Claim
A creditor's assertion of a right to payment from a debtor or the debtor's property.
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R.A. No. 01
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The sole thing she can see is white.
Sighing, Lucy laid her face at the top of her folded hands above the desk while staring at the board in front. The white and flat surface which used to be clean and free of marks every morning is now scarred and tinted by the black markings of "8:00-9:00 AM".
Boring.
It is just halfway to nine, and this blond, who already finished her tests a few minutes ago, is debating whether to pass her papers and get the usual judgemental looks from her classmates or wait for a while to sync with the others.
So damn boring.
"What is it, Ms. Heartfilia?" their subject professor, a man in his late 40s, said while adjusting his glasses, clearly startled upon the screeching sound the metal chair produced as it met the ground followed by the click of pointed heels which captured the attention of almost every person in the room.
Lucy said nothing and merely laid her filled and complete answer sheet in the table and went back to her seat to get her makeup kit.
She can almost hear Aquarius' approval as she started to retouch. "A woman always have to look pretty and sophisticated no matter the circumstances," her etiquette mistress' stern face flashed in her mind as she remembered the fact that her past would never leave her alone if she keeps on being controlled by it.
Retouching, Lucy decided to make her own lesson, a woman always have to look pretty since her Prince Charming may appear any moment. Being swallowed by her daydream, she ignored the mixed reactions of her classmates while giggling at the thought of being cradled by a beautiful man in a white horse.
Chris Evans in a white horse seemed to put the blonde in a good mood.
Heaven.
She looked in front to see Mr Conbolt who said nothing but smiled while shaking his head.
Lucy smirked, she knows. She knows she just finished a bar material examination in just 30 minutes and Mr Conbolt is aware that she didn't even break a leg.
Seriously, questions like those are giveaways. If only he's not giving deductions for missing informations like date or sections, the blond is certain that her grade should be 100%.
Well, aside from attitude, the old professor has nothing to complain about the blonde. If it is not for her uncalled for remarks like "bald guy" or "old man" that annoys the hell out of their professor during debates, the blonde haired woman would be an epitome of a model student.
But Lucy Heartfilia is anything but unaggressive.
The irritating sound of the school bells interrupted the blond in applying her lipgloss, signalling that the so-called finals were over and the time is up. She quickly put her things in her kit and confidently walked away from her groaning block mates who are currently complaining about how they didn't finish their test.
Pathetic, Lucy thought as she opened her phone while walking in the hallway to compose a message for her best friend.
Hola amiga, los exámenes terminaron! Búsqueda de libros mañana?
She giggled as the sent notification made its way to her phone's screen. Ironically, the dubbed Natural Queen of Law, the living epitome of Law itself, and the one entitled as the Fashionista Lady of Law, is, for the lack of a better term,… a nerd.
Lucy started to fantasise about the books that she'll read this coming weekend while fiddling with her phone when a bump startled her that caused her phone to fly in the air only to land on the floor. Wild rage consumed her when she saw Minerva, a self proclaimed Queen Bitch who has weird eyebrows, laughing at her expression and realisation struck that she was the one who "accidentally" bumped the Law student.
Her eyes went to her limited edition phone whose screen is now cracked and horribly flashing her friend's reply, barely seen because of the static lines on the screen, "Estoy dentro, amiga!"
Harry Potter and The Audacity of this Bitch!
A series of murderous scenes flashed before Lucy as she decides which one she'll use to strangle the wannabe in front of her when the dumb woman spoke, "Too smart to know that you should put your eyes on the road, blonde bimbo? Look at what you did to your poor phone."
"Tonta! Where's your brain to realise that you should be the one to pay attention to what's in front of you for I was preoccupied with my phone and obviously don't give a damn to my surroundings?" Lucy said, "Oh, maybe you don't have one, you weren't accepted to the College of Law after all ."
Lucy could swear that she saw how Minerva's form morphed from a poor version of a woman to something that resembles a monster. Well, Lucy has been always up for dramatics.
"This bitch-" Minerva raised her hand, ready to strike at the blonde smug woman whose chin is held up high, aura's clearly shouting how she attained her titles, when a muscular arm grabbed Minerva's and pushed the girl away.
"What do you think you're doing?" Lucy looked up to see the owner of the voice. All she saw was tanned skin, defined jawline, intense eyes, and pink hair, features befitting the description of the voice itself; masculine and authoritative. Fucking hot.
Her brows met at she observe the reactions of other students who are present in the hallway including Minerva who is now wide eyed and is currently hurrying to stand up and leave after realising who just defended one of her mortal enemies.
The said students, however, left quickly without her noticing that made her conclude that they know the man towering before her hence the reaction. Fear.
Lucy is certainly confident of her memory. It is one of her ways to ace her subjects and there's no way that she'll forget meeting the tall man in front of her in the past. Was he a past student? She almost wish that he's her batch for her to be inspired because of his machoness.
The blond woke up from her daydream when she felt a metallic thing above her palm and looked up to see sharp eyes staring directly at her with hands laid out to put her cellphone back to her hands.
"The phone won't work anymore but the sim will. Don't change your number."
She coughed and said her thanks while still obviously mesmerised by the man in front of her. She opened her mouth to ask numerous of questions like his name, his college department, and other information that she can use in stalking him when she realised that the man who used to be in front of her is now walking away.
Lucy panicked, she wants to know more, damn it! She was never a fan of men except those hot celebrities but she felt the unfamiliar need to know the pink haired man better.
"Wait! What's your name?" she shouted and sighed in relief when he stopped. It felt hours for Lucy as she wait for a response when freshmen suddenly came out of their rooms and filled the hallway which drowned the man she was eyeing for.
"Lucy! Are you heading to the club room? Can I come with you?" Lucy recognised the voice, it was Wendy, her co-staffer at the school paper but she paid her no mind. She can barely understand Wendy's polite questions and see the younger girl's confused face as she tiptoed and pushed other students just to shout at the man again, "Pink! What's your name?" the man stopped again but this time, cocked his head to the side to give Lucy an idea how sharp his jaw is and how she wants to run her canines to trace his jaw.
A tug from Wendy snapped Lucy out of her embarrassing fantasies and when the blonde roamed her eyes again, she saw no trace of the man in the hallway. She turned to her junior when the said girl spoke, "Why were you calling my brother?" And boy, Lucy's eyes light up like a star atop a Christmas tree.
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This is a random idea I got while rewatching Law based series like Suits and How To Get Away With Murder and I just can't stop myself from writing this one. What do you guys think?