Fan Fiction ❯ Here and Now ❯ Wake Up, and Taste the Eggs ( Chapter 1 )

I saw the sword again in my dreams, for the umpteenth time, and then took it within my grasp and became the Hero. I was always the Hero in my dreams for some reason. I took the shininess of the blue metal and gazed at the triangle imprinted in the middle of the handle. It reminded me of courage for some reason, even though I had seen millions of triangles in my dreams and in real life before, this one was special. I felt it as a part of me.

Yeah right! And then I woke up from my dreams, swimming in a lake of my own saliva.

"Dammit," I cursed under my breath, and took the corner of my dark brown comforter, and wiped the saliva that was running from my chin, and wiped it up, catching it all in the comforter corner. I got up, went into the bathroom, peeled off my boxers, and stepped into the shower.

After ridding myself of the sleepy feeling that tingled all over my body, and getting dressed; I went back into the bathroom, and back into the bathroom, quickly combing my wild, blonde hair, and then brushing my teeth. I was then satisfied with the minty tingle from my breath, and headed downstairs, where my uncle was cooking breakfast.

"Good morning," I said to my uncle, who was now scooping the contents of the skillet onto two plates.

"'Morning, Link," he said, now putting the plate in front of me. The eggs looking back up at me smelled very good, and beckoned me to take a big bite. "Remember, if you don't eat fast, your going to be late for school."

"I know, I know," I said, taking a big bite of the eggs and then taking my fork out quickly, making a sour face. "You know, I'm not that hungry, and I really have to get to school early, so if you don't mind, I'm going to head out."

"Ok, then, but you're missing out on a very good breakfast," he said, taking a bite of his own, and then making the same sour face I did. "Or maybe not," I heard him say, as I got up and grabbed my book-bag and headed out the door. I stood quietly out on the curb, and waited patiently for the bus, which was always late.

It had been at least fifteen minutes before the bus came down the street, squeaking and creaking. I sighed as the bus came to a stop in front of my mailbox, and the door flew open. I walked up three steps, and took my usual seat in the back of the bus; I looked at the seat next to me and there she was. Zelda Harkinian.

Zelda was so beautiful with her blonde hair, and azure eyes. It was as if she were...a princess. (To me, she resembled one, and sometimes in my dreams, when I was the hero, she was a princess, and I got to save her.) She was quiet at school, and she seemed to be the outcast of all the girls. I felt sorry for her, because she never really did have any friends.

She looked over at me and smiled softly. "Good morning," she said quietly, and then looked out the window.

"G-g-good m-morning," I stuttered, and she looked back at me and smiled again.

"What are you doing back here?" a redheaded girl said, popping her head up behind the seat in front of me.

"Nothing, Malon. Just taking my usual seat," I said, and tried to get her to go away as best as I could.

"Oh...okay," Malon said. "Do you like sitting back here? You know, there is plenty of room next to me. No need to sit near...her," Malon said, looking at Zelda, and got a salty look upon her face.

"Look, Malon, I don't like you, okay? And don't talk about Zelda like that! She's way better than you! Now, if you don't mind, go sit down, and stay away from me! I haven't had a good morning, and I don't need any crap from you," I said, glaring at her.

"Fine!" Malon huffed, getting up, and walking back to her seat.

"Thank you...no one's ever stood up for me," Zelda said quietly.

"Aw, it was nothing, really. She just never leaves me alone, and I get tired of it. That's not the first time I've yelled at her," I said, shifting in my seat. (I think I blushed, and I think she noticed!)

Zelda giggled and then asked, "What period do you have lunch?"

"Fourth," I replied.

"Me too. Do you want to sit with me at lunch? I never really get to sit with anyone, and I was wondering if maybe...you would want to?" she asked, looking at me with her big, innocent, azure eyes.

"Y-y-yes. I would like to that would be g-g-good," I said, stuttering again.

She smiled and got up and walked down the bus aisle, getting in the back of the line to get off. I followed her, and just to my luck, Mido cut in front of me. I sighed, knowing that this would be a long day.