New Fan-fic! What's wrong with me? Haha. Okay, people. The Summary is up there, there's no need to explain. The idea came from two songs, A Teacher, Detained, by Honeyworks - Flower and First Love Picture Book, by Honeyworks; GUMI. That's it! Enjoy, minna!

Disclaimer, I still don't own Fairy Tail. Amazing, isn't it?

Chapter 1: Hello, Again...

First day at new school. Not actually new, though. More like, old new school. Or new old school? It's the same, right?

Romeo stood in front of the new old/old new school. He had moved and came back, his father great idea. It hadn't even been a year and there he was again. He sighed as he began walking towards the place. Everyone recognized him, like he had never left. He smiled at everyone, was asked several times why had he even left Magnolia. His answer? Fake laughs and shrugging. He saw his old friends, some stupid funny kids his age and only one girl that almost didn't formed part of the conversation. But was an important part of it. When the bell rang, everyone went towards their first period. His? History. Awesome (hope you can understand sarcasm). At least the blue-haired girl joined him at this one.

They were silent while walking there, until she decided that it was way too awkward. 'So... Where were you going to be if not back here?'

'Wha- Ah. Ehm... Clover Town. So, it'll be Clover's Middle School. Why?'

'Nothing, just wondering'

Silence again... They seemed to prefer it better that way.

Romeo and Wendy walked inside the classroom. It was full of different posters, either with things that had something related to history, or supportive useless phrases that Romeo couldn't care less about. They sat next to the other, at the back, next to the window.

After a while waiting for the teacher to arrive, she finally did. She was a blonde, young for a teacher woman. She was catching her breath and leaned against the wall. 'Hi...' she breathe. 'Sorry for being so late.' Romeo wasn't actually looking at her, the window seemed more interesting at the time.

Wendy gently grabbed his arm to have his attention. 'Yeah?' he said, turning to the girl, who pointed at the teacher.

Romeo's eyes grew wider when he realized who the teacher was.

'I'm Lucy Heartfillia, and I'll be your history teacher this year. I hope we all have a great year!' He rested his head on his arms, refusing to see her chocolate eyes again.

'Now, I'll ask you to tell me your names, but do not expect me to remember them all, I'm just being nice' she said, some students laughed, some stayed quiet, like the two twelve years old at the back. Wendy watched worried at Romeo, he had been acting strange lately, but who could blame him? She would be acting strange if she had gone through something like that.

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Romeo's POV.

Honestly, I didn't understand why did all of this happen to me.

My head was still lying on my arms, looking down at the table. I could feel Wendy's stare. When I turned to look at her, she looked the other way. Lucy (I refuse to call her Ms. Heartfillia) was asking randomly my history classmates names. And then, when everyone (except for me and Wendy) seemed to have been called, she pointed at Wendy. My head went back to my arms, 'Wendy Marvell!' she exclaimed, nervous as always.

'Now, last but not least! You!' she said, pointing at me. 'Are you tired? You should have slept before, you know...' I looked up, and her eyes widened like mine had.

'I'm Romeo Conbolt' I hissed. Her eyes went back to normal and smiled like she had with all her other new students.

'What's with the bad mood? Come on, cheer up.' She turned around, and walked towards her desk at the front of the class. I glared at her back and put my head back to my awesomely comfortable arms. 'Okay, class. This is what you'll need during the year, grab a pen and a paper, because I don't want to pretend you did pay attention.'

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The day ended, and nothing actually that is worth telling happened. Except for the walk home, when I turned around, Wendy was walking behind me. I quickly turned around again, looking forward.

I stopped. She was my friend! I shouldn't ignore her! She stopped when I did, and stood paralyzed. Why was her always so nervous anyway? I turned around and walked next to her. 'So, do you live around here?' I asked. Her aunt always moved from one place to the other, but always stayed in town.

'Yes! I mean, yeah.' I couldn't help but smile at her weird behaviour.

'Are you scared of me, or what?' I laughed.

'Ye- I mean, No. Why would I be scared of you? You are not bad. You are a good person'

'I guess you could say that.' I put my hands on my pockets and walked calmly. And an idea popped in my head. 'Hey! Want to go somewhere?'

'Somewhere?'

'Yeah. Somewhere! I hate being home with my boring father.' I could almost hear my dad screaming WHAT?! back in my house. 'Come on, it will be fun!' I grabbed her hand before she could even answer, and ran to that Somewhere.

The Somewhere ended up being Magnolia's park. Yeah, that one with all the cherry trees. We sat next to the other on some steps that lead to the big cherry tree in the middle of the park. 'What do you want to do when you grow up?' I suddenly asked, when she had catched her breath.

'I? I want to be a doctor someday. You?'

'Hm... I guess I have not actually decided what I want to be... But who knows! I may end up being a huge important bussinessman someday! Or an artist! Or the owner of a bar! The possibilities are huge!' I exclaimed, my arms extended and I accidently hit Wendy. 'Fuck! I'm Sorry!' she began giggling while touching her nose, saying 'It's okay!' and her laughing did not stop, and then I started laughing while apologizing. Her laugh was... Amazing. She was. I mean, you know, she's great, and cute.

I looked at the sky, and realized the sun was already hiding again, telling us the day was ending. 'We should go, my aunt will worry'

'Same with my dad. Let's go.' I stood up and began walking, her following me behind until she finally caught up with me. We talked all the way to her place, no awkward silences in between. Before I noticed, we were at the front of her house, and she was saying goodbye. I waved at her, and began walking to my place. At the front door of it, my dad was looking at me completely mad.

'ROMEO!' he shouted, in a really loud voice. I ignored all my feeling to shout back, and walked silently towards him. 'You know you can't come back so late!' I know he was only worried, but those things didn't happen twice. No one is that unlucky.

'Dad, it's okay. I was in the park with a friend,' somehow saying friend hurted more than expected 'the time passed by, and we came back as soon as we realized the sun was setting' I said, walking pass him. 'Nothing will happen to me' I whispered. 'Not to me'

'Romeo. Just. Try not to come back so late. Okay? I don't want things to repeat themselves'

'They won't, Dad. I'm going to take a shower, if you don't mind' I said, walking inside the cold, lonely house. When I walked in the first time this year, I thought I could never bare that feeling of pure silence again. No laughs, no sudden broken things, no nothing. It was so silent it was a torture for my ears. I was still not used to it. I think I'll never be.

When I walked inside the bathroom, everything went blank, and I came out, standing with a towel around me. Blank spaces, so weird, and just great. Wonder how many of those would I have during school. I walked to my room, and only my bed, a desk, and a closet were there. This feeling of emptiness would never leave, wouldn't it?

I lay down on my bed, and closed my eyes, thinking of that short time I had spent with Wendy rather than all the other memories that tried to invade that small quantity of happiness.

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After two weeks, everyone loved our new History teacher, except, of course, me. Wendy never said anything about her, or about any teacher. But I knew she liked her, I could see it in her eyes. I would just read the history book during class, not paying attention to her or my classmates. She would suddenly ask me questions, and I wouldn't answer them, and guess what? Detention.

In detention it was only me. Who would guess it? Was I the only one who didn't behave as a "proper student"? Or was it that nobody else had a teacher who they hated? My fingers moved impatiently as Lucy didn't arrive. Maybe I should just leave the place. When I was standing up to leave the room, she entered it. 'Finally' I mutured, siting again.

'Do homework or stay silent' she said, in her voice she sounded uncomfortable with the situation. Maybe it was the fact I was the only one who got detention because of her, or maybe because I was I.

'Why do you-' I mutured, completed the sentence on my mind. Why do you pretend nothing happened? She didn't seem to hear it. I looked to my right, a wall. It was white, and there was nothing on it. Up on the ceiling, white. To my left, white. Were they trying to make me go mad? Silence. I absolutely and completely hated silence. Noise was better. For sure. I bit my lower lip as I took a glance of her annoying chocolate eyes. I looked at the whiteboard, written in it how long I had to stay there.

I wondered why couldn't this moment be one of those blank spaces, when I don't even realize what happened seconds before. When I can't remember.

I wish I couldn't remember.

Lucy suddenly stood up. She erased what was written on the whiteboard and said 'Just go. There's no point in you staying here. Just pay attention in class, alright?' I nodded and stood up, grabbed my things and walked away. A little confused. She was looking at the white wall, the left one. I walked through the door that was on the right side of the classroom.

When I stood in front of the school front doors, I saw Wendy sitting by a tree. I went towards her, and she looked up only the moment she saw my feet in front of hers. 'Hey! You are early!'

'What are you doing here?'

'Waiting for you?' she said, more like asking me.

'Yeah, I noticed. Why, Wendy?' I couldn't help but smile.

'To walk with you home?' Doing the same again, it was cute, I'll admit, I even felt some heat on my cheeks thinking of her cuteness (A/N: Kawaiiness)

'Are you sure of anything?' I said, walking ahead, hoping she hadn't seen the sudden pi- red on my cheeks. She stood up quickly behind me and caught up at the same speed.

'Of course I am!'

'I don't know. Want to go Somewhere?'

'Yes!'

We went again to the park, like we did everyday after school. It was our Somewhere.