Levy groaned as her alarm went off. She hit the snooze button and rolled over, hoping to catch a few more minutes of sleep before getting up. Unfortunately, her best friends had another idea. She groaned even louder at the round of her ring tone before turning to her nightstand and picking up her phone.
"Hello?" She asked, trying not to sound too annoyed.
"Good morning, beautiful," Jet said, sounding significantly more awake than Levy did.
"Good morning, Jet."
"So, are you ready? Are you excited?"
"Honestly, I could do with another week of summer."
Her phone beeped, signaling that she had another caller. Knowing instinctively who it would be, she added him into the call.
"Morning, Levy!" Droy called from the other line.
"Morning Droy," She answered back, finally climbing out of bed.
"Are you excited?"
"I already asked her that!" Jet said.
"Yes, yes, I'm excited! Of course I am," Levy piped up, smothering an argument before it could take off.
"Oh good," Jet said.
"We're glad to hear it," Droy added.
"I know. I wish I could talk more, but I need to get ready, and I can't exactly do that with a phone to my ear. I'll see you guys at seven?"
"Definitely!"
"Of course!"
"All right, good. I'll see you then!" Levy said, hanging up the phone.
The teenager walked up to the mirror above her dresser and examined the state of her head of blue hair. She ran her hair over it, briefly hoping it would calm the bedhead. She shrugged when it didn't and decided to wear a headband like always.
When it came to appearances, Levy McGarden both cared greatly and didn't care at all. She cared about appearing to be a good student, a kind person, and things like that, but not as much about how her hair or clothes appeared. The school Levy went to had something between a uniform and a really specific dress code, she she didn't have to worry too much about clothes. She liked that. She threw on a white poly with a black skirt, grabbed her favorite pair of black flats, and pulled her hair out of her face before skipping down the stairs into her kitchen.
The room was still dark, and Levy could hear the stillness in the rest of the house. Her parents both had the luxury or being able to sleep for another hour at least before having to get up for work. Levy threw a few pieces of bread into the toaster and got to work preparing herself a lunch. As she worked she thought over the year that lay ahead of her. Junior year. The College search year. She'd have to be on the very top of her game if she wanted to have as many options as possible. She wasn't worried though, not at Fairy Tail Academy.
In Magnolia, you didn't necessarily go to the closest school to your house. There's not really any public schools above the elementary level, so students and families look at all the schools in the area and choose which one they feel is best. Levy had chosen Fairy Tail Academy. It wasn't very close by, but the people were fantastic and the education was great. She had met so many friends there, including her two best friends Jet and Droy. They were both seniors this year, and they lived a little ways between Levy and FTA. Jet was kind enough to give Droy and Levy a ride, which always made Levy feel a bit bad since she lived in the opposite direction and essentially tripled the commute time. Jet always waved off her concern and insisted he was happy to do it.
Levy took her lunch and placed it carefully in her backpack before grabbing her toast and smearing a little Jam across it. She looked over her schedule as she nibbled her toast. She was in some pretty good classes this year: pre-calculus, honors french, world history, honors italian, psychology, AP english, PE, and elective. The english class was technically senior level, but she was so proficient in languages that she placed into it. Levy was good in her other classes, but she was really good in languages. Levy frowned thinking about the open elective spot. Every year before four o'clock on the first day students had to go to the elective fair and choose an elective to fill their last period slot. None of the electives truly interested Levy, but she had to do it.
'At least I don't have to do the club fair too,' Levy thought as she started on her second piece of toast.
Fairy Tail Academy was all about student participation, so along with their classes, all FTA students had to be involved in at least one club or sports team. Freshman year Levy hadn't known what to pick and had foolishly tried out golf. She wasn't all that bad, but she got horrible sunburns and her shoulders always ached from the weight of her clubs. At the end of the year she was notified that she had been accepted into the school's Honors Society, which fulfilled the club requirements.
Just as she was finishing her breakfast, Levy heard a honk from outside. She grabbed her bag and went to greet her two best friends.
"Morning Levy!" Jet and Droy chorused as she climbed into the back seat.
"Hey guys!" She said back to them. The three friends chattered on through the whole car ride and Levy decided that even though she'd miss sleeping in and reading all day she definitely enjoyed the life she had at FTA during the school year. They pulled up to the school and climbed out of the car headed towards the auditorium.
The room was full to the brim with friendly faces, most of which were watching as Erza held apart Natsu and Gray's latest scuffle.
"Levy!" Lucy called, waving. Levy smiled at the bubbly blonde and wandered over to her, Jet and Droy in tow.
"Hey, Lu!" She said as she and Lucy hugged. "Are they really fighting already?"
"Yeah," Lucy said, "Gray took the parking spot Natsu wanted so Natsu had to park in the spot next to it."
"Is that all?" Levy asked, laughing.
"You wanna go, Flamebrain?" Gray shouted.
"Sure thing, Frostbite, I'll take you anytime, anywhere!" Natsu called back.
"That's enough, you're both idiots!" Erza yelled.
Levy laughed at the spectacle they were making and Natsu and Gray's old nicknames for each other. No one could remember where they came from, but the pair had been calling each other by those names for as long as anyone could remember.
"What are you smiling at, Levy?" Lucy asked.
"Nothing, Levy said, "I just think this is going to be a great year.
