Boarding School

Chapter 1: Unknown Hero

The gates to Fairy Tail Academy seemed to taunt me as my mom's car pulled into one of the parking spaces. Fairy Tail Academy was this boarding school that my parents were forcing me to go to because they thought I was "antisocial" and I "needed more friends besides my books." I didn't even have any mental problems, I wasn't depressed, I didn't have anger issues, I wasn't getting drunk, or anything like that. But according to my parents, I was too book crazy, which was an absolutely stupid excuse to send me away. I think they just didn't like caring for me. It was frustrating, but I was pretty sure my own parents really didn't give a damn about me.

Truth be told, I didn't need any friends. I was sort of used to being caught up in a book by now, and I did talk to my fellow classmates at my old school. And nobody indicated that they thought something was wrong with me, besides the fact that they thought I was "uncool" to read so much, especially for a 16 year old girl.

I reluctantly got out of the shiny van my mom owned, and as she waved good-bye, I approached the school that would be my home for the next two years, my suitcase holding a dozen books – that was all I was allowed to bring. I figured that my dorm and class assignments would be waiting in the "Student Services" building. When I got inside, a lady was sitting behind the counter. Except, that this lady seemed at least tipsy and was wearing only a blue bra top and brown pants. What the hell?

"Excuse me," I said to the woman, "Is this where I'm supposed to receive my dorm and class assignments?"

The lady looked up at me, her brown hair hanging loosely over her shoulders. "Yup, this is where all that crap's at. My name's Cana, how can I help you?"

"Um, I'm Levy McGarden, and I was wondering if you had my dorm and class assignments in your database," I informed her.

"Here you go." Cana handed me the schedules and information after merely one second.

"Thanks," I said and quickly left. There was something wrong with this boarding school if they accepted someone like Cana as a staff member.

My dorm room was in building A, and it was number 16. After about 5 minutes of locating my dorm, I used the key I was given by Cana to open it.

"Oh, hi!" A girl who was apparently my roommate looked up from her suitcase filled with clothes, make up, and all sorts of gadgets. There were two other suitcases with her though, so she had certainly bought quite a bit. My blonde roommate spoke again after I was done with my analysis of her belongings. "I'm Lucy Heartfilia. What's your name?"

"I'm Levy McGarden," I introduced myself, raising my hand as a weak attempt to wave. In all honestly, I already felt like a nobody compared to Lucy. She was freaking perfect. Blonde hair, brown eyes, long legs, and she was... developed. And here I was trying to compare to her with my choppy blue hair and tiny body, that was, I guess you could say, immature.

"Well come on in," Lucy beckoned with an award-winning smile, waving me in. I walked over to what was apparently my half of the room and set my suitcase down on the white, fluffy sheets of my bed. Lucy conspicuously leaned over to look at my belongings as I opened up my suitcase.

"So you like to read?" Lucy asked. "I like reading too!"

At that comment, I perked up. So she may be intimidating with her perfectness, but she was nice and she liked books! Maybe I would actually end up liking this girl.

"Yeah, reading's my life," I replied with a smile on my face. There was certainly no hyperbole there.

"Oh yeah, what classes do you have?" Lucy cocked her head, and I quickly looked down at my list.

"Well I have, Pre-Cal first period, then AP Biology, AP American History, Ceramics, AP English, and then… Magical History? What's that?"

"Oh yeah, Magical History is this weird class required by Makarov, our principal, each year for every student. It's kind of a funky class. I doubt half of it is real. But on the other hand, I we have all the same classes together except for Ceramics!"

"Great!" I smiled. "Actually, do you know where a library is on campus?" I inquired – I need to get some books, it was driving me insane.

"It's just across the campus next to the M classroom building," Lucy told me.

"Thanks!" I replied happily. "I'll see you soon, I wanted to check out the school's collection. I wasn't allowed to bring anymore books with me than the ones in my suitcase, so I need to get some more."

"Alright, bye!" Lucy waved as I left the room, walking in the direction Lucy had recommended.

Inevitably, I got lost on my way to the library. At the moment, I was walking down a narrow passageway between classroom buildings Q and R, and it seemed as if I was going to reach a dead end. It was still around noon time, and I had plenty of time to find my way to the library, so I turned around. My eyes widened as I saw two burly, scary looking guys – probably seniors – eyeing me like I was some sort of prey. They both took a step closer to me, and I couldn't move anywhere, there was only a gate behind me.

"E-e-excuse me," I stammered, trying to figure the easiest way around them.

"Not so fast little girl," one of them snickered.

"Yeah, let's have some fun." The other guy grabbed my elbow. I tried to squirm out of his firm grip, but I was unable to – my miniature stature wasn't helping. Guy Number 1, as I decided to call him, grabbed my other elbow, slowly licking his lips. I whimpered; there was nowhere to do – I could probably try screaming, but I hadn't seen anyone out and about before I walked into the passageway. Guy Number 2 leaned in a bit closer as I shrunk back. All of a sudden, there was a whack as Guy Number 2 fell to the ground, and then a crack as Guy Number 1 was punched in the nose. It all happened so fast, I was unable to tell who had beaten up the two guys. All I saw was that he – I knew it was a "he" because of his bulk – had long, wild black hair, and I also saw something shiny, studs? But in the blink of an eye, he was gone, and I hurried out of the passage way, with Guy Number 1 and Guy Number 2 lying hurt on the floor. Well there was no way in heck I was going to go back there.

After I shook off what just happened, I was able to find the library in fifteen minutes and check out a couple books – mostly crime and mystery. Maybe these would help me figure out who my hero was.

I couldn't concentrate on my books though – it was impossible to stop thinking about which stranger saved me. I felt obligated to find out who he was and thank him. Wait no, obligated wouldn't be the right word, I needed to figure out who my hero was. Maybe he'd be in one of my classes and I would be able to find out as soon as tomorrow. Most likely not though. Whoever he was, I suspected he didn't want me to see his face because if he did, he would've stuck around.

That experience also kind of reinforced my faith in humanity. Originally, I thought that sort of thing only happened in books, but apparently not. For someone to help out a complete stranger… that takes some chivalry. I bet my hero was some sort of prince, with a perfect smile, always helping everyone out, just absolutely perfect. So maybe I didn't know who my hero was for now. But I knew that I would find out someday – maybe I'd meet my "Prince Charming" in the process. It was a bit of a girly hope, but still…

Author's note:

Well there goes chapter one of Boarding School. I do have a good feeling for this story, and I'm excited about what will happen with it. Definitely a high school drama though, and I can't wait to see what I will conjure up just as much as I hope you're excited too. Of course, I always accept constructive criticism on my writing style – I'm always looking to get better! Also, don't be afraid to point out grammatical errors or tell me what you hope will happen next. Please R&R!