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"Lucy I don't think this is a good idea." Levy said with uncertainty clearly shown in her voice. I gather my bag and papers for class.
"I don't see the harm. I'm just going to do some digging." I say with a slight shrug. She didn't like my answer because she then began tapping her foot. That only meant trouble for me. She does this every time she is going to argue.
"You're going to meddle into someone's personal lives. I get writing school events, but don't you think this is a bit much?" She pleads at me giving me her best 'don't do this' look.
"He's always being gossiped about anyways so I don't think he'll mind, let alone read the paper." I look away from her and cross my arms. "Plus I highly doubt he can even read" I snicker.
We are the school's newspaper club. We usually write about the students and school events that happen here at Fairy Tail High, but recently things have gotten boring. Hardly anyone reads the paper anymore due to it. So me and Levy both decided to try something new for the new year.
"We both agree to mix things up a bit. I think this could really benefit us and the club." I say looking back her
with a smirk. I see the way Levy is panicking trying to find something to come back at me with, but I knew I had already won. We had been friends since elementary school. She hasn't changed much since then.
"Come on we'll finish this conversation later I want to get the classroom early this year so we can pick good seats." I grab the bluenettes arm and start dragging her toward Mr. Gildarts classroom.
It wasn't far but walking in the hallway is always such a pain in the ass. We make our way quickly down the hallway dodging all the other maniac students in this school.
Like seriously there isn't one normal student in this school. Except maybe Mirajane, but she does have a crush on our Geometry teacher Laxus. He isn't bad looking or anything, but he has this scar that goes across his eye lid that reminds me of a lightning bolt. He also has a short temper, but I guess to mirajane that's a turn on.
I break out of my thoughts as we approach Mr. Gildart's room.
His room never changed, well unless you count when it's destroyed and then repaired again. I sweat drop at the thought at how many times his room had been repaired in the last 3 years. I can't believe Principle Makarov's heart's still beating. You would of thought by now his old man heart would have given out.
We've had Gildart's history class since freshman year because he keeps changing the year he teaches. He only does this because Cana is in our grade. They had lost contact after him and her mother had split when she was little, though he now has custody and she lives with him. It's sweet but creepy at the same time I guess. Though I must admit I would want to keep an eye on my daughter if she was this big of an alcoholic in high school. She picked up the habit from her mom when she lived with her. It was the reason her parents split in the first place.
I have never seen anyone drink as much as that girl. IT'S INSANE. She always asks me to go drinking with her, but I'm always busy, plus I've never drank before so I would never be able to keep up with her anyways.
"Where do you want to sit Lucy?" Levy ask looking around at the empty desk. There were lots of choice since everyone was still chatting it up in the hallways. Usually the majority is late to class anyways. There's always a fight, or something that everyone just has to watch.
I scan the room looking for a good seat for both me and Levy to sit together. It didn't take more than a few seconds for me to decide on a seat.
"Let's sit in the back near the window" I was already walking that way longing to start the day so it can just be over already. I knew damn well that it wouldn't though. Out of all the classes I got put into I got the loudest and craziest bunch, not including Levy of course.
This class can barely get started without a fight breaking out, or some moron trying pull some stupid prank on Gildarts or another student. Every year up until now I've never had this problem because I've always been in the same class as our scary yet lovable President Erza. She can make anyone terrified of her. Even our teachers. But this year my luck ran out and I was put in a different class than hers.
"Lucy it's okay, we're in the same class at least. We can do this." Levy says with such a sweet and gentle smile and I know she saw the worry I had. I give her a slight nod.
"Thank you." I say sincerely. Sometimes she did more for me than I do. I grab my wrist for a second until I realized what I was doing then let go. I have bad habits. Some that one day I would like to break, but until now I'll just have to fight.
Voices start to fill the empty classroom as all the students flood into the classroom. Everyone took seats near their friends or a few would sit in the back like me and Levy. Some don't want to get mixed up in the madness of our class. Not everyone in our class are bad, but there are a few bad cases that affect our class, and then again the teacher really doesn't help. He's is just as psycho as his students.
"Maybe it won't be that bad this year." Levy said happily as she slumped in her seat with sigh. I gave a giggle. It makes me happy to see her smile. She has had a hard time in high school since we got a new transfer student a couple years ago. He goes out of his was just to make her miserable. He pushes her in the hallway and steals her books. It's pathetic really.
His name is Gajeel, even his name is scary weird. His name is nothing as scary as he actually is though. He is tall with long gruffy black hair and has a lots of piercing. He's not the kind of guy you want to mess with.
"Maybe they finally got kicked out, or matured. Knowing them it was the first one." Levy laughs and nods her head agreeing. I knew exactly who she was talking about. There is a group of guys in our class that are rowdy and strange. They cause problems wherever they go.
Maybe they really aren't going here anymore.
"OI FLAMEBRAIN" I spoke too soon. "I KNOW YOU PUT THESE IN MY LOCKER!" Our favorite striper says holding in his hand a bunch of crushed up ice. Laughter erupts for the class. Even Levy and I let out a little laugh.
It's a running joke to associate Gray with Ice because when we were all in preschool during recess he would always find a way to lose the clothes he was once wearing (even in winter). Plus, he is always as cold as ice. He is part of the group of guys.
"WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO?" Gray takes one last look around before sprinting out the door in look of the guilty party. Everyone who was in the classroom looked like they were at a lost.
"Well that was entertaining." A voice came from somewhere above. Me and everyone else looked around trying to place where the voice was coming from.
"What the he-" I was cut off before a crash rung through the classroom and something had fell through the ceiling. A blur of pink was all I could see as a loud thump came from hitting a table in front of Levy's and I's table. In an instant I knew exactly what had fell. Well to be more exact, who had fell.
It was Natsu Dragneel. A very white Natsu. The powder that was in the ceiling tiles was all over him. He gave a cheeky grin and pulls himself off of the newly broken table. His shirt was now rip in several place but him nor anyone else paid any attention to it.
"Great way to start the year." He says loudly for everyone in the classroom to hear. Almost everyone gave a laugh or cheer for his stupid act. Levy just shook her head and sighed. I knew she must of thought Gajeel was up to something by the she sigh. Levy sometimes was as easy to read as a book.
I took my attention away from Levy and focused back on the class idiot. He had dusted himself off and went to the opposite side of the class from us and where he took a seat with few other boy from the football team whose name I have never bothered to remember.
I shake my head before slamming it into our table. It was the first day of school but I already had enough of it. This year would be the same as all the others, but this year I plan on taking charge. Those people think they can do what they want then so can I.
I reach into my bag and feel around. After a few moments of searching I felt the cool material of what I had been searching for. I put it out and set it in my lap. I knew what I needed to do.
Thank you all so much for reading. This is a new story I am working on. I'm hoping to put all my focus into this one story instead of a thousand others or else I'll start to feel unmotivated. I might do a one-shot every now and then. I'll try to post weekly or sooner if I can. I would appreciate a review so I know what you guys think. This story is indeed Nalu. It is the first one I have ever written so hopefully you like it.
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