Chapter Three:  It's Not Easy Being a Teen
Like a plague it hit.  The teenage years.  After fighting as hard as he could against the idea, Jono was finally forced to send me to school.  Now, I can't claim that I was a terribly popular girl, but I had my small circle of friends; Haley, Lexa, and Dalia.  I even was courted by a young man named Seamus.  My home life got a bit more complicated.
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Auntie Kally was no longer around much.  Adriana, who had been sent to a very fancy boarding school, suddenly was living in the Rose Garden year round.  I should take this time to touch on my odd relationship with Adriana.  You see, we grew up in the same house even though we weren't sisters.  Sometimes we fought without end, other times we were closer than blood sisters.  So I began to call her my "sometimes sister."  Sometimes she was like a sister to me.  Other times she became my worst nightmare.  You
see, Adriana hung out with a group of girls that I didn't like.  In my later years, I would constantly butt heads with them, but during the teenage years, I felt incredibly left out when Ana's school friends came to visit.  She didn't exclude me from their activities, she just didn't invite me to join in.  It was around this time that a rumor started flying around the realm.
There was talk of a bloody warlord called the Red Dragon who had set his sights on conquering the continent.  Of course, most Hylians didn't believe the stories to be true.  Jono was different.  When we walked through the marketplace and heard talk of the Red Dragon, he didn't laugh or scoff like the other villagers.  When I asked him why, he told me that I should never discount anything on the foolish belief that Hyrule was immortal.  I didn't know what that meant at the time, but as I took Jono's words very seriously, I gave it careful consideration.  Jono grew busier and busier with work that I would later learn was helping the rebellion against the Red Dragon.  By this point, I only saw him twice a day, usually.  Very early in the morning, sometimes before the sunrise, and then at night when the stars first came out.  We would watch both celestial events together.  It was at times like those that I knew I was the luckiest girl in the realm.  I was loved by a terrific father.  It didn't bother me that he wasn't my real father.  In truth, I never gave my real parents much thought.  Perhaps I should have, it would have better prepared me for what was to come.