There were butterflies in my stomach. I looked over at little Zelda next to me, but she didn't notice me at all. It made me mad. She's a modest girl, but she was good at nearly everything...she still is. It made the butterflies scramble and create more problems. I felt nauseous; I needed to lay down. Unfortunately, Instructor Horwell made us stand for our choir recital.
My mother and father thought it would be a great idea to make me join the Junior Girl's choir. Unfortunately, I can't sing for the life of me. It's so terrible. My notes were always too low for the music. I could keep a tempo, but I couldn't insert beautiful sound, like Zelda.
Ugh, I hate her.
I looked around at the small crowd of parents and boy kids. They were so dorky, it wasn't even funny. I would've laughed if I wasn't so nervous. It was then that I spotted him. Suddenly, everything felt better. I felt like I was going to sing well, even though even Instructor Horwell told me to just stay "piano" the whole time.
Instructor Horwell presented the Junior Girl's Choir. Everyone applauded, and as he turned around. My good feeling went away. When he started the song, my mouth stayed shut. It might as well had been sewed up. I stood awkwardly for a second, when I felt her hold my hand. I looked over, to see Zelda holding my hand, smiling, and singing. It made me feel assured that I will be okay, although I now hate her guts. I start to sing, and fall in tune for about only a very small amount of time. I'm loud, obnoxious, and Instructor Horwell has to keep signaling to me to quiet. Eventually I do, but it didn't fix the fact that I belted out the Goddess' song with such musical disgrace, I should have been lynched for it. When the song ended, I heard nothing. Everyone was appalled at me. Even my parents tried to act like I wasn't there. Zelda squeazes my hand tighter.
All of a sudden, I hear "SJENN!!!! YOU ARE AMAZING!!" I look over to see him standing and applauding for me. I feel extreemly wonderful that he noticed me, because even though I knew I was terrible, he still loved me like a sister. He starts my parents' applaud, then everyone becomes proud of their little girls standing up there, one by one. I feel like he started my wave of popularity, and in a way, he did. Instructor Horwell lets us all mingle with our parents. I ignore my parents, and I smack right into him. We hug, and kiss the bases of eachother's necks (It was a small traddition that started as a secret handshake a week from that date. We still do it today). He pulls back, and I look at my chubby seven-year-old hero. He smiled widely, and I see all of his missing baby teeth as gaps in his head.
"You're my best friend," I reminded him. "It's not obvious?" He asked. He had a slight lisp (That is unfortunately gone, because I thought it was cute), so all his "ss" sounds were like "thhh" sounds. "I'll always be here, you know that," he said. I hugged him again. I whispered in his ear, "I love you, Groose. You're awesome." In that perfect moment, I knew he would always catch me, and always be there for me. I knew he loved me back like a brother, and that our friendship would never end.
"Ohhh, sweet Hylia I feel so sick..." I mumble to myself. I try to remind myself of the day that Groose was there to catch me, but it's all falling to bits. We're now fourteen, the time where we are allowed to register for the academy. We're both sitting outside of the Knight Academy, both of us nervous wreaks. Groose and I took our final exams for the Knight Academy about a week ago, and we both walked out of the test room as if we were made of gold. Now after a week, my soul has been eating my body negatively. I can't eat or sleep, and I can't even hold up a decent conversation with Pipit or Link, my potential husbands that are marked on my list of elegible canidates for me.
"I know I passed," Groose scoffed. I look up at him, and give him a death stare. His pompous attitude is making me want to throw up on him.
"Shut up, Groose." I squeak. I then realize Karane walking by, one of Groose's canidates for a good wife. He has to look good for her. The second she's in the building, Groose falls to his knees. He digs the palms of his hands in his sockets, then lets out a big sigh.
"I failed," he breathed.
Unwilling to believe him, I bend over and start to scratch his back. It's my comforting "I'm-here-for-you" notion. Groose knows it all too well. He looks up, his eyes adjusting to the lack of pressure from his hands on them. He smiles slightly, but throws his head back down.
"Hey," I coo. "You'll be fine. I know it. You studied hard and so did I. We stayed up for nights for this, we probably didn't get any sleep until after the test, remember?" I smile. I feel Groose's back expand and I know he just sighed. I'm sure he also rolled his eyes.
"Nooo...." he moans to himself.
I hear a noise and I'm jolted upwards. I jump and stare at the door for the academy. "Groose!!" I kick him over. "Groose, get up!!" He falls, but scrambles to his feet in time. The poor thing is so awkward for his age, and I laugh. He's still a little fat, but he's getting taller, so his weight is distributing evenly for his body. And he's getting a little too tall, if I may add.
"That's not funny!" he hisses. I shush him and point towards the doors. Instructor Horwell, Instructor Owlan, and Headmaster Gaepora come out of the doors, followed by Link, Cawlin, Strich, and Fledge. I feel weird being the only girl, but I join them. It takes a second, but Groose follows me. I grab his hand and we walk into the Skyloft Plaza.
I let go of his hand to hold the cave of my stomach when we're all told to line up on the edge of a bridge. Groose looks at a loss, but I know he can't be seen holding my hand for comfort, because girls are embarrassing. Good, bacause my stomach had picked the worse possible time to finally want some food. Instructor Horwell informed us to all jump, call our loftwings, and when we're steady, we need to read the note strapped to the harnesses. Groose was trying to look cool, but I know he's freaking out inside. I elbow him and smile, and he returns it.
"We have to do this together," he reminds me. "We promised each other that."
"On three!" Headmaster Gaepora calls to us. I'm so nervous.
"One..." I see Groose start to breath faster, and I nudge him again.
"Calm down," I whisper.
"Two..." I can now see what's going on with Groose. I'm begining to panic, too.
"Three!!" Everyone jumps, except for me and Fledge. I feel really really sick. When I register that it's just me and Fledge up here, I take a running start, because you know, Fledge isn't exactly manly material. It makes me look weak when it's just me and HIM. On my jump, I slightly trip. As I fall, the wind deafens me. I close my eyes and feel kind of at peace, like everyhing I felt has left me. It's me and the wind. I let it control my hair, although I know I'm going to regret brushing out the tangles later. I feel like I could fall forever, even through the cloud barrier, even though I know there's nothing under it. I whistle for Burnadette, my Loftwing, and I'm jolted back into reality. That I have my pass or fail sitting in front of me. I make her go higher and higher, so that I may find Groose. He hadn't opened his note yet, so I call out his name. He hears me and flies up next to me.
"We have to open them together! We pass, or we fail!" I tell him. We both grab our notes, and tear them out of the envelopes at the same time. I open the folded up paper inside, but I look at Groose first. His face is extremely excited and he falls off of his Loftwing, screaming with joy. I holler his name and fly down to try to save him, but his Loftwing was called before I could reach him. I know I just passed, so I read my note too. When I look at the paper, though, my smile turns into a scowl. Irritated, I flip the note over, but nothing's on the back. Just this horrible writing on the front, with the words saying "Sorry, but you have been selected for other options. Please visit Professor Horwell for more information."