy, really. She didn't have to sign it out. Easily, she could gesture him over to their table with just hand motions. And even if his friends laughed at her, she could ignore it better than others, because she couldn't hear the noise that Midna says is sickening. Also known as, people laughing directly at you. Zelda didn't want to imagine what that sounded like.

But, the other half of Zelda didn't want to go through with this. After school, she could find Link and hang out with him for a little bit then. She didn't have to converse with him at lunchtime.

The debate in her head lasted too long, longer than she thought. Midna tapped Zelda's shoulder, pointing to the door. Zelda looked over and saw that all the students began to pile out of the room.

Sighing, Zelda grabbed her almost empty tray of food and dumped the excess in the trash can, placing her tray on top of it along with the others.

Walking to her next class, she spotted Lana and Link. Lana was talking to him again, not that Zelda minded. Lana was annoying, but that didn't mean she had no rights to talk to Link. It just aggravated Zelda for a reason she couldn't comprehend.

As Zelda opened her locker, she stole glances at the two talking. Lana was leaning against the wall as Link stood beside her, just nodding as she chatted up a storm. Clearly, he wasn't paying any attention and looked bored out of his mind, but that didn't seem to concern Lana.

Zelda felt pity for Link. Not a feeling she expected to feel towards him.

Placing herself in the situation was easy, and she realized how annoying that would be. She herself had never experienced something like that, but she could tell it wasn't pleasant. Lana's voice was probably squeaky and annoying, anyway.

Zelda assumed the bell had rung once all the students began to scurry to their classes. Grabbing her books, Zelda closed her locker and stole one last glance at the two.

Lana was waving a goodbye to Link, and he watched as the blue haired girl skipped off happily.

Before Zelda and Link could make any eye contact, the brunette quickly turned her head and began to walk at a fast pace to her classroom.

Entering the room, Zelda sat down and was ready for the day to be over already.

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That time did eventually come. It always does. The middle of the day seems straining, and it feels like you'll never ever escape the school day. Then, your last class arrives and you're free.

Link walked out of the school—well, more like ran. He was trying to hide before Lana could catch up to him.

Lana wasn't a mean person, in some ways, but she was always talking about pointless things that bored Link. He couldn't even bare to listen to her, but he didn't have the heart to ask her to shut her mouth.

So, he hide behind one of the trees, his figure hiding perfectly behind the moderately sized tree trunk. He heard the distant noise of Lana's laugh. She was probably talking to her twin sister, Cia, this time.

Out of the corner of his eye, Link watched as Lana and Cia were picked up by their parents. The car drove off down the road, and Link exhaled in relief once it was out of his sight.

Exposing himself once more, he almost ran into Zelda when he emerged from behind the tree trunk.

Zelda took a step back, almost falling over and onto the ground. She kept herself steady, though. Truthfully, she just wanted to be alone with her thoughts and draw under this tree. Like she always did from time to time after school.

This could be better, though. Just maybe.

She had so many questions for Link, but she knew he wouldn't understand. He could barely sign the letter A, which was such a simple letter to sign. What an idiot, Zelda thought to herself.

Luckily, she had her sketchbook. The one she was going to draw in, but it would be okay to use for notes again. Just for this instance.

Sitting down on the almost wilted grass, since fall was coming soon, she pulled out the sketchbook and a spare pencil. Not her sketching pencil.

Hello, is what Zelda wrote.

They had a small discussion on the piece of sketching paper, and it lead to them exchanging phone numbers for the first time. It was a bold move to ask him for that information, but Link seemed the least bit fazed by it. In fact, he looked almost eager to write it down.

It would be much easier to communicate with him now.

When the skies began to turn an orange color, dumping all over the world, the two stood up and brushed any dirt off their bottoms.

Link pulled out his phone again and texted Zelda something.

: what do you want your contact name to be?

Zelda waved goodbye to Link as she pulled her own phone out, beginning to walk in the opposite direction of him.

: lol just make it zelda and put some dumb emojis or whatever

: that's what I did for midna

: understandable

: not using emojis because c r i n g e

: mmmmk

: :)

: changed your name to hippopotamus goodbye

: how nice

They didn't text the rest of the day, and Zelda was pondering over just about anything that came to mind.

She was wondering how Link managed to make her image of him change so quickly and so drastically. He seemed like a charismatic person, although he didn't talk too much. Not even to his good friends. He was always a quiet person. Zelda wondered where that loud and mean boy went, the old Link, I mean.

Zelda bit her lip as she walked down the stairs, entering the dining room and preparing herself for dinner. Mother and Father were there, eagerly awaiting her with steak and assorted vegetables.

The brunette ate as quick as she could, answering whatever questions her parents asked. It was mostly about school and how her social life was going, two things that Zelda was uncomfortable talking about.

When she finished dinner, she rinsed off her plate and put it in the dishwasher, immediately rushing upstairs again.

She grabbed her phone and saw two notifications. One from Midna, and one from Link.

: hello friend! answer me!

: hello

Zelda smiled as she responded to both texts, feeling like she was popular, even though these two were the only people not apart of her family that texted her.

Midna and Zelda just chatted about random things, sharing a few laughs in between. But, Link had replied to Zelda in a strange way.

: I need to ask you something tomorrow is that ok?

: ok,,, sure,

He didn't say anything else the rest of the night. Even though that was an okay place to end the conversation, Zelda still felt like she had done something wrong to make it end like that. As the night grew closer, that thought drifted from her mind and she didn't care as much anymore.

She had grown very tired in that amount of time. It was already twelve o'clock in the morning. About an hour before Zelda usually laid down and tried to fall asleep.

She got dressed in her pajamas as quick as she could, turning off the lamp that rested on her left bedside table and closing her eyes.

Zelda had always had trouble with falling asleep. Laying awake and staring at the dimly lit ceiling, tossing and turning and wondering when she would ever fall asleep. It contradicted her problem; she became anxious when she worried about when she would fall asleep. She didn't know if she'd fall asleep too late and then be tired the next morning. It made her anxious for some reason.

But, Zelda fell asleep in half the time span that it usually took her to fall asleep. She was just that sick of everything.

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