I glanced at the clock to my right, seeing it was only 5:36, I decided to post something up.
Hey Fairy Tail!
Am I the only one who's feeling the warmth coming in? I can't wait for the summer holidays to start. Tomorrow, I'm going to wear a beaded bracelet. Not that creative.. But oh well. Hope to see you wearing them too!
-Celest.
I refreshed my page to see 5 new comments already uploaded on the post. I read them in my head, noticing they were all there, just to inform me that they'll be wearing them too.
Oh, you might be confused. On my junior year, when I was 15, I started my website. It started out as a dare, but by the end of my Freshmen year, I had my whole grade reading it. Throughout, being a Sophomore, more people started to read, and before I knew it.. I suddenly had the whole school on the edge of their seats for me to upload a post.
I have 1,574 followers. Which, if you ask me... Is pretty impressive. Fairy Tail Academy has 1,672 students in total. Only 98 people difference.
The name of my website was StarryDreamer. Amazing.. I know. In my defense, I was 15 when I came up with that name.
I pushed my laptop aside and jumped onto the bed allowing the comfiness engulf me into a nap.
"Dinners ready!"
Or not. So much for having a nap. I sighed and got of the bed, responding with a "Coming!"
I saw my dad preparing the table and setting out all the delicious food. If you ask me, for two people, it's a bit too much.
When I was 7, my mum got a terrible illness that couldn't be cured. My father didn't turn all cold towards me, in fact, he did the opposite. Every month, he would have my get a check up with my doctor to check for any cancer or so.
My father owns a business of train lines, and transportation with super high-tech electronics. That's how I was able to make my own website.
Although he has a lot of work, he never fails to be there when I need him.
"Hey Dad." I chirped to him. He sent me a warm smile.
"How's my favorite daughter?"
"I'm your only daughter." I scoffed.
"Which makes you my favorite."
"Dad, that doesn't- Never mind, what's for dinner?"
"Lasagna, potato gratin, salad and bread rolls."
My mouth drooled at just the mention of food. I walked towards our table and allowed myself to dig in.
Best. Dad. Ever.
XOXOXOXO
I sat down on my bed, propping my laptop onto my lap. Huh, laptop.. Toplap.. It goes on top of your lap.. Toplap.. Laptop.. Was it always like that?
Anyways.. Dinner, as always, as always was amazing. Besides the fact I had to wash all of the dishes.. Which were a lot. I scrolled through my website and realized it already had more than 650 comments. I clicked the icon with a speech bubble which allowed me to see all of the comments. I flicked through them, stopping occasional to respond to some I found quite interesting.
Why can't we know your real identity?
Where would the fun in that be if I showed who I am? After 3 years of having this blog, I'd expect you to know I like mystery.
I posted a lot of things here. My drawings, my writing, food that I've made.. A lot. But my face was not one of them nor will ever be one of them.
Mainly because my school is the closest you'll get to a cliche. You have your nerds separated from our jocks and cheerleaders. We have our golden boy, bad boy, Queen B.. And the nerd that everyone (including other nerds) pick on.
I'm that girl. Though I don't enjoy all the punches and kicks I have literally thrown at my face, I like it that way.
After all, who'd suspect the bullied, shy, little girl to be the one who rules the school through the computer?
I turned my laptop off, and placed it away before hopping back onto my bed. I wrapped myself around the blanket to look like a burrito and allowed the sleep to take me to some faraway land, where everything I want is there.
XOXOXOXO
This is the way we go to school, go to school, go to school, this is the way we go to school. So early in the morning. This is the way we dress ourselves, dress ourselves dress ourselves, this is the way we dress ourselves so early in the-
I quickly turned off my alarm before the song progressed any further. I hate that song. The only reason I use it, is because it's so annoying, it can wake me up. I just naturally hate baby songs like that, even as a baby. My dad once told me, when I was three, Mary Had A Little Lamb was playing and I got so annoyed I broke the CD.
I look at the time on my phone, and just as I expected.
6:30am.
School for me started at 8:45 and finished at 3:30.
I stood up from my bed, unwrapping myself from the soft blankets and took a brisk shower.
Now, time to get ready!
I picked out an over sized sweater from my closet and some sweat pants to fit in with the nerdy look. Taking a hair tie I put my blonde hair into a messy bun and applied some random spray which made it look overly greasy. I chucked on my old pair of shoes, which were worn out and had the color fading away. Last but not least, the one thing which screamed nerd alert.. I put on my fake, black rimmed glassed
Wait, wait.. I nearly forgot. I opened my jewelry box and took out a beaded bracelet. My mum gave this jewelry box to my on my 7th birthday.. My last birthday with her.
I looked in the mirror, satisfied with my appearance. My face broke into a grin before I grabbed my backpack and headed out through my bedroom door.
I saw the clock to see it was already 7:15am.
My bus would leave in 5 minutes.. It takes me 5 minutes to get to my bus stop. I analyzed the situation in my head. The bus arrives at school at 7:40. My shift at the library is 7:45.
Realizing I would be late if I don't catch the bus, I speed through the door, disregarding the fact I haven't had my breakfast. I pass many houses and a barking dog, running the fastest I would have ever run in 10 years. I see the bus stop in view and let out a sigh of relief. I was about 7 houses away when the bus suddenly got faster, stopping hard by the bus station. All of the other kids quickly rushed in, as if they were being chased.
I locked eyes with the driver who just smirked down at me and drove off.
My feet pounding onto the pavement as I raced down the street. For every step I went, I was begging for air and a break. Sweat rolling down my face, as I didn't have enough energy to show the driver the finger.
"Wait! Wait for me!" I shouted and begged, yet fully knowing he wouldn't care to glance. The kids in the bus started laughing at me and singing their famous song.
"Its Lucifer, the horrible freak
Look at her run, she's super weak
Look at her, then look at us
She will never catch the bus"
One stupid kid made up the song, and now its apparently stuck to everyone.
Well, what another normal day. Yay for Lucy.
She started making her way to school, checking the clock every ten seconds, worried to death she may lose her job at the library. But what she thought started of as a normal day, was totally wrong.
A red Lamborghini that conveniently stopped beside me. I spared a glance before starting to walk again. The Lamborghini continued to drive and stop, drive and stop.
On about, the 5th time it stopped. I also stopped myself from walking and turned to the car.
"Anything I can help you with?"
The window rolled down, revealing the all to famous bad boy. Natsu Dragneel.
"Want a ride to school? Or do you wanna walk and be late?" He said, giving me mischievous grin.
This was definitely not a normal day..
XOXOXOXO
Andddddd done! I hoped you guys liked it. And since this was the first chapter, I thought I shouldn't write too much. So instead I only wrote a few words. Tell me if you like it, next chapter will be longer.
..Should I continue it? Also, I'm not making this like radio rebel, its been a few years since I've watched it too. And I also don't want to reqatch it, because I might realize they are quite similar and stop writing. But it's up to you.. Should I stop, or carry on?