I sighed. It was so boring.

Why did I have to go to school again?

…because, it's necessary. At least, that's what mom says.

Question: When is Algebra or History, ever gonna be of any use in life?

I've never come upon a situation where we need Algebra. History as well – like, man, we DON'T need to know the past!

Why can't they teach people about anime? Anime is much more interesting than Algebra or History.

I looked at the clock, silently willing it to turn four already.

After an hour of waiting, the clock turned four and the bell rang, signalling school was over.

I practically raced out of class, snatching my bag from my seat and running to the bus.

"Hey – girl – watch out!"

I looked in the right side to see…

…there was a ball whizzing through the air…

…and it was coming in my direction.

I ducked down, and the ball hit…oh, shit.

It hit…the principal. The principal…passed out. Everyone stared, before snickering, cackling, guffawing, and laughing.

I panicked before running away from the spot and entered the bus, cowering under my hair the whole time.

…

When I reached home, I flung my bag on the living room floor and laid down on the couch in peace. I felt myself doze off.

…

When I woke up, I looked into the eyes of…a blue eyed man. Who was animated.

Why the hell does he look animated?! I tried to speak…but rubbish came out of my mouth…baby-talk rubbish.

"Awww…Akise is trying to speak~!" he cooed affectionately, pulling my cheeks slightly.

I pouted slightly and tried to swat away his hands…I wasn't a baby, okay?! Please get that right, ya asshole! And why the fuck was he calling me Akise? That's not my name! And why is everything animated?

Then he stuffed a pacifier in my mouth, placed me on a soft surface and left.

A. Fucking. Pacifier.

A goddamn pacifier.

I am not a baby, nor was I crying. Or screaming. Or yelling. Or shrieking. Or shouting.

Then I got up, looked down, and gaped.

My legs were short and stubby. My hands were small…my fingernails…toe nails…oh my freaking God. They were so…tiny.

And…where am I? Why is everything animated? What the hell is this?

…

I figured it out. I am in the world of Fairy Tail – is this a dream? This only happens in fanfiction. And…I have been reincarnated. How? I wasn't dead! I just went to sleep!

How I figured it out?

Well…

After I found out I was a baby, the blue-eyed man came back and put me to sleep. Sleep.

I felt super restless. I don't need to sleep, dammit, I'm not a baby!

When I woke up, I was force-fed a bottle of milk (I. Need. Coffee.) and toys were given to me. I don't need toys. I am a teen. Not a baby.

Then, seeing I was growing restless, the blue-eyed man came back…with a green haired girl that looked like Princess Hisui from Fairy Tail. I heard the words 'babysit' and 'restless' so I figured that this Princess Hisui look-a-like was gonna babysit me because I was restless.

Hisui look-a-like looked like she was…seven. She's seven, and she's set to babysit me. She's seven.

Then blue-eyed man left me with her. Hisui look-a-like had looked at me shyly. "Um…baby…please don't cry and make a tantrum."

'Kay…not that I'd wanted to or anything. I was a teenager. And teenagers don't cry and whimper like babies. I nodded slightly, unable to form words because 1. Pacifier and 2. I was a baby. Without teeth.

She smiled at me. "Y-You can understand me?"

I nodded.

"That's cool! U-Um…do you want to do something?"

I motioned to my pacifier.

"Oh…you want to remove that…paci-paci-whatever-it's-called from your mouth?"

I nodded. She removed it and smiled at me. "Happy?"

I smiled at her.

"Thank God. My name is Hisui E. Fiore."

Wait…what? At that moment, I looked at her. I just stared at her while panicking on the inside. Then…I burst into tears.

Hey, it's a baby reaction – I couldn't help it. I was shocked and scared.

And so, that was when I figured out I was in Fairy Tail.

Hello, guys! I hope you enjoyed the chapter!

If I get at least one review, I'll probably write the next chapter soon.

~ Animeisheaven

PS: I don't own anything except Akise, the blue-eyed man and OCs who come later in the plot.

PSS: Sorry it's different.