Legend of Sol (Modern Legend of Zelda)

Josleyn gave Eve a short answer before responding to Zalor, "I just passed out? I didn't.... go anywhere?" That was all she managed to get out before Zalor was within earshot so Josleyn decided to change the subject and answer Sol's friend instead, not really wanting anyone else to know what she and Eve had been speaking of.

"Hello Zalor." she said casually "Sorry, I haven't seen Sol." she added to answer his question. "Not since he rudely disappeared from the nurses office." she teased but then sobered quickly "If you see him though, please let me know? I'm kind of worried about him. He's been acting more strangely than usual today."

"No way! How is Gretchen above me on this list? The girl's skin is like sandpaper!" Lyra heard some girl whine from somewhere in the classroom she had just entered. She located the source of the whispers from a couple of girls in the back of the classroom "Um, Malon, she's half Goron. Cut the girl some slack. All things considered, she's not entirely unfortunite."
A third girl spoke, snatching the paper they were all looking at away from the first girl. She smirked as she spoke "I'm not sure if you'll feel the same way, Flora, when I tell you that she's ahead of you too."
"What!? No way, that disgusting toadface is ahead of me?!" the girl half screached, half whispered, grabbing at the list. The other girls erupted into hushed giggles.

Curiosity getting the better of her, Lyra made her way over to the group. Upon noticing, one girl grabbed the list and quickly stuffed it into her pocket.

Feigning a cheerful oblivious attitude, Lyra waved at the girls with a graceous smile "Flora! Malon! Nayru! How were your summers? I missed the three of you since we lost touch." she said in a charming mock pout.
Almost instantly, the three girls attitudes changed from tension to releif to an equal cheerfulness to Lyra's. "Oh my gosh Lyra!" the one named Nayru beamed, stepping forward to give Lyra a half hug "You look so cute today. Gosh your hair has gotten long! Are you taking this class too? You should sit with us we have so much to catch up on!" They spread out some, giving Lyra room into their circle.
"Totally." Lyra agreed, more cheerfully than her normal tone but in a way she knew would appeal to the girls. Having not really heard about this 'list' before now, Lyra took a shot in the dark by deciding to assume more people knew about whatever it was they were talking about than just them. "So, what's this news I hear going around about a list of girls? Is there some pagent I'm not aware of?" Using flattery as her next tactic, she turned to the girl with the paper in her pocket "If there is, Nayru should totally enter! Wouldn't that be so fun? We could make it a group effort and everything with Malon using her expert hair and makeup skills and Flora instructing her on what to say for the intervew questions, she would definitely win."
The other girls laughed and Malon spoke up "I hadn't thought of that before. Maybe Sol's writing the list of people elegible to do a Pagent to find his future wife? It would be just like that fairy tale about the young elf with the glass anklet at theroyal ball!"
"Malon!!!" both of the other girls tried to shush her, but it was too late, the truth was out.
"Oh... sorry." Malon squeaked sheepishly.
"So, Prince Sol made a list of girls? That's fascinating. I knew you girls would know something so interesting on the first day of school." Lyra continued her ruse without falter. "Being so popular and interesting and all. I'm glad I decided to sit with you this is fun." she said, clapping her hands together twice and asking a question she knew they couldn't ignore, knowing this particular group's need for gossip "So, what do you think it's about?"
All three of them shrugged, forgetting secrecy for the sake of their egos. "No one really knows. But most everyone is thinking that he's ranking all of the girls in school for datability purposes or how hot they are." Flora giggled
Lyra's interest increased, of course she didn't honestly believe this was the purpose of such a list. She didn't know prince Sol that well aside from the few encounters she had with him while with Josleyn, but he didn't seem like that kind of a boy. No, something else was going on in the prince's life and she was sure that list would be something the Prince valued greatly to get back.
"That's fascinating. I want to see it. Do you happen to know who has it now?" she said.
"Actually..." Flora said in a playful manner "We do." she pulled it out of her pocket and handed it to Lyra "Go ahead take a look, we've all already looked at it and know our ranks. So tell us Lyra, can you find your name on his list of crushes?" another fit of giggling.
Lyra gracefully took the list and looked it over, having timed it perfectly because the letter got into her hands just as the bell rang and the teacher came storming into class "Alright everyone take your seats and no lollygagging! Just because it's the first day of school doesn't mean I'm going to cut you some slack. Reminis to each other about your summer vacations later. Chop chop!"
Flora looked at Lyra with a questioning look. "I'll return it to you after class." Lyra lied in a hushed tone. The other three nodded and turned their attention to the teacher.

"Alright class, let's begin with roll call shall we?" the teacher announced. "For those of you that are new to my class this year, my name is Professor Gryphon and I am your Hyrulian History teacher." He was saying as he finished writing his name on the blackboard and then turning his attention to his roll book. "Now, let's get started. Malon Rulenski?"
"Here!"
"Wonderful, now Rugar Chang?"
"Here!"
The process of roll call finally began to come to a close, Lyra was slightly surprised that her name had not yet been called. Finally, at very last, "Lyra Inferio?"
"Here!" Lyra said. The teacher smiled "That wasn't roll call dear. It was a question. Your name isn't on my list are you sure you're supposed to be taking my class this hour?"
Slightly embarassed, Lyra pulled out her scheduel, ignoring the stiffled giggles coming from the other people in class.
"i think so..." she was saying "It says here I"m registered for this hour at least." she said, confused.
"Interesting..." the professor walked to a monitor behind his desk and scrolled through... "Ah, heres the problem. I must have missed this email somehow. Apparently you are supposed to be taking Advanced Magics and swordplay in the training hall this hour with 10 other of the students in your class. My apologes my dear. Let me just correct this on your scheduel..." he said, taking out a quill and making the proper adjustments to the paper in Lyras hand magically from across the room "Your History class isn't until next hour. Let me just write you this note explaining to King Ace why you were late. This is entirely my fault, I dont want you getting into trouble because of my mistake." he handed her a small piece of paper that he had written his apology onto and then ushered her out the door "Go on now, don't want to miss too much of your first AP combat class. And congratulations on your acceptance into the class. It is quite an honor. Only 10 seniors get selected for that class per year."

Lyra only nodded politely while the professor rambled, pretending to try to hand the list back to one of the girls she had been talking to earlier. Of course, she was scolded for passing notes when she should be getting to class and was stopped. After faking an apologetic look to her three new 'friends' Lyra hurried out the door, thanking the goddesses for her luck. That theft of Prince Sol's list was carried out better than she had planned. Not really caring to look at the list for the moment, Lyra tucked it safely away in the pocket of her jacket. It's content didn't interest her. Only the prince's need, or lack thereof, to get it back.

 

Having been walking calmly down the hall, Lyra was a bit stunned when she turned a corner and was suddenly taken out by a random stranger. The impact of running into the stranger knocked her over backwards. Having grown up where she did, her first instinct was to spring up and attack the stranger, but her common sense stopped her.

"Killing a student on your first day isn't exactly good for your permanent record anyway." the voice in her head mused.

Laughing at the coment softly, Lyra sat up and began to gather her books, deciding to take the high road as the stranger who ran into her was scolding her. "My apologes." she said, just as cheerfully as ever "I must have been day dreaming."

'I'll be late for Lord Ace's class. As my king AND my teacher right now, I doubt he would take my lateness as easy as he would with other students. I should hurry, though this letter from the other class's teacher should help some hopefully...'

"Sorry!" she called after Zalor with a shrug. "Oh well, I'll let Sol know Zalor's looking for him in class I guess." she looked at Eve, "I guess we'll talk about this later, I should get to class." she said apologetically before heading to the training hall. She got there in no time seeing as it was just a few steps away from her locker anyways. As she entered she counted 8 students not including herself. Still 5 minutes until class starts. It's still pretty late to be just barely arriving though. At least I'm not the only one. she thought to herself. Of the class, she recognised all of them but only knew a handful of them (including Ace and Sol) personally.

 

*the bit about going to Ace's class was supposed to be a thought she didn't say it outloud. Sorry I forgot the italics

"Will do." Lyra said before going on her way again. She got into class just as the bell rang and set her History books on top of one of the wepon racks so it wouldn't get desturbed. She noticed Josleyn wasn't far from her and casually strolled to stand next to her.

"You not with Sol? Is the sky falling or something?" she joked.

Josleyn laughed a little "He's been busy today and kind of stressed out so I'm giving him some space. He's not admitting it, but there's like an 85% chance that he's going to end up at our doorstep after school today though."

"Do I even dare ask why?"
Josleyn laughed, "Probably not."

"Does it have to do with this?" Lyra discretely pulled the infamous peace of paper out of her pocket and handed it to Josleyn. Recognising her best friend's handwriting instantly, Josleyn looked astonished "What is this?"

Lyra shrugged "I was hoping you could tell me. What is your boyfriend doing making lists like this in class?"

"How many times do I have to tell you? He's not my boyfriend. He can make lists if he wants to... I don't care."

"Yeah sure ok." Lyra teased, taking the list back before anyone could see. "So you don't have any idea what this is about? Should I give it back to him?"

The answer dawned in Josleyn before Lyra even finished her question "I think i know what this is about...." she said, looking worried "Lyra where did you get that list?"
"Off of some girls in the History class that's going this hour. They were gossiping about how the prince was ranking them on it."
"Well that's not good..." Josleyn said, her eyebrows furrowing. "Hold on to it for now." she instructed her friend "And make sure no one else sees it the last thing he needs is a rumor."
"yeah... about that..." Lyra said cautiously "I think it's too late to avoid rumors."
From outside the still-open doors of the training hall that was right next to the two friends, a group of Zora girls walked past and Lyra and Jos both heard them arguing about who Sol fancied more based on the list. Josleyn sighed "Ok, fair enough. Just hold on to the list. I'll talk to sol later when there arent as many ears around us."
That was when the final bell rang and the doors sealed themselves shut.

 

Jos waved as Eve flew away "I'm sure he'll behave." she laughed. She and Lyra then made their way to the front of class, as Ace seemed to be about to want to start class. It was then that Ace began to speak.
Lyra wasn't surprised by Ace's order for her to call him by his official title. She probably would have even if he hadn't told her to, it was an ediquite thing in her culture to show a certain amount of respect to her own leaders and elders as well as those from other nationalities as well. Besides, though she didn't know him well personally, she owed him her life in a way.
"Not nessisarily, even if he and the other Gerudo hadn't accepted you as one of their own and bought your freedom, you would have been alright."
Lyra was confused by the voice's words and responded, mentally as always, 'I was too young and powerless to fight off the slave traders by myself. If it weren't for their kindness, I would still be a slave today, if not worse. she shuttered.
You have more power than you give yourself credit for." the voice responded.
Lyra ignored it this time, focusing on class instead.

"Jos? Sol? Can one of you define parry for the class?"

Jos was the one to answer Ace's question, speaking confidentely but barely loudly enough for everyone in the class to hear "To parry is to ward off an attack or a weapon with a counter move. It's also known as a counter-strike."