Hello! I have the honor to present here the official traduction of my little one-shots (two-shots?) about some Fairy Tail characters! I wish my english isn't too bad, and if you see any mistake, please tell me.
Enjoy!
[Gajevy]
Glare
Not for her. This boy wasn't made for her.
That's the first thing Levy thought, when she saw him for the first time. He was accompanied – he was always accompanied – by a girl. This girl whose curves were perfectly proportionate to his musculature. While she had none of that.
Levy McGarden was a simple literature student, whose passion for books surpassed the reasonnable. Small and thin, she always felt complexed compared to other girls. Yet, she had rounded hips she enhanced with dresses matching her cheerful nature.
Sociable, she got along with almost everbody. But she had to admit that she prefered the peaceful atmosphere of a library, or the comfort of her bed to appreciate a good book. A good girl. That's what she has always been, and she prefered herself this way.
Not in a thug's arms. I'd seem ridiculous beside him anyway, she thought. So when she saw him in front of the university residence – where she lived – she prefered to look away and leave.
Since that day, she rarely sees him. But everytime she does, their eyes meet and hot flashes more and more intense take her everytime it happens. Two, three, six, then ten seconds. It only lasted a few seconds but it increased a bit more every time.
Levy didn't understand. How could a man like him provoke such feelings in her? So she repeted to herself, that he wasn't made for her, because he was too rebellious. She tried to convince herself that she didn't care about this boy who pierced her with his crimson eyes. And she wanted this to stop; she swore to herself that she wouldn't look at him next time.
But this game lasted for a long time – days, weeks, or even months? – without neither one nor the other having a reaction. Pretending indifference, the young girl looked away with a fake annoyance and left; but her haughty attitude couldn't hide the redness of her cheeks.
And everytime, Gajeel smirked; because he knew he didn't leave the little bookworm indifferent.
